Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 45 - : The Truth About That Meal!!!

Chapter 45: Chapter 45: The Truth About That Meal!!!

“He’s sleeping? What for?”

Lu Xining was so startled by his comment that she didn’t react for a moment.

Yan Dong, seeing that the stuff had been delivered, turned and ran off faster than a rabbit.

God knows that when the little tyrant called him to take time off, his heart nearly stopped beating!

The boss and the secretary taking leave at the same time?

Yan Dong: This is the first time in my life; I could brag about this forever!

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Ji Muye, utterly composed, carried his luggage into the guest room and, before closing the door, didn’t forget to nod and greet Lu Xining.

Lu Xining: “…” Pfft!

After coming out of the bathroom, Ji Muye, when picking up his pajamas, found that Yan Dong had brought him the set of black pajamas Lu Xining had bought for him earlier.

He paused for a good while before tearing off his bath towel and getting dressed. Just then, Lu Xining came to knock on the door, and he opened it directly.

Lu Xining looked dubiously at his robe.

It seemed familiar to her.

Wasn’t this…

The one she bought for him that he had never worn, yet it eventually appeared on Liu Xixi?

Although she didn’t care about a gifted pajama set, just thinking about something she had bought with her own money being worn by Liu Xixi…

Made her sick!

This man, cohabiting with his current girlfriend, giving her the pajama set his ex-wife bought for him, truly was annoying.

Ji Muye saw her gaze focusing on his clothes, from initial bewilderment and surprise, to later contempt and mockery. The quick shift in her emotions left him confused, as his deep black eyes brimmed with doubt.

“Is there a problem with my robe?”

He asked this,

His profound gaze fixed on her eyes.

Catching sight of the increasing scorn in the depths of her eyes, Ji Muye’s feeling of perplexity intensified once again, and he couldn’t help but look down at his attire.

“There’s no problem with the robe, it’s just…”

“For someone as prominent as President Ji, when did he run out of money to buy his current girlfriend a robe, to the point of having to wear one gifted by his ex-wife?

“Or is it that switching robes is a kink of President Ji’s?”

Ji Muye stood inside the door, not understanding the meaning of her words.

“Lu Xining, I haven’t offended you today.”

“If you have an issue with me, you can say it outright.”

“What are you insinuating?”

From the moment he woke up until now, Ji Muye hadn’t had a direct conversation with Lu Xining and was puzzled by her sudden disdain.

Ji Muye’s superior height and physique made the black silk robe look even more elegant on him.

One could even glimpse the outline of his abs, his entire being radiated a lethal attraction.

He blocked Lu Xining from turning away.

“What do you mean by giving the robe sent by the ex-wife to the current girlfriend?”

Ji Muye’s dark eyes contained only her reflection; he stared down at her delicate features, finally settling on her eyes.

“Lu Xining, don’t resort to half-statements.”

“Even though we are divorced, we are still tied by the child, and we will inevitably come into contact with each other in the future. You can’t glower at me every time and not tell me the reason.”

“If you don’t make yourself clear today, don’t think about leaving this place.”

Ji Muye had always been the silent type, but around Lu Xining, his emotions were always led by her.

His heart was stirred by her recent words, like a fishbone stuck in his throat, unable to be swallowed or coughed out.

The man pressed in oppressively, making Lu Xining somewhat uncomfortable.

Her nostrils filled with the scent of Ji Muye’s bath product, the very brand she had personally chosen, now felt foreign.

“Want to know? Go check out Liu Xixi’s live stream.”

Lu Xining really didn’t want to waste more words with him. Since she couldn’t send him away, she chose to ignore him.

After saying that, she tried to leave.

As she passed by, he grasped her wrist.

His penetrating gaze, high bridge of his nose, and thin lips pressed tightly together revealed the man’s inner turmoil and a touch of anger.

“Now you’re in my face, but you want me to watch some other woman’s live stream. Since when have you become so roundabout, leaving half the conversation unsaid?”

Lu Xining tried to shake off his hand but lacked the strength.

Ji Muye wasn’t using much force, but her wrist was still reddened.

He frowned at her frailty and released some of the pressure.

Lu Xining seized the opportunity to fling his hand away.

“Yes! I like to beat around the bush when I speak, but I’m not about that when it comes to cursing. If you want to try me, I don’t mind obliging you!”

She grabbed Ji Muye’s robe collar and yanked it aside sharply—she had noticed it when they were stitching up earlier.

Beneath the man’s robe collar, there were small, clustered red marks.

Lu Xining had not been without her suspicions… that these were marks of an allergy.

But in the five years she was married to Ji Muye, their annual medical reports showed he was healthy. He hadn’t so much as caught a minor illness, let alone any allergies.

Unexpectedly, it seemed his health had significantly declined.

She pointed at the red marks on Ji Muye’s body, “Mr. Ji, what’s this odd habit?”

Ji Muye, who didn’t like to look in the mirror during his baths, naturally had no idea about the state of his skin beneath his robe.

He asked her to wait at the door for a moment.

Lu Xining didn’t utter a sound.

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Silence, in Ji Muye’s view, was as good as consent.

By the time he had hurriedly checked the mirror and came out with a dark face, Lu Xining was nowhere to be seen at the door.

He actually wanted to go find her, but the elevator on the third floor had restrictions.

He cast a cold glance at the four bodyguards who had just come to the staircase entrance. Lu Xining’s defenses against him reached such an extent that…

He had no chance to go upstairs.

Ji Muye returned to the guest room.

His agreement to stay was to ease Ji Chao and Ji Ze’s worries.

At the same time, he wanted to witness firsthand whether the children’s life with the Lu Family was happier than it had been with the Ji Family.

As for Liu Xixi…

Their relationship wasn’t of a romantic nature.

The work phone on the bedside table vibrated.

The caller was Liu Xixi.

Ji Muye frowned slightly and answered the phone.

On the other end, Liu Xixi’s delicate voice, tinged with a hint of probing, asked, “Aye, why didn’t you come home last night?”

Ji Muye spoke indifferently, “Is there something you need?”

Hearing the clear detachment in the man’s voice, Liu Xixi’s heart trembled, yet she quickly adjusted her tone to a gentle one, “Then, will you come home tonight? I’ve learned a few new recipes and would like to make them for you and Xiao Chao, Xiao Ze.”

The man took his phone and walked out to the balcony of the guest room. The chill on him was dispelled by the sunlight outside, and the yard was filled with children’s play equipment.

His voice was low, “Liu Xixi, you don’t need to do any of this.”

Liu Xixi’s grip on the phone tightened, “Aye, I willingly do these things for you and the children. After your divorce, the children have been without a mother, and these past two years I…”

Ji Muye cut her off, “Miss Liu!”

Liu Xixi was startled by his cold voice, causing her heart to skip a beat.

He reminded her once again, “Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze have a mother.”

“I let you move into the Ji Family’s house because you saved Xiao Ze two years ago. As long as it’s not something that endangers my family, because the Ji Family made promises to you, I will help you where I can.”

“But beyond that, I can’t give you what you want, nor will I give it to you.”

The man’s words, almost heartless, instantly brought tears to Liu Xixi’s eyes.

Her face contorted with emotion, but her choked and fragile voice came through the phone, “Don’t you have even a little bit of feeling for me after nearly two years together…?”

Ji Muye replied firmly, “No.”

He feared she would harbor illusions and develop further expectations.

Ji Muye added, “I’ve never had any romantic feelings for you, not in the past and certainly not in the future.”

But Liu Xixi was persistent, “But that dinner that made the hot search two years ago, you didn’t have it taken down. Isn’t that a sign of your fondness for me, Aye? I don’t believe you have no feelings for me!”

The memory of that candlelit dinner from two years ago resurfaced.

Ji Muye’s heart instantly plunged into an abyss, his expression darkening.

The repercussions of that dinner… had been far too severe.

With the conversation having reached this point, Liu Xixi had no choice but to give up.

Sensing the coldness in Ji Muye’s words, she quickly changed her strategy, pretending to be relieved.

“Aye, it’s great you don’t have romantic feelings for me!”

“I’ve always seen you as my best friend, but netizens say you look after me because you like me—I almost believed it.”

“I was too impulsive just now, I used the wrong approach. We can still be friends in the future, and you won’t kick me out, right?”