Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 48 - When Did President Ji Get a Daughter?

Chapter 48: Chapter 48 When Did President Ji Get a Daughter?

Outside the door was Yan Dong’s female assistant.

She looked at Ji Muye in shock, along with Lu Nuonuo in his arms.

“President Ji,”

Little Dumpling wasn’t shy at all, and waved at her with a smile, her adorable and soft appearance instantly melted the female assistant’s heart.

In less than an hour,

everyone in Shi’an Group’s major gossip groups knew that Ji Muye had brought a little girl over one-year-old to the company.

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[Has anyone seen the little girl, does she resemble President Ji?]

[I’ve seen her, the little girl is definitely the most exquisite and cute child I’ve ever seen! Her skin is white, her eyes are as shiny as black grapes, and when she talks, it’s soft and sweet, and she even calls me sister!]

[I saw her too, I feel like the child’s eyes and nose are quite similar to President Ji’s, both are super attractive.]

[Could she be President Ji’s second child?]

Yan Dong had just come out of Ji Muye’s office and saw the constant buzzing of messages in the company gossip group, sighing internally.

If only Little Dumpling really was the boss’s daughter.

It was the first time he had seen such gentle eyes, even when Little Dumpling wanted to sit in his lap to watch him work, his boss had agreed.

In the office, an impromptu children’s play area was fully prepared, packed with girl toys that Ji Muye had his secretary go out to buy.

The little girl was well-behaved, playing alone with a doll-dressing game, occasionally looking up at Ji Muye who was working.

The latter kept an eye on Little Dumpling’s movements with the corner of his gaze.

After a while,

Ji Muye’s clean and tidy desk was filled with Lu Nuonuo’s handiwork; even his shirt was fastened with a pink princess hair clip, and the man indulged her behavior.

Tired from playing, Lu Nuonuo walked over to Ji Muye, with her little hand outstretched, and said softly, “Sleepy.”

He lifted Little Dumpling onto his lap, and she immediately found a comfortable position, her head resting in the crook of his arm, one hand clutching his shirt.

She pointed to the Little Jiu Jiu and hair clip on her head.

Lu Nuonuo: “Uncle, take it off.”

The iceberg in Ji Muye’s eyes melted as he fumbled with undoing her braids for the first time, his movements as light as if he were handling a delicate item.

By the time he had undone Lu Nuonuo’s hair.

She had already fallen asleep in his arms.

Ji Muye had to lower his head to see her chubby cheeks, catching a glimpse of her small hand holding tight to his shirt, the corner of his lips turning upwards.

“Blood relations are indeed mysterious; you look so much like your mother when you sleep.”

To the left of the office desk was Ji Muye’s resting room.

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He carefully laid Little Dumpling down on the bed; as soon as her head touched the pillow, she clutched his shirt tightly, feeling unsettled.

Ji Muye lay down beside her.

His hand skillfully patted her back until the child fell into a deep asleep, then gradually he let go of her hand that was pulling on his shirt.

Lu Nuonuo mumbled a couple of words about mommy.

And drifted off to sleep.

After tucking the child in, Ji Muye returned to his office desk.

Although the door was left open so he could hear any movement from the child immediately, he still felt uneasy and turned on the resting room’s monitor.

The laptop was placed next to him.

He could see Little Dumpling’s movements on the bed directly.

Ji Muye still had a meeting in the morning.

He took the laptop to the conference room; the meeting originally planned for two hours was shortened to one, fearing that Lu Nuonuo might wake up early.

While listening to his subordinates’ reports, his eyes continued to watch the surveillance footage on the laptop.

Until…

One of the managers reported that the profit from a project was twenty million less than the planned amount; Ji Muye’s expression darkened instantly.

“Manager Zhang, I have always trusted your business ability. Give me an explanation for this.”

“President Ji, I…”

The man who was named began to tremble with fear, and he stammered for quite a while without giving a reasonable answer.

Feeling increasingly irritable, Ji Muye’s expression turned colder.

He glanced briefly away from the surveillance video, his scrutinizing eyes sweeping over the people present, none dared to meet his gaze.

“Manager Zhang, issues keep arising with the projects under your management. Is it because your mind is not on your work, or is it a lack of capability?”

Manager Zhang’s face turned pale.

The man’s handsome profile looked out the window, his well-defined fingers tapping lightly on the desk twice.

“I’ll give you three days. If you can’t resolve the issue, take care of yourself.”

A tense atmosphere permeated the conference room.

The people below didn’t dare to make a sound.

Just at that moment,

The female assistant knocked on the door, holding Lu Nuonuo who was shoeless and with red, teary eyes, her face riddled with unease and nervousness, her voice trembling a bit.

“President Ji, the little miss woke up by herself and ran out of the resting room, crying and looking for you…”

The female assistant simply assumed Lu Nuonuo to be Ji Muye’s daughter, referring to her as the little miss, and to this, Ji Muye made no correction.

The tense atmosphere in the meeting room was disrupted.

Little Dumpling’s eyes were watery and tearful, with golden tear drops hanging at the edges.

Seeing Ji Muye, she immediately pouted.

Lu Nuonuo stretched out her hands towards him, her voice filled with grievance, “Hold.”

Everyone’s eyes widened in surprise at the little girl’s action, taking in a sharp breath. Even the two young masters of the Ji Family would be met with a cold face from their own father if they dared to intrude during a meeting with Ji Muye.

Everyone was waiting for the little girl to be rejected.

However, the next second…

Ji Muye seemed to switch personalities, the coldness in his eyes completely fading; he immediately reached out to take the child and placed her on his lap.

Little Dumpling also immediately hugged his neck and snuggled up to him, creating a warm and tender scene.

A child just awakened from sleep always likes to be close to familiar people.

After all, here, Ji Muye was the person she knew best.

She nestled in his arms, her little face resting against his shirt, finding a comfortable position on his lap, her eyes secretly stealing glances at the others.

The child, who had just woken up, had fluffy hair spread out, still unbraided, looking soft and fluffy, making people want to hold her in their arms.

Lu Nuonuo curiously looked at the uncles and aunts around the conference table; they all seemed very unhappy.

They appeared to be working.

Could working really make people this unhappy?

When Lu Nuonuo saw everyone looking at her, she immediately delivered a bright and sweet smile.

The adorable little girl melted the hearts of all the uncles and aunts present.

And behind her, Ji Muye, his gaze sweeping across the people sneaking peaks at Little Dumpling, his voice became indifferent, “Continue.”

Today there were still two project proposals that needed attention.

Ji Muye held Lu Nuonuo with one hand and with the other he marked an X on the planning proposal.

Today’s meeting had not brought forward a single satisfactory plan.

His gaze towards the people before him grew colder.

“Redo them all, submit them tonight.”

“If this is truly the level of your competence, then make room for those who are truly capable.”

Each word packed a bone-chilling cold, causing those under his command to tremble in fear, none daring to utter a sound.

Suddenly, Ji Muye’s mouth was stuffed with a piece of candy by a little hand, its sweet flavor lingering in his mouth for a long time.

He lowered his head, his eyes meeting Lu Nuonuo’s bright, black-pearl-like eyes.

The latter gave him a sweet smile, her eyes curving into crescent moons.

“No anger, no anger.”

As she spoke, she patted Ji Muye to soothe his temper.

The frustration that had been coiled tightly in the man’s chest was indeed soothed away by the little one; his voice also regained some warmth.

He looked at the shivering crowd and left four more words behind, “Submit the day after tomorrow.”

Ji Muye, holding Lu Nuonuo, left the meeting room, and those inside finally exhaled a heavy breath.

The atmosphere just then was too torturous!

They almost thought they’d have to pack up and leave today!

Everyone started to pack up their computers and notebooks.

“That really scared me to death just now!”

“Thank God for this exquisitely adorable child, if not for her, President Ji’s critique would have been a thousand times more dreadful.”

Once someone started, the rest joined in with their own comments.

“Do you know what it looks like when an iceberg melts? When President Ji was holding the child just now, that was exactly it, it’s my first time seeing it.”

“Could that child really be President Ji’s daughter?”

“If she wasn’t his child, why would he personally bring her to the company? My guess is that she definitely is President Ji’s daughter!”

Suddenly!

On the still-open display, a gossip news article popped up.

With Ji Muye’s name right in the headline.

Upon seeing it, everyone was frozen in place…