Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 26 - Little Dumpling, Can’t Be Coaxed Anymore
Chapter 26: Chapter 26 Little Dumpling, Can’t Be Coaxed Anymore
An hour later.
Mr. Ji Muye arrived with Ji Chao and his brother at Lu Xining’s apartment building, only to find out that she had gone out with Lu Nuonuo.
He dialed the number she had called him from before, but it was always busy.
This reminded him of two years ago.
That night, when Ji Muye returned home with his two sons, she wasn’t there; the call he got through told him it was a divorce.
Since then, that number had never been dialed again.
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The man’s hand by his side clenched, but seeing his two children lightened the burden in his heart.
Both Ji Chao and Ji Ze were curious where Mommy and sister had gone.
They asked Mr. Ji Muye, who couldn’t answer.
He took the kids back to the car and asked Yan Dong to check Lu Xining’s identity; it took a while before they learned her and the child’s location.
Jingzhou Children’s Playground.
Lu Xining had just taken her daughter off the merry-go-round, and the little one seemed listless, not even an ice cream cone could cheer her up.
She settled down with the little one in a restaurant.
“Sweetie, can you tell Mommy why you’re upset?”
Lu Nuonuo sat in her lap, swinging her little legs, her pink-cheeked face filled with dejection.
“Mommy, brother doesn’t like me.”
“How can that be? Your two brothers like Nuonuo the most.”
Although her daughter was young, she had a larger vocabulary than her peers and was more sensitive to adult affairs.
Lu Xining spoke at length with her, and the little one seemed to understand yet not, thankfully, as if the storm had passed, her face became more smiley than before.
She accompanied her to a few more attractions, and when she grew tired, she carried her towards the parking lot.
The little one had a pink pig balloon tied to her wrist; her cheeks were flushed with fun, rosy against her pale skin. Hugging Lu Xining’s neck, she said that next time she wanted to bring the two brothers to play and buy them balloons too.
Lu Xining promised one by one.
It was just as they were reaching the amusement park entrance that they saw the man with Ji Chao and Ji Ze, dressed in white and black, stylish and imposing, whose handsome appearance and powerful presence caught frequent glances from those around.
Ji Chao waved at Lu Nuonuo, “Sister!”
The little one, for once, didn’t immediately climb out of her mother’s arms; instead, she still clung to her neck, her soft cheeks pressed against her throat.
Lu Xining tilted her head, “Are you sad to see your brother?”
Lu Nuonuo honestly said, “Happy.”
But her face lacked the warmth and excitement of the past; she cozily nestled in Lu Xining’s arms, watching Mr. Ji Muye from a distance.
Ji Chao and Ji Ze ran over.
Ji Chao wondered, “Mommy, what’s wrong with sister?”
Lu Xining: “Sister is tired from playing.”
Mr. Ji Muye wanted to talk to the little one, but she turned away, her little hands clinging to Mommy’s neck, refusing to look at him.
Lu Xining took Ji Chao and Ji Ze back home and had the housekeeper prepare fruits and snacks for them.
Ji Ze was the one who enjoyed his food the most.
Ji Chao noticed Lu Nuonuo’s strange mood, reached out to touch her forehead, and checked his own, trying to figure out if she was ill.
Lu Xining was in the kitchen making milk for her daughter.
He turned his pleading gaze to Mr. Ji Muye, “Daddy, is sister sick? She looks very uncomfortable.”
The little one was sitting on the carpet in the toy house, poking her usually favorite dolls with her little fingers.
Her eyes, shimmering, did not meet Mr. Ji Muye’s gaze, and lacked her usual brilliant smile, as well as the soft “Uncle.”
Mr. Ji Muye sat down next to her, “Nuonuo.”
Like two little chirps of fireworks, twinkling.
She turned away, ignoring him, cuddling a fuzzy pink fox doll in her arms, her little face buried and silent.
Mr. Ji Muye’s heart was in knots.
He had never seen Little Dumpling look so aggrieved.
“Nuonuo, Uncle is sorry.”
“It’s Uncle’s fault; he forgot his promise to you.”
“Uncle is apologizing to Nuonuo, I’m sorry.”
Children’s worlds are pure and simple.
Right is right, wrong is wrong.
Promising them something and then failing to deliver can inflict great harm on their tender hearts.
Ji Muye had always been careful to keep his promises to Ji Chao and Ji Ze, striving to fulfill them without fail.
This time… he was indeed at fault.
Little Dumpling’s eyelashes were long and dense, from Ji Muye’s angle he could see her puffed-up little face as he took out the apology gift and handed it to her.
“Nuonuo, can you forgive Uncle please?”
Lu Nuonuo poked her head out from the fox’s tail, eyes brimming with tears, her delicate little nose twitching as she spoke in a voice both aggrieved and endearing,
“Uncle lied.”
Ji Muye’s heart melted instantly, and he lifted the little one into his arms with gentle motions; Ji Chao promptly handed her a tissue to wipe her tears.
He whispered, “Uncle promises, he will never forget his promises to Nuonuo again. Can Nuonuo forgive Uncle?”
The little person in his arms was so well-behaved and adorable that Ji Muye felt as though his heart was soaked in a gentle spring, utterly softened.
Lu Nuonuo gently tugged at his sleeve and looked at Ji Muye earnestly, “Uncle can’t lie to children in the future.”
Ji Muye nodded, “Okay.”
The little one’s tears turned to laughter, and she bashfully lowered her head.
His broad palm gently ruffled her little head, then she took the gift he had brought and happily went to open it with her two brothers.
Children’s moods come quickly and go quickly.
Lu Xining stood at the doorway with a bottle of milk that was ready, having witnessed the scene of Ji Muye consoling his daughter.
Their eyes met, hers filled with complexity; Ji Muye slowly stood up and left space in the toy room for the three little ones.
Lu Xining handed the milk bottle to her daughter and passed two freshly squeezed juices to the twins, “Xiao Chao, play with your sister for a while. Mum has something to say to your dad and will come back for you later.”
The now cheerful Little Dumpling nodded obediently.
She raised her milk bottle to clink with her brothers, “Brothers, cheers.”
The three children rapidly immersed themselves in assembling their new toys. Lu Xining asked the butler to keep watch at the door and took Ji Muye to the study.
She got straight to the point with what she wanted to say.
“From now on, when Xiao Chao and Ji Ze come over, I’ll arrange for someone to take them. Mr. Ji doesn’t have to make the trip.”
The man grasped her intention immediately.
Ji Muye’s brows knitted slightly, the small mole between them adding a sense of bewitching charm to his stunning face.
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Lu Xining glanced away from the mole.
There…
was where, during those five years of their secret marriage, she had kissed him repeatedly.
She closed her eyes, fingernails digging into her palm, the pain bringing clarity to her thoughts and regaining her composure, her profile as cold as frost.
The matter of Ji Muye breaking his promises for Liu Xixi.
It wasn’t just this one time.
Lu Xining opened her eyes again, speaking in an even and cool tone, “If you have other arrangements for them unexpectedly, please let me know in advance.”
She didn’t want her daughter to have too much contact with Ji Muye.
The disappointment Little Dumpling had felt this morning, still imprinted in her mind, was indelible.
Children are too young and too easily trust the people around them.
Lu Nuonuo adored her two brothers.
And by extension, she also liked their father.
Lu Xining didn’t want to dwell on how much blood ties played a role in her daughter’s liking for Ji Muye.
There was no doubt that Ji Muye liked Lu Nuonuo.
If he knew Nuonuo was his daughter…
Lu Xining didn’t want to deal with the custody fight over her son, only to face another for her daughter.
The best solution was to keep the children away from him.
The man’s expression was stern, concealing his true emotions, but the tension in his shoulders betrayed the turmoil beneath his calm surface.
“Today was just an accident, I didn’t mean to…”
Lu Xining cut him off, “You have your reasons, but please understand, I am Nuonuo’s mother, and I don’t want her to be unhappy.”
