A Little Trick, the Scumbag Dad Can't Hold the Knife After Understanding Love-Chapter 190

"Nian Nian, don't take his words to heart."

Thinking about how Old Master Chen had scolded Ji Tingzhou in front of Ji Nian, Chen Mo didn’t know how to evaluate his own father at that moment.

There was a reason why his sister had hurriedly finished her studies and taken over the company back then.

Otherwise, Old Master Chen’s sharp tongue would have eventually offended everyone in the circle. He simply wasn’t cut out for business.

"But he also said you’re brainless."

Ji Nian had a bit of a protective streak.

She could complain about things herself, but hearing someone insult her to her face made her deeply uncomfortable.

Hearing Ji Nian’s words, Chen Mo thought back.

It was true…

He had gotten so used to it that he had momentarily overlooked it.

"So, I’ve been protected by Nian Nian."

Chen Mo smiled, a faint glimmer of amusement in his eyes, as if he found Ji Nian’s anger over Old Master Chen’s insults endearing.

"I’m fine. He’s just… like that."

But then, remembering how Old Master Chen had distanced himself after learning about Ji Nian’s background, his smile faded.

He could guess what his father was thinking.

It was probably the belief that the children were to blame—that if they hadn’t been born, things wouldn’t have escalated to this point.

But what fault did these children have? The ones at fault were those who had hurt his sister.

"Uncle, are we going home now?"

Noticing the change in Chen Mo’s expression, Ji Nian tugged at his sleeve.

Snapping out of his dark thoughts, Chen Mo blinked.

"No, we’re not going home. We’ll stay somewhere else tonight, and tomorrow morning, I’ll take you to see your mom, okay?"

Ji Nian naturally didn’t object.

After spending the night at their temporary lodging, Chen Mo took Ji Nian to Chen Yueling’s grave.

The woman in the photo on the tombstone smiled softly at passersby. It was impossible to tell what she had been thinking when the photo was taken, but her bright, radiant face and the unmistakable confidence in her eyes were impossible to miss.

"Hello, Mom. I’m Ji Nian."

It’s nice to see you again.

She added the last part silently in her heart.

After greeting Chen Yueling and updating her on her recent life, Ji Nian made an excuse to take Wei Yang elsewhere, leaving Chen Mo alone with his sister, who seemed to have a lot to say.

She had Wei Yang crouch down while she lazily leaned against his back. Worried she might slip, Wei Yang even reached back with one hand to steady her.

Ji Nian was busy sending a message to Ji Tingzhou.

: Dad, have you seen the little prince? How’s he recovering?

Ji Tingzhou quickly replied with three words: A mummy.

Ji Nian: "……"

Really, couldn’t he just send her a photo?

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: Uncle and I went to see Mom this morning. I bought a bouquet made of strawberries because Uncle said she didn’t have a favorite flower but loved strawberries.

Ji Tingzhou responded indifferently: Oh.

: Why aren’t you staying in the village?

Ji Tingzhou hadn’t expected it to be such a coincidence—You Er had just left when the two of them arrived.

Truthfully, he wasn’t sure what methods the crow group planned to use against the elderly couple.

But as soon as their people showed up, You Er had spotted them, ensuring they were dealt with instantly.

In the end, they let one escape, hoping to track them back to their base, but the person seemed to realize their purpose and ended up committing suicide halfway.

You Er, who had casually taken a basket of eggs as payment, rubbed his nose: Who’s thinking about me?

Too ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‍lazy to type, Ji Nian sent a voice message: "Because Wei Yang got food poisoning and suddenly had diarrhea, we had to come back. We didn’t end up staying."

Ji Nian said this without batting an eye.

Wei Yang, who she was leaning against: "……"

Ji Tingzhou also replied with a voice message, his tone dripping with disgust: "Did he sneak off to eat shit again?"

"He’s not a kid anymore. How hasn’t he kicked that disgusting habit?"

Ji Nian was shocked.

Wei Yang’s face turned red with embarrassment and anger: "I didn’t! That was when I was five! Can’t you just forget about it?!"

He had just been curious—if someone ate poop and then pooped again, would they never go hungry?

It was just that one time, but Ji Tingzhou had never let it go.

Even Shen Rushan’s last words to him before he passed were: "I’m leaving now. You’ll have to learn to control your urge to eat shit on your own."

Wei Yang was so upset he cried, snot bubbles and all.

Ji Nian took on the responsibility: "Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll keep a close eye on him from now on."

Wei Yang: "……"

Did anyone care about his well-being?

When Chen Mo finished talking to Chen Yueling and came out, he was met with Wei Yang’s eager gaze.

Honestly, it was a bit unsettling…

"You’re finally out. Let’s go."

Wei Yang urged impatiently.

Ji Nian smirked, teasing him like a puppy.

The system: "……"

No doubt about it—she was doing it on purpose.

They went to see the house that had been auctioned off after the Chen Family’s bankruptcy but had since been bought back by Chen Mo. After wandering around the area and buying a bunch of snacks and toys, the group finally headed back.

While they were enjoying themselves, Old Master Chen, who hadn’t slept well the night before, was in no mood for fun.

"Did he say when he’d be back?"

He had asked the same question eight hundred times that morning, to the point where Old Lady Chen didn’t even feel like cracking sunflower seeds anymore.

"No, he just said next time. Why do you keep asking?"

Old Lady Chen’s tone was pointed.

Old Master Chen, who had been peeling sunflower seeds for her, paused and placed the handful of seeds in front of her. He snorted coldly: "I’m just asking so I can make arrangements for them in advance."

Old Lady Chen hummed, thinking to herself, *Just keep being stubborn.*

Then, in the next moment, Old Master Chen asked: "Does that child look like Xin Xin?"

He hadn’t gotten a good look earlier.

Old Lady Chen nearly rolled her eyes: "Why don’t you just look for yourself?"

Seeing her reluctance to answer, Old Master Chen pouted.

Fine, he didn’t want to know anyway.

But after taking a few steps, he suddenly turned back: "Are you really going to let the Ji Family raise our Chen Family’s child? You know what the Ji Family is like…"

"Enough, enough."

Old Lady Chen cut him off impatiently.

"Just look at the child’s attitude. It’s clear they’ve treated her well."

"You insulted her father right in front of her. Of course she’d be upset."

Old Lady Chen grew angrier the more she thought about it.

But upon further reflection, she realized there was some truth to it.

She knew why her husband was so wary of the Ji Family.

In fact, she too found it hard to believe, because the people of the Ji Family were… a group of living demons.

Could they really raise a child properly?

This all went back to when the Chen Family was still under Old Master Chen’s control, many years ago, when he had accidentally attended a banquet hosted by the Ji Family—