Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 44 - Mom, can’t Dad really stay with us?

Chapter 44: Chapter 44 Mom, can’t Dad really stay with us?

Lu Xining suddenly felt a wave of helplessness wash over her.

Before she left, she suggested that Ji Muye visit the hospital for a check-up.

His headache seemed severe.

It wasn’t out of concern, but rather if this continued, he was likely to develop mental confusion.

Ji Muye’s jaw tensed, his hands gripping the phone tightly as he quietly watched her retreating figure.

The room still carried the scent of Little Dumpling’s milk powder, their son’s bath gel; it was exactly the same as Lu Xining’s.

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Although it was just a guest room, he finally felt the sleepiness he hadn’t experienced in a long time, slowly seeping into his rationale, and before long, he fell asleep.

The next day, he overslept for the first time in a long while.

Downstairs, Ji Chao, Ji Ze, and Little Dumpling had already begun breakfast, well-behaved and sensible, waving as soon as their father came down.

“Daddy, do you feel any better?”

“Daddy, does it still hurt?”

Ji Muye still wore last night’s suit, wrinkled, lacking his usual elite look, yet still extraordinarily handsome.

Ji Ze, nibbling on a little pig-shaped bun, naively thought: When he and his brother were sick, they could take leave from school, so could Daddy take a day off to rest when he was sick?

But whom to ask for leave?

He had an idea!

“Daddy, if you’re sick, can’t you take a day off at home and rest? I can call Uncle Yan for you.”

When he and his brother fell ill, Uncle Housekeeper would request leave for them.

When Daddy was sick,

of course, it was up to them!

Ji Chao got down from his chair to pull one out for his father.

“Daddy, sit here.”

“Uncle Housekeeper, could you please give my daddy a bowl of porridge, thank you.”

Lu Nuonuo, spoon in mouth, eyed him curiously, wondering why he was still at her house today. Her big, sparkling eyes full of confusion.

Lu Xining pinched her little cheek, her face filled with tender love.

“Sweetheart, don’t bite the spoon.”

Little Dumpling put the spoon down from her mouth, picked up her pink little bowl, and took a big gulp, making sure to show Lu Xining.

“Nuonuo, such a good girl.”

Ji Muye sat in his usual spot, next to Little Dumpling, surrounded by the fragrance of milk powder, her small face pale and soft, dense, and black eyelashes like fans made her eyes look even bigger and more animated.

The breakfast at the Lu Family was light, with balanced nutrition.

It perfectly suited children’s tastes.

For someone like Ji Muye just recovering from a serious illness, it was just right.

Lu Xining’s phone vibrated.

She let the housekeeper care for the children and got up to the balcony.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze had long finished, busy packing their little school bags.

Lu Nuonuo finished her nutrient soup a bit slower, glanced at her mother on the balcony, then at Ji Muye beside her.

Her chubby little hand grabbed Ji Muye’s distinctly jointed fingers, gave a gentle shake, and said cutely, “Want to get down.”

Ji Muye put down his chopsticks, lifted Little Dumpling, and after a few kicks of her little legs, she was placed on the ground.

Lu Nuonuo thanked him and ran towards the sofa.

She too began to pack her little bag, filled with her favorite snacks, ready to take her two brothers to school.

At the dining table, only Ji Muye continued eating.

Sporting his wrinkled shirt, the powerful aura of the man wasn’t lessened; fully buttoned sleeves hid his sinewy, muscular arms, emanating a strong sense of virility.

After Ji Ze finished packing, he ran over to ask Ji Muye for his phone.

The man handed over his personal phone without suspicion and didn’t inquire who he would call.

Then he heard…

“Hello, Uncle Yan, it’s Xiao Ze.”

“Daddy is sick, and I’d like to request leave on Daddy’s behalf.”

“Uncle, you don’t need to come over, Daddy’s over at Mommy’s place.”

When Lu Xining came back inside after her call, she was greeted by Ji Ze hugging her leg.

He looked up at her, “Mommy…”

Ji Ze rarely acted spoiled with her. She crouched down and asked him, “What’s wrong?”

“Daddy is sick. Can I skip school today and stay home to take care of Daddy?”

Lu Xining pursed her lips and gently said, “Xiao Ze wants to take care of Daddy, and Mommy is very happy, but you both need to go to school. Daddy will have Uncle Housekeeper to take care of him at home.”

And if all else fails, there was Liu Xixi.

Ji Ze looked downcast, his voice muffled. “But I want to live with Mommy and my little sister and also take care of Daddy.”

He looked up, his eyes brimming with hope, and pleaded, “Mommy, can’t Daddy really stay over?”

Hearing this, Ji Muye turned his head to look at them.

The morning sunlight cast a faint halo on them.

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Lu Xining’s pale, delicate skin enhanced the simplicity of her beige Chinese-style shirt and white long skirt, making her look even more refined and elegant.

She had grown even more beautiful in the two years they had not seen each other.

Every time he saw her, she brought him a visual surprise.

Just then, she looked over, and Ji Muye waited without dodging for her to answer the child’s question, forgetting to put down the chopsticks in his hand.

Lu Xining touched the child’s cheek, her voice very soft, afraid of hurting the child’s sensitive soul.

“Xiao Ze, go to school first. If Daddy feels bad, he will go to the hospital, and by the time you and your brother get out of school, Daddy may already be cured.”

Ji Ze half-believed, “Really?”

Lu Xining had no qualms about the fib she had told her child.

She nodded, “Yes, the nurse aunty will give Daddy a few injections and he’ll feel better, just like when Xiao Ze is sick, don’t you also get shots?”

Ji Ze remembered his own previous fever and sickness when the doctor uncle indeed gave him shots.

Although it hurt, he was no longer feverish the next day.

He nodded half-understandingly, cutely suggesting, “Then if they give more shots, Daddy will get better faster, right?”

Beside him, Lu Nuonuo joined the conversation, stretching out her two little hands, counting on her fingers, her eyes curving into crescents, “Give 10 shots.”

Ji Chao also curiously asked, “Does Daddy also get shots in his butt?”

The image of a man in a sharp suit, being pulled down by a nurse to get 10 butt shots, almost made Lu Xining lose her composure.

Ji Muye’s face turned black, wordlessly.

The three children were still counting fingers, and to facilitate his fast recovery, the number of butt shots had already increased from 10 to 20.

Lu Xining stepped forward to stop the children’s conversation.

“Okay, Xiao Chao and Xiao Ze, it’s time for you to go to kindergarten.”

“If we don’t leave now, you’ll be late.”

Before Ji Chao and Ji Ze left, they didn’t forget to instruct Ji Muye to go to the hospital for butt shots, mimicking Ji Muye’s usual serious and stern demeanor as they spoke.

“Daddy, when brother and I come back from school, we’ll check up on you.”

Ji Muye: “…”

Lu Xining took her daughter and sent the two sons off to school, thinking that Ji Muye would definitely have left by the time they returned.

So she didn’t ask Uncle Housekeeper.

But little did she know, Ji Muye had gone back to lie down in the guest room.

When Yan Dong came knocking with a laptop, Lu Xining was still a bit dazed.

Lu Xining: “Secretary Yan, what brings you here?”

Yan Dong, worthy of being Ji Muye’s personal secretary, immediately figured out the cause and effect, his dark eyes spinning before promptly explaining to her.

“The two young masters called me this morning to say that President Ji is resting at madam’s place today, and there are some documents that need to be signed so I brought them over.”

Lu Xining’s beautiful eyes were puzzled as she looked at the housekeeper at her home.

The latter immediately spoke up, “Mr. Ji rested in the guest room after breakfast and hasn’t come out since.”

Her gaze fell on the suitcase in Yan Dong’s hand, her arms crossed over her chest, her eyebrows slightly raised, and a cold smile on her lips.

Lu Xining was puzzled, “A suitcase full of documents?”

Yan Dong gave an awkward chuckle, “… It’s President Ji’s change of clothes.”

Just then, Ji Muye stepped out of the guest room.

Seeing Lu Xining and Yan Dong at the door, and recalling the expressions of Ji Chao and Ji Ze earlier in the morning, he came to a decision.

He took the initiative to grab the suitcase and the document bag from him and went back into the guest room without looking back.

Ji Muye’s voice floated out, “I’m going to take a bath and then sleep for a bit, don’t call me for lunch.”

Lu Xining was stunned: “?”