Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 220 - Chapter 220 Chapter 220 Happy Birthday Nuobao (Extra)

Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Happy Birthday, Nuobao (Extra) Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Happy Birthday, Nuobao (Extra) Mr. Ji had been sent back to the Psychiatric Hospital.

This time, he truly lost touch with reality, always liking to talk to the air.

The phrase he said the most was actually, “Su Qingyun, I haven’t lost!”

Su Qingyun was Ji Muye’s mother.

Yan Dong and Ji Muye were reporting when they were on their way to pick up Ji Chao and Ji Ze from school.

The phone was in Lu Nuonuo’s hand, with Little Dumpling initiating the speakerphone.

Regarding Mr. Ji’s behavior, Lu Xining felt it was hard to comment.

She scrolled through the news on her phone for a while.

The live broadcast of the fired secretary showing up at the president’s door demanding responsibility had been cut off right before Ji Muye appeared, leaving the netizens in agony.

Each of them kept refreshing the previous part of the broadcast tirelessly, then, many noticed the Zhang Shengnan mentioned by Lu Xining.

Shen Molin was taken to the hospital and was quickly picked up by Qin Luyao’s people. Before leaving, they made sure the baby in her stomach was fine.

On the way back, she refreshed the trending searches and saw the netizens’ curiosity and searching about “Zhang Shengnan.” Shen Molin felt scared, she wanted to seek support from Qin Luyao, but she couldn’t get in touch with him.

After the driver dropped her off at her apartment building, he left, but Shen Molin couldn’t get into her own home no matter what.

Her apartment and car had all been taken back by Dong Qingqing.

In the following days, Shen Molin could only stay in the hotels, desperately trying to contact Qin Luyao, to no avail.

Having no other choice, she could only return to her parents’ house, but upon seeing the woman who opened the door, Shen Molin exclaimed in shock, “How could you be here!”

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Time blinked by.

With Lu Xining’s intervention, the reputation of Shi’an Group had been turned around.

The PR department listed all the evidence of Shen Molin’s video fabrications on a one-to-one basis, as detailed as a thesis, and they also exposed her identity as a corporate spy; this defamation was indeed out of revenge.

Yet, a photo was secretly leaked online.

Ji Muye was seen exiting an elevator with a child in his arms, but the child was wrapped so tightly in his oversized suit that no one could see the child’s face.

Sources within revealed: This is the little princess of Shi’an Group.

And at this moment?

The little princess speculated by the vast number of netizens was flying a kite in an ancient castle estate in country C.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze stood by her side, “Little Sister, run slowly, you might trip and fall.”

Today was the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was also Little Dumpling’s 2nd birthday.

They had come to country C three days in advance and moved into the rooms Lu Xining had reserved for them long ago.

Since the three children were still young, their rooms were currently arranged next to the main bedroom on Lu Xining’s level.

In reality, she had reserved an entire floor for each child.

The layout and space of the castle estate were grand, with Ji Chao and Ji Ze’s rooms similarly decorated, facilitating their stay anytime they grew older.

And Little Dumpling’s room was themed with pink little foxes.

Occasionally, when resting in the castle estate, she would only come over to play during the day, spending nights with Lu Xining.

The castle estate had hundreds of rooms, capable of accommodating thousands of guests at the same time; it had been the ancestral home of a centennial family from the last century.

Thousands of acres of forests, gardens, and lakes, as well as a professional golf course, were all part of the property. Later, Lu Xining even had a plot of land specially cleared out to design an exquisitely beautiful classical garden.

Not far from the castle, there was a private airstrip and helicopter landing pad, making it convenient for guests to visit.

This time, Little Dumpling’s 2nd birthday party was on the lawn inside the castle estate, following her favorite theme of The Wizard of Oz.

Lu Xining respected her daughter’s wishes throughout the event.

The main guests from country C were the senior brothers and sisters from the lab, along with Yina’s family; the other guests were all invited one by one based on the invitation cards drawn by Lu Nuonuo.

Cheap Dad, Brother, Uncle, Uncle Fu…

Two godmothers…

Regarding Little Dumpling’s invitation to Shen Jibai, whom she had beaten up, Lu Xining was somewhat surprised and asked how she came to think of inviting this brother.

She still remembered her daughter’s response at the time.

“He’s jealous of Brother, jealous of Nuonuo, and a little bit pitiful.”

These days, gifts had been arriving at the castle estate in truckloads.

The most extravagant was Ji Muye.

He had rented out an entire amusement park for his daughter’s birthday celebration.

He also bought Little Dumpling a manor, registered in her name.

Ming Yuan and Gong Yunxue, her two godmothers, wished they could move the entire world’s gowns and jewelry over for their goddaughter.

Jing Zheng, the uncle, was hardly outdone.

Much of the money he worked hard for ended up in Little Dumpling’s pocket.

He collected rare herbs from all over the world for her, anything that was even slightly beneficial to the body, he made sure to have it for Little Dumpling.

And at this moment, this uncle, endlessly doting on Lu Nuonuo, was sitting in a wheelchair watching the children fly kites.

Seeing that she had been unsuccessfully flying a kite for a long while, Jing Zheng volunteered, “Nuonuo, let Uncle help you with the kite.”

Before he could stand up, he heard Little Dumpling’s voice from afar.

Lu Nuonuo: “Uncle, you mustn’t move.”

Since hearing her mother say his injuries were severe, Lu Nuonuo took on the responsibility of caring for her uncle.

Ji Chao and Ji Ze ran over to join Little Dumpling.

“Uncle, sit.”

Lu Nuonuo patted the armrest of the wheelchair, which was covered with exclusive stickers she had put on for him.

Each one had a smiley face that made one feel good just by looking at it.

Ji Chao also reminded him, “Uncle, Mom said you can’t run yet. You need to heal properly to recover.”

Beside him, Ji Ze and Lu Nuonuo nodded in agreement.

Helplessly, Jing Zheng had to sit back down in the wheelchair, “Aren’t you going to fly kites then?”

“We’ll fly the kites–but Uncle is more important–”

Lu Nuonuo took out a candy from her little candy pouch, unwrapped the candy paper and fed it to him, “Uncle needs to be good–”

The sweet taste spread in his bitter mouth.

Jing Zheng touched her hair, “Okay, Uncle will listen to everything our Nuonuo says.”

At this moment, Ji Muye, who had just finished his work in the country and had come in haste to celebrate his daughter’s birthday, got out of the car and saw from afar the three children gathered around the wheelchair.

Ji Ze was the first to see him, “Daddy–”

Hearing his voice, Ji Chao and Lu Nuonuo turned and looked towards him.

The man walked towards them with long strides.

Jing Zheng pursed his lips, his eyes filled with unspoken disdain.

Even though Little Dumpling had not yet called him Daddy, seeing him here still upset his heart.

After all, an entire floor of rooms in the castle manor was reserved for Jing Zheng.

He, Lu Xining, and Lu Nuonuo were the real family.

Ji Ze came running over with Lu Nuonuo’s little butterfly kite, asking for assistance, “Daddy, this is sister’s kite. Can you help us fly it high into the sky?”

The man did not refuse the child’s request.

Undoing his suit button, loosening his tie, Ji Muye flying kites in bespoke attire, amidst the cheers of the three children, successfully got all three kites up in the air.

Lu Xining, Ming Yuan, and Gong Yunxue rarely gathered like this and were having afternoon tea in the garden.

Hearing the children’s voices, they all looked over.

Then they saw…

Lu Nuonuo, while praising Ji Muye, “Wow! Uncle is so cool–”

At the same time, she handed over the control line of the kite to Jing Zheng, her smile bright and cheerful, “Let’s play together, Uncle.”

Jing Zheng, who had been quite jealous seeing Lu Nuonuo and Ji Muye having such fun, was appeased by Little Dumpling just like that.

He looked at Ji Muye provocatively, “See? Nuonuo likes me, her uncle, more.”

Ji Muye: “Just caring for the patient.”

A provoked Jing Zheng: “…”

That afternoon.

He was comparing who mattered more in Little Dumpling’s heart with Ji Muye.

Lu Nuonuo, elegant in catering to them equally, after pacifying one, would continue to coax the other.

It was not until Lu Xining appeared that she immediately abandoned the two men and ran into her mother’s arms.

She looked up and cooed, “Mommy, adults are so hard to please–”