Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 256 - Chapter 256 Chapter 256 Time to Settle Accounts

Chapter 256: Chapter 256: Time to Settle Accounts Chapter 256: Chapter 256: Time to Settle Accounts An hour of chaos had passed.

Fortunately, besides a slight fever, Lu Nuonuo exhibited no other symptoms.

Lu Xining changed her daughter into clean clothes and kissed her soft little face, “Nuonuo, are you tired? If you’re sleepy, go to sleep, Mommy and Uncle will watch over you.”

The feverish Little Dumpling was still a bit drowsy.

But seeing her worried mother above her, she nuzzled her small face and nodded like a pecking chick.

She mumbled, “Mommy, Uncle, don’t be scared, Nuonuo loves you.”

Beside them, Jing Zheng turned his face away, his eyes reddening with the comforting words of the soft Little Dumpling, his hatred for the Zhou Family surging to the crown of his head–how could they lay their hands on such a small child!

Lu Xining maintained her calm in front of her child, gently patting her back and humming a lullaby.

Little Dumpling soon fell into a sweet sleep in her mother’s arms.

Once her daughter was fast asleep, Lu Xining carefully placed her back on the sickbed and left Jing Zheng to take care of her.

As she stepped out of the ward, her expression shifted from sunny to stormy, her red lips under her tall nose tight with restraint.

Waiting outside the door, Ji Muye knew he didn’t carry the same weight as Lu Xining or Jing Zheng, so he stayed outside.

He stood guard at the ward’s entrance.

Through the window, he watched his small daughter, silent and repressed.

He knew what Lu Xining was about to do.

The years of accrued debts with the Zhou Family were long overdue for a settlement.

Meeting the man’s profound gaze, Lu Xining offered no words.

She directly instructed Fu Junhang to bring men and equipment, and dozens of cars majestically made their way to the Zhou Family’s residence.

Elsewhere, Zhou Jiawang had just taken his grandmother and aunt to the hospital when he heard that Lu Xining was leading a group to the Zhou Family.

Feng Suli had just returned Gou Shanmu to the small building to rest, and when she came back hoping to speak with Zhou Zhenqing, she learned from the butler that he had left the house.

Leaving at this time, there was no need to guess; it was to meet the fox outside.

As Feng Suli’s face turned ashen with the urge to smash things, the sound of bodyguards being knocked to the floor came from outside.

She asked sharply, “What’s going on?”

The butler rushed in to report, “It’s–it’s Miss Lu; she’s come knocking.”

Feng Suli: “???”

Changing out of her formal dress, Lu Xining, in a black windbreaker and long pants, bore a face of chilling intent.

She walked in and took a seat in the main chair, Feng Suli wary of Fu Junhang who followed close behind, wanted to scold but lowered her voice instead.

“The child has already been taken back by you, what are you doing here?”

Lu Xining took a silver gun from Fu Junhang, and with a bang, a bullet grazed Feng Suli’s cheek and blew through the vase behind her into the wall.

Seeing the shattered vase, Feng Suli immediately fell silent.

With an icy smile on her lips, Lu Xining fired two more shots, scaring Feng Suli stiff.

Feng Suli ground her teeth, “What exactly do you want to do!”

Blowing on the gun muzzle, Lu Xining looked up with a smile that was not quite a smile and asked in return, “I didn’t hit you, so why are you so angry?”

Feng Suli choked back a surge of rage.

Her eyes were as cold as ice, and the silver gun in her hand aimed at Feng Suli’s brow.

“Half an hour.”

“If Zhou Ni Juan, Zhou Zhenqing, Gou Ruibo, Gou Shanmu don’t show up…”

“I’ll offer you… to the heavens.”

Lu Xining spoke very slowly, enunciating each word lightly, but her almond eyes were deep, and the coldness reached right to the soul.

The living room of the Zhou Family fell eerily silent, as if time itself was frozen.

Hearing her words, the butler immediately trembled, took out his phone, and hurriedly called Zhou Zhenqing and Zhou Jiawang.

The Zhou Family had a good location, with ample amenities around, and the nearest hospital was less than half an hour’s drive away.

Zhou Jiawang, receiving the call and looking at the still-lit operating room, had a pale face.

Zhou Ziyue was currently undergoing surgery inside.

And Zhou Ni Juan had just been wheeled out of the operating room, still not awake.

Zhou Zhenqing, who had just arrived at the five-star hotel to accompany his mistress and son, received a call from the butler as he entered.

He did not care about the life and death of Feng Suli.

But the repeated provocations of Lu Xining against the Zhou Family had displeased him!

Gou Shanmu had just taken a bath and was lying in bed when the Zhou Family’s bodyguards violently knocked on the door.

Fearing that the madwoman might cause trouble, the butler had the bodyguards tell her that it was Zhou Jiawang who invited her to the main building.

Gou Shanmu immediately got up from the bed, her eyes shining with joy, “I’ll be right there!”

She headed straight for the walk-in closet, picking out clothes and doing her makeup.

Gou Ruibo, having received a message from the Zhou Family’s butler, was on his way to the airport.

For him, the burning of real estate and goods in Port City was not the most important thing; what mattered most was the batch of goods burning overseas.

“Boss, the young lady is in trouble!”

Gou Ruibo was furious, “Damn that Zhou Family! Take people with you; we’re going to settle accounts with the Zhou Family!”

Like a quail, Feng Suli shrunk onto a single seater, the butler’s voice ringing in her ears as he continued contacting people.

Lu Xining did not care how the butler of the Zhou Family notified others, she only waited for the final outcome.

On the coffee table in front of her, there was a countdown timer.

The first ten minutes passed.

Lu Xining glanced at Fu Junhang, who nodded back.

With a sky-raising explosion, the ferry at the Zhou Family’s dock burst into flames, and a new batch of goods were all sunk into the sea.

There was only one day left to their delivery, and the penalty was ten times the value of the goods.

The second ten minutes passed.

The Zhou Family’s properties in country C were reported and seized on the spot.

Before the third ten minutes arrived, Lu Xining leisurely toyed with the remote control in her hand, calmly waiting for time to pass.

Zhou Jiawang was the first to rush back to the Zhou Family home, but he did not bring the comatose Zhou Ni Juan back.

He still harbored expectations for Lu Xining’s threats, hoping to persuade her, or to take it upon himself, thereby alleviating her rage.

But hearing the reports of accidents on the other end of the phone, the color drained from his face.

During the hours of Nuonuo’s accident, the industries of the Zhou and Gou Families faced continual problems, and the last string in his mind snapped completely at this moment.

Hearing all this, Zhou Zhenqing threw his phone against the wall, terrifying his mistress into trembling.

He bellowed, “Back to the Zhou Family at once!”

Little did he know, as soon as he left the hotel, the mistress and illegitimate child upstairs were equally forcibly taken away.

Time mercilessly passed by.

The moment Zhou Jiawang entered, Lu Xining pressed the button on her remote control.

Just as Gou Shanmu, dressed to the nines, stepped out of the walk-in closet, she saw Zhou Jiawang’s car from afar.

Unable to wait, she dashed downstairs, running towards the road to the main Zhou Family building, still angry that the servants and bodyguards in the small building had vanished, when a wave of heat struck from behind.

A massive fireball tumbled, lighting the entire night sky on a cold autumn night.

Deafening explosions resounded through the heavens.

A powerful blast wave instantly engulfed everything nearby.

Gou Shanmu tumbled to the ground in a pitiful state, her limbs in a skirt all wounded, her eyes filled with panic and fear.

If she had exited a bit later…

Zhou Jiawang too was shocked by the explosion outside, unbelievingly staring at the calm and composed Lu Xining on the sofa, whose eyes were cold and devoid of warmth.

The guesthouse arranged by the Zhou Family was a considerable distance from the main building.

The men brought by Fu Junhang were infamous on a global black list in country C, able to pinpoint attacks to the square foot.

Lu Xining put down the remote control, her voice cold, “I hate it when people are late.”