Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 319 Don’t Turn on the Light!

Chapter 319: Chapter 319 Don’t Turn on the Light!

As expected, the man won yet another all-in bet.

A few more sharp-eyed enforcers were noticeably present among the surrounding crowd, but the seated man seemed unaware.

Given his nature of never entering a battle unprepared, he must have had other plans in place.

Lu Xining didn’t plan on meddling, and just as she was about to turn around and leave, she was forcefully pushed towards the man in front of her.

She managed to steady herself in time by grabbing the back of a chair and turned to look for the instigator, only to be met with blank stares from the surrounding crowd.

The force was strong, but the palm that had pushed her lower back wasn’t large.

According to Lu Xining’s judgment, the person was either a woman or a shorter, frail man.

The people surrounding her were all tall, their attention fixated on the table where the points had been revealed, unaware of the commotion near her.

"That’s it! Your luck today is defying the heavens, kid!"

"Are you still playing or not? Whether it’s going big or going small next, we’ll follow your bets."

The man spread his arms, scooping the chips back in front of him, and with a deep and robust laugh said, "That’s enough, that’s enough. The money I’ve won today can buy plenty of good drinks. When I’m out of money for booze, I’ll come back."

As he turned sideways, he caught a glimpse of Lu Xining leaving and finally felt relief in his once anxious heart.

Winning chips was easy, but taking all of them away was not.

He had been coming here for several days, winning for three days in a row, and already caught the attention of the house.

Seeing people gradually converging around him, he slightly furrowed his brow, pretending not to see and jovially greeted others, taking the chips to a specific exchange spot.

However, soon after getting the money, he was blocked at the entrance to the men’s restroom.

"Kid, I’ve had my eye on you for days. You think you can waltz out of my establishment without paying tribute?"

The Bald Man reached out to pat his face, but his wrist was fiercely grabbed by the man, twisted and pinned down, and with a crack, an intense pain swept through his heart.

In the following instant, the man also struck the Bald Man’s knee with a powerful kick, sending him flying onto a chair.

"My hand! What are you idiots standing there for? Get him, all of you!"

"Wreck this kid’s arms and legs for me!"

Lu Xining had not gone far and stood with her arms crossed at a quiet corner, watching the commotion with a cold expression, contemplating the reason for Ji Muye’s presence here.

If he intended to tread that thorny path to the top, why would he appear in this chaotic place?

From afar, Ji Muye sensed her gaze and locking eyes, he knew Lu Xining had recognized him.

After kicking away the last man who charged at him, he quickly turned and left in the opposite direction.

"What are you looking at?"

Cheng Cang’s voice appeared behind her like a ghostly presence, his eyes following her gaze towards the direction Ji Muye had left.

Lu Xining spoke leisurely, "Watching the outnumbered tiger turning on its attackers."

Fights were a daily occurrence in this place, and as long as they didn’t spill over in front of him, Cheng Cang usually didn’t concern himself with them.

This was one of the reasons why his subordinates were so brazen.

She sidestepped to avoid his approach and furrowed her brows, "Aren’t you going to do something about it?"

Cheng Cang suddenly smiled, "About what? The underlings need to scrape some perks for themselves; otherwise, who would bother working hard, right?"

Coarse as his words were, the logic held.

Yet what could be of such interest in this place that Ji Muye had to come in disguise to investigate personally?

"I’m tired. Take me back."

"There are plenty of empty rooms upstairs, you could stay here if you don’t mind."

Lu Xining without hesitation responded, "I mind."

As she left, something from Lu Xining’s sleeve fell to the ground.

After people left, a shadowy figure came to the spot where she stood, picked up the item she had dropped, and quickly blended into the crowd, soon disappearing.

After coming out of the freight elevator again, Lu Xining’s mood had clearly changed.

"Brother Cang." The young mechanic respectfully handed over the sports car keys.

The black sports car sped through the winding mountain roads in the wilderness.

The car’s speed kept increasing, and it looked like it was going to crash into the mountain ahead, but Cheng Cang kept an eye on the movements of the passenger in the corner of his vision.

However, Lu Xining remained unfazed, silently watching the night scene flying backward outside the window.

Contemplating everything she had seen tonight in her mind.

The speed of the car gradually slowed down, and a man’s off-key voice came from beside her, "You’re not even scared."

Lu Xining: "Being bold has always been one of my strengths."

The first half of the journey was as fast as the second half was difficult, just like this man’s unpredictable mood, his thoughts inscrutable.

Lu Xining didn’t return to Yunqiao Village but planned to make do on the sofa in the office at the Fuxian ZN Research Facility for the night.

When the sports car’s brakes sliced through the silence of the night, the vehicle came to a steady stop in front of the central building of the ZN Research Facility.

Cheng Cang got out of the car, intending to escort her up.

As Lu Xining was about to decline, she heard him say, "Since I took you out, I must bring you back safely, right?"

"You need to have a clear recognition of your own beauty; no one can resist your charm and allure."

Those words sounded truly greasy, and Lu Xining made a vomiting gesture.

The man’s eyes slightly lifted, his lips lightly licked, "I’ll leave as soon as I escort you upstairs, hoping to get your response soon."

Lu Xining heard the implied meaning in his words.

She looked up seriously and said, "Cheng Cang, this show of sincerity is not enough. What you want is the bracelet in my hand, right?"

The mountain breeze was cool, the moonlight even more so, pure and tranquil.

The jade bracelet on the woman’s delicate wrist shimmered translucently under the moonlight, but Cheng Cang’s gaze focused on her fair wrist.

"Hold on a second."

As she was about to leave, Cheng Cang took a folder from the car and handed it to her, saying, "You’ll know I wasn’t lying to you once you’ve read it."

Due to Lu Xining’s insistence, the man only escorted her to the elevator entrance in the end.

Only after hearing the sports car starting up outside did Lu Xining carry the items and enter the elevator, quickly returning to the office.

As soon as she pushed the door and entered, she sensed something was off in the room. She inhaled silently and smelled a faint scent of blood in the dark air.

Lu Xining’s hand was on the light switch at the entrance, hesitating for a moment before deciding to turn on the office light.

The man who had just left the garage was now sitting on the floor next to the sofa, leaning against it, one leg stretched out and the other bent, hand resting on the knee, looking up towards the door when he heard a noise.

"Don’t turn on the light."

But as soon as he finished speaking, Lu Xining at the door had already turned on the light, the blinding brightness making him momentarily turn his head to the floor, and only after adjusting to the light did he look up at Lu Xining by the door.

"There are people watching me downstairs; not turning on the lights would make them more suspicious."

She explained softly, placing the documents she was holding on a nearby shelf and hanging up her coat before walking over.

The closer she got, the more she could smell the blood on him. The last time he appeared in Jingzhou, he was also covered in wounds.

Lu Xining stood in front of him, looking down at the man in a disheveled state, his face covered with special makeup that obscured his real appearance.

It was evident that the person who did his disguise was very skilled.

Apart from the bald spot on his head, nothing else on this face was related to Ji Muye, nor could it be considered handsome.

Lu Xining sat down on the adjacent sofa and saw the key that she had intentionally left in a dark corner on the coffee table.

He indeed had picked it up and brought it back.