Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 347: Muye, am I right?

Chapter 347: Chapter 347: Muye, am I right?

The children’s products sent by Shang Qing were all returned, completely unopened.

Sent back to the Beicheng Family’s original address.

Lu Xining could never use anything related to the Shang Family, not in this lifetime—never!

"Achoo! Achoo!"

Lu Xining has sneezed several times today.

She didn’t know if it was because of the changing seasons, but she felt that her sneezes today were unusually frequent.

Lu Nuonuo on the nearby sofa, hearing the noise, immediately put down her toy and ran back to the resting room. She found her children’s cold medicine from the drawer.

"Mommy, drink this."

Just as Lu Xining was about to pour a cup of hot water, she saw her daughter panting as she ran in and out, handing over the cold medicine she usually took, her eyes full of concern.

Patting the child’s hair, she smiled and said, "Mommy is fine, I don’t need to drink this."

Lu Nuonuo’s lips tightened as she thought of something else. She ran back to the resting room again and found a thermometer gun to test temperature.

She came back to Lu Xining, took her hand to sit down on the sofa, and motioning her to lower her head, she said, "Mommy, Nuonuo will take your temperature. If it turns red, you have to take the medicine."

Little Dumpling emulated what Lu Xining had done for her when she had a cold and fever—mimicking her actions with utmost seriousness.

When Fu Junhang arrived, he saw a worried and sighing Lu Nuonuo sitting on the sofa.

"What’s the matter? Who has upset our little princess?"

Having changed clothes inside, Lu Xining came out just in time to hear Fu Junhang’s words, and said with a laugh, "She’s concerned that I’ve caught a cold and even took my temperature but still feels uneasy. She insists that I take cold medicine, but I refuse, and now she’s worried."

Fu Junhang sat down on the sofa, picked Lu Nuonuo up to sit on his lap, and teasingly said, "Our Nuonuo is concerned about mommy, right?"

Little Dumpling nodded her head and said, "I only have one mommy, you know."

"The TV dramas say that a child without a mommy is like a piece of straw that gets blown away by the wind."

She shook her head and sighed again, resembling an adult in her mannerisms.

Recently, when Lu Xining has been busy with experimental work, her daughter has been taken care of by the female assistant.

Lu Xining, recalling the family drama the assistant had been watching lately, twitched the corner of her mouth and asked, "Lu Nuonuo, haven’t you been watching family dramas with Auntie Selena again?"

"Mommy, what’s a family drama?"

She didn’t know.

Only after convincing her daughter that she wasn’t sick and didn’t need to take her children’s cold medicine, did Lu Xining have the time to ask Fu Junhang the reason for his visit.

"Haozi sent a message."

"He’s currently abroad, and recently several groups of people have been asking around for his whereabouts. He can’t come back to the country."

Lu Xining nodded in agreement with his decision, "It’s safer for him abroad than in the country."

Noticing she had changed clothes, Fu Junhang asked, "Are you going out?"

However, Lu Xining shook her head. Thinking of the phone call she received that morning, she frankly said, "It’s not me who’s going out, but someone is coming over."

"Does Zhuang Tian know? That Miss Zhuang from the Beicheng Zhuang Family, she suddenly said she has matters and wants to come over for a visit."

"What’s she coming for? We have no cooperation with the Zhuang Family, and she even ordered an attack on you before. How does she have the face to come visit?"

Fu Junhang disliked anyone who had hurt someone close to him, and this Beicheng Zhuang Family wasn’t clean either—their background was filled with complicated and winding matters.

"Not sure."

Lu Xining continued, "Since she sent the invitation openly and honorably, it’s fine to meet her."

The landline phone in the room suddenly rang.

The female assistant informed, "Professor Lu, there is a Miss Zhuang Tian who said she had an appointment with you today at three o’clock."

Lu Xining: "Let her come over."

However, what she didn’t expect was that Zhuang Tian didn’t come alone; she brought along a counterfeit with her.

A counterfeit of Ji Muye.

Looking closely at the other person’s build and facial features, unless someone is particularly familiar with Ji Muye, they would probably be convinced by his disguise and acting.

"Miss Lu, long time no see."

Lu Xining: "Long time no see."

The last time they met was at Huang Shaosheng’s auction, where Zhuang Tian won the final piece with "Ji Muye’s" three hundred million.

Spending three hundred million in a fit of passion for a beauty had been a hot topic on the internet recently.

Many netizens were looking forward to the good news between the Ji Family and the Zhuang Family.

A domineering CEO with both looks and wealth, matched with a noble heiress of equal beauty and family background—the fans’ CP fictions had already serialized to the birth of their children.

Lu Nuonuo was taken to play in another room by Fu Junhang.

In the tranquil office, Zhuang Tian looked at the green forest outside the floor-to-ceiling window and remarked, "Miss Lu, you have a really nice view here."

In this season, the trees in Beicheng were all bare due to the strong winds; it was hard to find such lush greenery.

Lu Xining didn’t believe she came just to enjoy the scenery. After briefly indulging in small talk, Lu Xining directly pierced into the heart of the matter, "Miss Zhuang, is there something that brings you here today?"

"I’m here to invite you to my engagement party with Muye. Here is the invitation."

Throughout the entire time, the counterfeit accompanying Zhuang Tian never looked directly at Lu Xining, his affectionate gaze constantly on Zhuang Tian.

So similar! It was incredibly alike!

Lu Xining raised an eyebrow, but didn’t expose the counterfeit’s identity.

She couldn’t quite understand Zhuang Tian’s actions. To invite the "fiancé’s" ex-wife to one’s own engagement party—was she troubled by something?

Zhuang Tian was unaware that Lu Xining had already seen through the counterfeit’s identity.

Her eyes fixed on Lu Xining’s expression, she seemed very concerned about the thoughts of her predecessor.

Lu Xining took the exquisite invitation personally handed to her by Zhuang Tian, and upon opening it, she saw her own name: [Cordially inviting Miss Lu Xining and family to the engagement party of Miss Zhuang Tian and Mr. Ji Muye.]

Each stroke resembled Ji Muye’s handwriting.

If it weren’t for the fact that the real Ji Muye’s pen strokes on certain characters were sharper, she might have believed the authenticity of this engagement party invitation.

Seeing her gaze linger on the invitation, Zhuang Tian turned to glance at the silent "Ji Muye" beside her and said somewhat shyly, "The names on this are all handwritten by Muye."

"There are many guests invited, and I originally thought of hiring someone to write on our behalf, but he insisted that his own handwriting would be more sincere and the blessings received would be more genuine."

Lu Xining closed the invitation in her hand, meeting Zhuang Tian’s expressionless eyes and agreed with a smile, "Indeed, handwriting it yourself is more genuine. However, isn’t it a bit inauspicious to invite me, his ex-wife, to the event?"

She didn’t quite understand Zhuang Tian’s thought process.

Real or fake, inviting his ex-wife to their engagement party was somewhat problematic.

Upon hearing this, Zhuang Tian quickly responded, "How could it be! After all, you are the mother of the two children. With your blessing, our family will be even happier."

She turned to the man beside her and said, "Muye, am I right?"