Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!
Chapter 450 Nuonuo: Give me a hot bath~

Chapter 450: Chapter 450 Nuonuo: Give me a hot bath~

Cheng Cang saw her pause and asked suspiciously, "What did he say?"

"He said the person arrived, but the task wasn’t accomplished."

Lu Xining began to carefully scrutinize Cheng Cang’s appearance, seriously examining him. He indeed resembled Secretary Cheng to some extent.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" He had a bad premonition, a chill running down his spine.

She told him the words she hadn’t spoken: "That person added that your son is also here."

Cheng Cang was silent: "..."

In the past, Lu Xining only knew that Cheng Cang and his brother Cheng Jin were half-brothers, sharing the same mother but different fathers. He followed his mother to marry into Fuxian, and no one knew who his biological father was.

Looking at him now, his expression clearly didn’t reflect ignorance about his father’s identity.

"So, is this the reason Shang Lvxing wants to ’borrow you’?"

Because he is Secretary Cheng’s biological son, his identity would at least guarantee his life during incidents in the Xi Family’s back hills?

Mentioning Secretary Cheng, the man would think of his own mother.

Though Cheng Jin’s father was quite incompetent, he was still relatively good to his mother when they first got married. But after she got pregnant with Cheng Jin, his attitude drastically changed.

It was constant beating or scolding, and even he, the child dragged along, didn’t fare much better.

He sighed and truthfully spoke to Lu Xining.

"... I wanted to report this domestic abuser and have him arrested, but mother insisted on enduring for Cheng Jin’s sake. Later on, an accident happened, and they both died in a car crash."

Cheng Cang later met his foster father and only then learned what a normal life should be like.

Lu Xining listened in silence, also observing that he had no desire to be involved with Secretary Cheng, so she didn’t press on the issue.

Instead, he smiled as he spoke, not minding at all, "He and my mother had no affection; I was just the result of an accident, and after that, there were no ties."

Cheng Cang’s mother told him not to hate his father.

It was because of their disparity in status that things turned out the way they did.

"When I was little, he sent someone to find me, asking if I wanted to come to Beicheng and live with him."

Cheng Cang leaned back, gazing at the car roof, his eyes momentarily blurred.

He recounted, "I saw that man’s neatly pressed suit and always felt he wasn’t from the same world as me."

A biological father wanted his son to come over, yet didn’t even bother to pick him up in person. The word ’father’ no longer held any significance in young Cheng Cang’s heart.

Secretary Cheng left them a sum of money and never sent anyone over to find them again.

As he grew up, Cheng Cang worked for the Chu Family, traveling back and forth.

He encountered Secretary Cheng twice in Beicheng, but by then, he was already accompanied by a wife and daughter.

The car drove smoothly.

The outside temperature wasn’t high, and the car’s air conditioning was running continuously.

Once the tension eased, it was easy to feel sleepy.

Lu Xining listened quietly to him pour his heart out, thinking about her own mother. In some ways, Cheng Cang’s mother’s experiences were similar to her mother’s.

The man’s voice grew softer and softer. When she turned to look, she found that Cheng Cang had already fallen asleep.

On the other side of Beicheng.

To avoid exposing their identity, Ji Muye was fully armed, not showing his true face, and Ma Sai did the same.

They connected with their brothers who had found the evidence, quickly leaving the scene, only to find themselves surrounded by people lying in ambush as soon as their car turned around.

Sitting quietly in one of the cars behind them, Secretary Cheng commanded these men to catch Ji Muye and his group in one sweep.

Both sides engaged in a deadly struggle.

That night, many parts of Beicheng weren’t very peaceful.

But there was one exception.

In a warmly decorated princess room, only a small lamp with a warm yellow light was on by the bedside.

Lu Nuonuo was sleeping alone on a very large bed.

She wore a familiar onesie, listening to Su Jingguo tell her a bedtime story. But the more she listened, the more awake she became, unable to help but say, "Great-Grandpa, the way you tell stories is so serious, Nuonuo can’t fall asleep."

"Serious?" Su Jingguo sat on the chair by the window, frowning in reflection.

He hadn’t realized that his storytelling voice was serious; after all, he had tried to lower his voice and slow his pace.

Little Dumpling inched forward, close to the bed’s edge, holding onto one of Su Jingguo’s fingers, saying, "Great-Grandpa, stop telling stories. Nuonuo can put herself to sleep."

Su Jingguo raised an eyebrow: This child has such ability?

"Great-Grandpa, pat my back."

He did as she said, gently patting Lu Nuonuo’s back. Under the warm yellow light by the bed, he meticulously examined the child’s features.

Children look different at different stages.

As they grow up, their features will more closely resemble those of their parents.

Su Jingguo noticed she looked quite like Ji Muye, who in some respects, resembled him. By that logic, wasn’t this little dumpling growing to look like him as well?

The more he looked at this child, the more fond he became.

Lu Nuonuo was true to her word, and soon after, she lulled herself to sleep.

Su Jingguo tucked the child in, raised the guardrails around the bed, turned off the light, and left the room.

The butler waiting outside the door hurriedly came to assist him.

"Assign someone to guard outside the child’s room, and handle any disturbances immediately."

"Mr. Su, rest assured, everything has been arranged."

Remembering the other two great-grandsons, Su Jingguo was about to check on them when the butler quickly said, "The two little masters went to sleep right after class."

Su Jingguo nodded, deciding not to disturb them upon hearing that they were asleep.

He remarked sentimentally, "These two children, though their personalities are quite different, they complement each other well and will definitely make something of themselves in the future."

"Yes, Young Master Xiao Chao has a steady nature, and although Young Master Xiao Ze is a bit lively, he listens to his brother and dotes on his sister, quick-minded and adaptable."

The butler helped him back to his room.

Thinking of how he was blessed with three bright and well-behaved great-grandchildren at his age, Su Jingguo’s face was full of satisfaction.

"Their mother is an intelligent person, which is why the children turned out this way."

Though Su Jingguo’s words to Lu Xining were stern, he had a high opinion of her.

It was evident that she was a strong-willed person with considerable abilities.

Just thinking of Little Dumpling’s friendliness from their first meeting and her soft calls of ’Great-Grandpa,’ his heart was filled with warmth.

"Make sure to help her and don’t let Xi Juan’s people harm her."

Su Jingguo did not wish to see his great-grandsons and great-granddaughter sad.

"What about the children’s father..."

They had reached the room’s entrance.

Su Jingguo paused for a moment and said, "Boys need to go through more trials."

"Understood." The butler assisted him back into the room for a rest.

The next morning before dawn.

Awoken by the Beicheng heating, Lu Nuonuo rubbed her eyes and, holding her pink little fox, went to find someone.

She found that her brother’s room was also warm and cozy.

She quickly exited and intended to ask Great-Grandpa to switch rooms, only to find there was no heating in his room, which felt comfortable for her.

With a lifestyle and habits of constant vigilance, Su Jingguo knew as soon as the child entered the room.

The maid outside the door was just about to take the child away when she received a signal from inside and quietly withdrew.

Little Dumpling quietly opened the room door, made sure Great-Grandpa wasn’t awake, and let out a small breath of relief.

Like the little cousin stealing cheese in the Tom and Jerry cartoons, she tiptoed and quickly ran to the sofa at the foot of Su Jingguo’s bed.

Lu Nuonuo tossed the little fox onto the sofa at the bed’s end, nimbly climbed onto the sofa, and lay down with a satisfied smile.

Wow! Finally, it’s not as hot as her room!

She had almost thought she was going to be cooked ~ It was really hot and steaming!

Great-Grandpa’s room was so much cooler and more comfortable.

Recalling her mom saying that not covering her belly button might cause her to catch a cold, Little Dumpling pulled the blanket over herself and turned over, closing her eyes to sleep again.

Embracing a "buffet-style" sleep.

Su Jingguo, who had been watching to see the little dumpling’s actions, was deep in thought: ... Is that it?