Chapter 59 -59: Song Henian, Long Time No See
“Lu Xining, long time no see.”
Song Henian had just woken up not long ago, his voice was somewhat hoarse, and his gaze upon her was clearly one of astonishment, mixed with an untraceable light.
He had always been aloof and indifferent, but now he was smiling gently at her, his face pale, showing the frailty of someone who had just recovered from a serious illness.
When she suddenly saw him, Lu Xining was taken aback.
She quickly recovered.
Clutching the tie in her palm, she smiled brightly at him, “Long time no see, Song Henian.”
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The man’s gaze faltered slightly, “You already know?”
Lu Xining nodded, “It was your father who asked me to bring you here.”
Song Henian fell silent for a long while before saying, “Thank you.”
Ever since she married Ji Muye, the two of them hadn’t seen each other.
After counting, it had been six or seven years.
The long period of absence created a subtle distance between them, and they looked at each other in silence for a long time.
To Ji Muye, watching this scene was like seeing her reunited with her first love after a long separation.
“Daddy, you’re hugging me too tightly.”
Ji Ze’s voice brought Ji Muye back to his senses, and he loosened his grip, gently patting his back to comfort him.
Song Henian’s gaze crossed the distance and collided with his.
The man in the distance exuded a stronger aura than before, his mere presence was something one couldn’t ignore.
Even before he returned to the Song Family, he knew that Lu Xining and Ji Muye had divorced.
Two years ago, they separated.
Two years ago, he returned to the Song Family in Jingzhou.
The contest of gazes between the two men was brief.
Ji Muye, in his black suit, emanated a powerful aura that made him utterly unapproachable, like a turbulent wave, his very presence overwhelming everything else.
Those deep, dark eyes were as fierce as a soaring hawk, proud and oppressive.
He quietly stared at Song Henian, a slight cold smile playing on his lips, piercing through the hidden secrets and emotions in his heart.
Holding Ji Ze with one arm, the sunlight casting a golden light on his shoulder, his gaze was as chilling as frost.
His thoughts wandered back to their wedding night.
Tasting the forbidden fruit, he plowed tirelessly, navigating the depths with her, soaring high again and again.
In the end, Lu Xining was too exhausted to even lift her fingers, her almond eyes reddened, filled with accusations, unbelievingly staring at him.
“You’re not supposed to… mm!”
Before she could finish, reason went offline again.
In the end, he carried her to bathe, and then back to bed.
By then, dawn was approaching.
He stepped out to the balcony to cool down and saw Song Henian’s lonely silhouette leaning against his car door, looking up towards the third floor of their villa.
That was their first confrontation; Ji Muye did not take Song Henian seriously, considering him a loser.
But during an accidental encounter later on,
This man struck a fatal blow to his marriage!
His once stable life was overturned by a raging storm, step by step leading to where they stood now.
A sharp gaze pierced from behind.
Lu Xining turned around and collided with a dense, foggy darkness in his eyes, bewildered by what she saw.
Why did his gaze suggest she was a cheating wife?
How could that be…
Why would Ji Muye be possessive of her?
Rather, it was Song Henian, his eyes half-lowered, lost in thought.
Jing Zheng’s gaze shuffled between the three, his clear bright eyes glinting with successful scheming, especially when he saw Ji Muye’s increasingly dark expression, his lips curled in a pleased smile.
Lu Nuonuo’s eyes brightened upon seeing him, she let go of Ji Chao’s hand and rushed hurriedly towards him.
Her childish voice loudly called out to Jing Zheng.
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“Uncle—”
The little lad, pacing briskly, ran fast and threw himself into Jing Zheng’s arms, who had squatted down, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
“Uncle, I missed you.”
“Good boy, uncle missed you too,” Jing Zheng lifted Little Dumpling up, jokingly said, “Nuonuo, have you been eating a lot lately? Uncle can barely hold you now.”
Lu Nuonuo pouted, “Not heavy, uncle is weak.”
Jing Zheng: “…”
This kid has a mouth just like her mom.
Young, but unwilling to tolerate any grievances.
She avenges her grudges on the spot.
“You have to admit, Uncle was wrong, our Nuonuo isn’t fat at all.” Jing Zheng lifted her and spun her around, her laughter echoing like silver bells.
He carried Lu Nuonuo to Ji Muye, revealing a bright smile as if introducing himself for the first time.
“Hello, Mr. Ji, my name is Jing Zheng. I’m Sister Ning’s half-brother from different parents but as close as if from the same, and also Nuonuo’s uncle.”
To be precise,
Little Dumpling had seven or eight uncles, and three or four aunts, all of them were Lu Xining’s seniors or juniors.
But he was the most, most special one!
Because he was her only junior brother.
He waved to Ji Chao and Ji Ze and greeted them warmly.
“Hello, young handsome men.”
“I’m your mom’s little brother, Nuonuo’s uncle, rounding up, you could also call me uncle.”
“Right, ex… brother-in-law?”
Ji Muye’s eyes narrowed, a clear sense of danger and intimidation emanating from him.
His features were sharp as if carved with a knife, his eye sockets deep, nose high, and the profile of his face was like a piercing winter wind, dominant and imposing.
He snorted coldly.
Jing Zheng’s smile slightly retracted as he touched his nose, feeling completely overwhelmed.
…Such a fierce man deserves to be wifeless!
He avoided Ji Muye’s gaze and continued spinning Little Dumpling.
The little guy wasn’t afraid of heights at all and particularly enjoyed the game between them.
After a while,
Seeing the fine sweat on Jing Zheng’s forehead, Lu Xining came over to take her daughter from his arms, pinching her nose to tease her.
“Always wanting Uncle to lift you high, you mischievous girl.”
Little Dumpling hugged her neck, her laughter joyous, bluntly showing her fondness for Jing Zheng, who was utterly charmed by her.
It was about time.
Jing Zheng took Song Henian back to the hospital to rest.
Lu Xining, accompanied by her three children, also returned to the hospital, with Ji Muye following them silently, like their protector.
In fact, on his first day at the ZN Laboratory, Ji Muye had already obtained the geographical coordinates of this place.
Yan Dong had been keeping his men stationed around the lab’s perimeter.
Lu Xining was unaware of this.
When it was time to leave,
He comforted his two sons one last time and then glanced at Lu Xining.
She immediately tensed up, hair standing on end, feeling as though preyed upon by a wild beast, her body slightly stiffened, not turning to look back at him.
Ji Muye got into the lab’s designated car, the windows made of a special black material that obscured any view outside.
Twisting and turning for half an hour, they finally reached the outskirts of the lab.
A row of black cars had already neatly aligned there, a discreet black Maybach in the center.
Yan Dong, looking anxious, watched him get out of the car.
Ji Muye, during his days in the lab, hadn’t been able to contact anyone outside immediately.
If it weren’t for the fact that his GPS was functioning properly, Yan Dong would have suspected that his boss might have been disposed of by his ex-wife.
He hurriedly approached and said, “President Ji, Miss Liu has had an accident!”
A group rushed back to Jingzhou and went straight to the hospital.
Seeing the tragic state of Liu Xixi, even Ji Muye couldn’t help but frown, his face covered in scratches.
Intersecting lines of blood streaks were visible, horrifying to behold.
Upon closer inspection,
Not a single patch of Liu Xixi’s face was unmarred.
Seeing him, she broke down in sobs, tears stinging her damaged skin as they fell, making her want to cup her face but too pained to touch.
Liu Xixi, crying, accused Lu Xining of her misdeeds.
“Aye, my face is completely ruined!”
“Lu Xining, she did this to me!”