Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 187 - Bite Him
Chapter 187: Chapter 187 Bite Him
Chapter 187 -187 Bite Him
Before she could jerk her hand away from Ji Muye’s grasp, Lu Xining’s other hand was seized by Zhou Jiawang, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes darting back and forth in frustration.
Lu Xining: “Let go.”
She strained to pull her hand free but to no avail; instead, the grip tightened, and she was utterly speechless at the behavior of both men.
If being speechless had a form, at this very moment, three dark lines would surely have slid down Lu Xining’s forehead—when would these two men ever stop!
One was as indifferent as ice, the other as gentle as water; Ji Muye and Zhou Jiawang’s gazes collided in mid-air, neither loosening their hold on her.
Lu Xining gritted her teeth: “I’m going to say it one more time, let go!”
Zhou Jiawang, sensing the rage in her voice, released her hand first. Lowering his eyes to check her wrist, worried that his grip might have hurt her, little did he know that as soon as he let go, someone else pulled her away.
Ji Muye dragged her by the hand and walked outside.
Zhou Jiawang called out anxiously as he followed: “Ningning—Ji Muye, let her go, where are you taking her!”
A suppressive low pressure surrounded the man as he stepped out of the booth, scooped her up sideways into his arms, and strode briskly toward the entrance.
“Ji Muye, let me go!”
Lu Xining tried to pry his hands off forcefully; her nails scratched the back of his hand, yet he clenched her wrists tightly, as if he felt no pain.
A black Maybach was parked right at the entrance.
The driver’s pupils dilated upon seeing him emerge with a woman in his arms. When he recognized that the woman in Ji Muye’s arms was Lu Xining, he hurriedly opened the rear car door; his heart pounded, daring not to utter a single question.
With his right hand threading through her lower back, Ji Muye’s distinct and pale palm firmly held the wrists of both Lu Xining’s hands. Supporting her knee with his left arm, he secured her firmly in his embrace.
His black suit radiated a sharp chill in the night air, his brows deeply furrowed, focusing intently on the anger brimming in her eyes.
He glanced casually at the scratches on the back of his hand and gave a light scoff, “If that didn’t vent your anger, feel free to keep scratching.”
“Ji Muye, are you sick in the head!”
Lu Xining had no idea how this bastard could be so strong. Before, he was barely alive, fainting at the drop of a hat, yet now he was able to carry her and restrain both her wrists with just one hand.
The driver waited for him to get in the car before immediately closing the door.
Seeing Zhou Jiawang chasing out from behind, the driver didn’t even need a command from Ji Muye; he ran back to the driver’s seat, locked the car doors, stepped on the gas, and raised the privacy partition, quickly driving out of Zhou Jiawang’s sight.
Zhou Ziyue, who had followed closely behind, frowned and said, “Awang, why didn’t you say earlier that you were dining here, too?”
“If you had told me sooner, I wouldn’t have had to call in favors to reserve a private room; I could have just joined you… Awang, where are you going!”
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If it hadn’t been for Zhou Ziyue’s quick intervention, Zhou Jiawang would have caught up with Ji Muye long ago and wouldn’t have had to watch helplessly as Lu Xining was taken away.
Before leaving, he had instructed the restaurant waiter to charge the bill directly to his membership card. Now, he couldn’t hear a word Zhou Ziyue was saying; he found his car and sped off in a rush.
In the back seat of the black Maybach, Lu Xining, who was entrapped in the man’s embrace, felt like her eyes were about to spit fire.
She bit down fiercely on his neck!
Even as her mouth tasted the tang of iron, the man remained silent and unmoving, not so much as furrowing his brows, allowing her to vent her inner frustrations.
“Have you had enough? If not, bite here.”
Ji Muye presented the unscathed side of his neck to Lu Xining, his dark and profound eyes unblinkingly fixed on her.
With traces of blood on the corner of her mouth, and sensing the man’s unyielding grasp, she exclaimed angrily, “Ji Muye, what on earth are you doing?!”
He simply continued to watch her in silence.
The quiet inside the car was pierced only by her teeth-gritting struggles.
Time seemed to freeze at that moment.
As the man leaned in close, Lu Xining’s pupils froze abruptly, and she quickly turned her face away in disgust.
Suddenly, his voice resonated from above her head.
“Which time did you find unsatisfactory?”
Lu Xining was filled with confusion, not understanding what he meant.
“Tell me which time left you unsatisfied.”
He stared into her eyes and asked again.
Fireworks suddenly burst in her mind, and Lu Xining inexplicably remembered what Ming Yuan had said in the private room, along with her own response.
Lu Xining: “…”
So, had Ji Muye heard all those conversations?
The topic was somewhat sensitive and also somewhat awkward. Lu Xining pressed her lips tightly together, at a loss for where to even begin with her answer.
Explaining would be wrong, not explaining would be wrong too.
The awkward atmosphere spread inside the car, and she even felt somewhat afraid to look into Ji Muye’s eyes; his question had been too earnest.
“I…”
Lu Xining opened her mouth, then fell silent again.
“Which time did I not satisfy you? You were the one crying…”
“Ji Muye, enough!”
She turned her head and glared at him, forbidding him to go on.
But seeing the suppressed danger in his eyes caused her heart to tremble with worry that he would do something irrational to her, and she averted her gaze again.
He turned both her face and gaze back to him with a grave and contemplative tone, intent on getting to the bottom of things.
Ji Muye looked at her intently, “Not enough.”
In his view, the issues between them had been resolved, and since there had been affection once, they could reconcile.
Ji Muye just needed an opportunity.
An opportunity to clarify the matters between them.
And today was just the right time.
He kept fueling the anger in Lu Xining’s eyes, resolved to break the deadlock of having no more emotional ties between them.
“Since the hotel incident with Song Henian isn’t true, and I’ve clarified things about Liu Xixi, what else is there between us?”
“Why do you keep avoiding me? What can’t we resolve between us? Tell me, and I’ll resolve them one by one.”
The usually reticent man rarely spoke so much.
Ji Muye kept staring into Lu Xining’s eyes, not missing the slightest emotion in them, and used his work spirit on her, though his heart wasn’t as at ease as when discussing cooperation.
But this was not what Lu Xining was focusing on.
While he spoke those words, she was looking for an opportunity to break free from Ji Muye’s hold.
Just now, Ji Muye had used his left hand to turn Lu Xining’s face, causing the grip that was originally around her waist to loosen.
Now only his hand holding her wrist confined her.
Just then, Ji Muye reached out to grab the wooden carved box on the front console, which contained a hairpin he had someone custom-make for her.
Her eyes flickered, and taking advantage of his focus on the hairpin, she stepped on the back of the driver’s seat to propel herself, tensed her waist, and flipped nimbly. Her hands followed the motion and ended up draped around his neck.
The driver, noticing the commotion in the back seat, felt his face heating up, his ears turning red, surprised that President Ji was in such a rush, and he immediately floored the accelerator to drive forward.
And Lu Xining, under the man’s astonished gaze, gave a radiant smile and then…
Without hesitation!
Her knee fiercely thrust into the space between Ji Muye’s legs!
Lu Xining’s reputation as an ‘expert in bringing men down’ wasn’t for nothing.
“Hiss!”
Ji Muye’s calm expression suddenly twitched, gritting his molars as he looked at the woman in front who was still smiling.
Yet, what made it even more infuriating was her next sentence.
