Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 135 - How did this person come from Port City?

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Chapter 135: Chapter 135 How did this person come from Port City?

Although Old Sir Ji let Zhang Yuzhi into the house, deep down he still despised her as a home-wrecker.

After Mr. Ji and she got married, he directly cut off his card.

Old Sir Ji made it clear if they wanted to have a wedding ceremony, they could find a place and do it secretly, as he absolutely would not allow the Ji Family’s name to be used to give Zhang Yuzhi any benefits!

Later, Old Sir Ji even made Mr. Ji move from the main house to a smaller building next door and forbade him from taking any of the valuable collections from the old house, only allowing him to take clothes from the wardrobe.

Although the quality of life after the second marriage plummeted, for ordinary people, Mr. Ji’s life was still lush.

On the other side of the small building was the house where the servants lived, which was identical in shape and layout to the one Mr. Ji lived in.

Even the wages for the servants serving Mr. Ji in that small building had to be borne by him alone, and his daily expenses came from an independent account.

As for Zhang Yuzhi, Old Sir Ji would not give her any living expenses.

Whoever married the wife was responsible for supporting her.

The Ji Family would only cover Ji Tingran’s educational expenses. However, Old Sir Ji decreed that Mr. Ji was not allowed to spend money to send her to private school and she could not inherit any property from the Ji Family after reaching adulthood.

Thus, Ji Tingran attended ordinary schools from childhood. Although the university she eventually enrolled in was only a third-tier university, she managed to meet some wealthy second-generation students from other small cities through dating and making money.

From the day Ji Muye formally took over Shi’an Group, Mr. Ji was forced to retire from the headquarters, receiving only a fixed monthly dividend.

As for the loyal subordinates under Mr. Ji, they were swiftly cleaned out by Ji Muye’s decisive methods.

Shi’an Group now belonged entirely to Ji Muye.

Naturally, Mr. Ji was not willing to be kicked out of Shi’an Group and wanted to struggle and resist, but was directly squashed by Ji Muye on the beach, going back to being a layabout who collected a fixed monthly dividend.

For Mr. Ji, who was used to spending money lavishly, life now felt like falling from heaven to the lowest depths, unbearably tough.

So when Ji Muye declared it, Mr. Ji, who was lavishly enjoying his travels abroad, prepared to settle the bill only to find his card was frozen!

He took out another card and found the funds in it were also frozen, furious, he immediately called the bank, only to discover later that all this was his own son’s doing.

Mr. Ji hurriedly called Ji Muye’s work phone, but no one answered; the second time he called, it already showed as switched off.

As a biological father, not having his son’s personal number was laughable enough to make one’s teeth fall out.

With no other choice, Mr. Ji could only call Shi’an Group’s president’s office.

The person who answered was Yan Dong, who happened to have Ji Muye’s work phone right there.

Upon confirming that Ji Muye had stopped his card, Mr. Ji’s anger flared up, and he shouted, “What right does Ji Muye have to stop my card!”

Yan Dong: “Mr. Ji, I really don’t know the reason, but maybe you could ask your wife and daughter, perhaps they know.”

Mr. Ji hung up hastily.

He immediately called Zhang Yuzhi, and as soon as it connected, he began to scold her, “Zhang Yuzhi, what have you done to provoke my son again?”

“This time you even dragged Ran Ran into it, do you know Muye has stopped my card, all because you mother and daughter can’t stay out of trouble!”

“Now! Immediately! Right now! Go to the company and apologize to Muye, get him to unfreeze my card, or I won’t let you off when I come back.”

Years ago, the high-spirited young master of the Ji Family, during his wife’s postpartum confinement period, got drunk and ended up in bed with a caretaker.

Since then, he started living a lesser life outside.

Until his first wife was aggressively suffocated by the mistress during a visit, and he just watched coldly, a scene that was directly witnessed by his own son who had come home early to celebrate his mother’s birthday, planting the seed of hatred.

Shi’an Group, under Mr. Ji’s control for decades, remained stagnant in growth, but Ji Muye, upon taking over, carried out sweeping reforms, expanding the business scale several times and securing a leading position in the business world quite swiftly.

One of his first actions after taking over was to directly cut the living expenses promised by Old Sir Ji to Mr. Ji by half.

In the past, Mr. Ji would occasionally send some money to Zhang Yuzhi; now he gave none, which was why she was eager for her family’s fortunes to improve.

Zhang Yuzhi was still lying in the hospital bed, with a nurse disinfecting and medicating her ankle and knee.

She had intended to garner sympathy from Mr. Ji by playing the victim, crying about her grievances, but ended up being scolded so harshly that her eyes turned red, and the whole hospital ward could hear his loud voice, causing the nurse to give her several surprised looks.

“What are you looking at; I’ll file a complaint against you!”

Secretly, the nurse cursed internally calling her a lunatic, and applied a bit more force when cleaning the wound, causing Zhang Yuzhi pain enough to grit her teeth and make a move to slap the nurse.

The next second, the wound was suddenly pressed down hard by someone.

Nurse: “Ma’am, you scared me.”

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Zhang Yuzhi had already driven away three nurses, and since the hospital was busy with many patients today, the nurse station could hardly cope. After this nurse was driven away, her half-treated wound was left open for several hours.

Staring at the simple single hospital room, Zhang Yuzhi felt liver pain from the anger!

Shi’an Group actually had its own private hospital, but Ji Muye forbade them from going.

He even put them on the lifetime blacklist!

After Ji Tingran had her wounds treated in the adjacent room, she remembered how Zhang Yuzhi had pushed her at the entrance of the Lu Mansion. Feeling bitter, she simply lay down to sleep and didn’t come to visit her.

Jingzhou Laboratory.

Lu Xining had assembled a research team of six or seven people, from various age groups.

She had been immersed in the lab all day, not even remembering to eat lunch.

Seeing the fast food next to her had already cooled down, she reheated it in the microwave and ate it up as she settled for less.

Everyone else had already gone home, leaving her alone to wrap things up.

By the time she left the laboratory, it was already past nine at night.

Lu Xining took her car keys and headed to the ground-level parking lot, not walking far before she heard footsteps behind her.

She glanced at the position of the surveillance camera, slowed down her pace, perked up her ears, and discerned from the footsteps that the person behind her was a male.

Just as the man behind her swung a metal pipe at her, Lu Xining swiftly turned around and with a fast, fierce, and precise kick, she fiercely hit the man’s weak spot.

“Ah—”

Accompanied by a pig-slaughter-like scream that pierced the night sky, the man was directly kicked to the ground, his body contorted into a strange shape.

Zhang Yuqiang’s not-yet-healed part, wrapped in gauze in the shape of underwear, had its wound burst open again, and as blood flowed freely, pain filled his eyes with despair.

At first, Lu Xining hadn’t seen clearly the face of the person on the ground, but as he glared at her furiously, she recognized Zhang Yuqiang’s face, swelling and bruised like a pig’s head, under the streetlight.

He hunched over, gripping the void where his privates had effectively fled, and roared, “Lu Xining, you bitch, I’m going to kill you!”

Lu Xining pursed her lips and felt speechless at his threat.

He and Zhang Yuzhi were indeed from the same family, even their tone of speech was similar.

Lu Xining, “Is that so? I’m so scared, please don’t kill me.”

Her sarcastic tone was spot on.

These days, Zhang Yuqiang had been a laughingstock among his peers, his dignity as a man completely lost, and all because of this beautiful woman before him.

Enduring the severe pain, he picked up the metal pipe nearby and stood up, with something flowing down between his legs.

“Today, it’s either your death or mine!”

With that he charged at her.

Lu Xining loosened her ankle a bit, and as he approached, she kicked him out once more.

This time, she didn’t give him a chance to stand up again.

With adept force, she allowed Zhang Yuqiang to lift the metal pipe, only to drop it again in agony with each kick, until he completely passed out.

Lu Xining first made a call to the police, and across the line, they contacted the emergency number, 120.

The surveillance video clearly showed that Zhang Yuqiang was the first to act aggressively towards Lu Xining with a weapon.

As the victim, every kick she delivered was in response to Zhang Yuqiang raising his metal pipe; all her actions were lawful self-defense.

Thus, Lu Xining was able to quickly leave and head home, while Zhang Yuqiang was taken into custody.

His actions constituted attempted murder, with the penalties ranging from a minimum of three years to a maximum of ten years imprisonment, up to the death penalty or life imprisonment.

The specific punishment would have to wait until the final verdict was delivered.

Because Zhang Yuqiang’s injuries were so severe, posing an imminent threat to his life, he was temporarily taken to the nearest hospital for treatment, just as Zhang Yuzhi happened to be leaving the hospital.

She stared at him in shock, feeling as if the sky had completely fallen.

And as Lu Xining returned, she saw a Rolls-Royce at the entrance of her neighborhood.

Under the warm, yellow glow of the street light, a tall man leaned against the car door, his hands crossed over his chest, his hair half-tied, looking up at a room on the third floor of the mansion.

Lu Xining looked at him in surprise. How had he come over from Port City?