Chapter 301: Chapter 301: Who Do You Think You Are?

Ji Family Mansion entrance.

Lu Xining just sent her two sons back to the old mansion, ready to take her daughter to the airport.

Little Dumpling, with the latest pink little fox backpack, was skipping ahead, occasionally turning back to see if her mom was keeping up, then continuing onward when she saw her approach.

Lu Xining followed behind, smiling as she watched her and advising her to be careful.

Just outside the mansion gate.

She saw a black limited edition sports car parked next to their car; at this moment, Su Ting was glaring at her with a stern face.

Little Dumpling noticed this uncle’s threatening approach, her dark bright eyes flickering with curiosity and caution. She quickly turned around and ran back to Lu Xining’s side, clutching tightly onto her fingers.

Seeing that there was a child present, especially under her innocent gaze, Su Ting didn’t dare to raise his voice.

Given how Muye is currently overprotective of this child, he was afraid he might get carried out horizontally.

Moreover, Ming Yuan is her godmother, and he is supposedly the child’s godfather.

Su Ting lowered his voice, “Lu Xining, let’s talk.”

She simply picked up the child and walked past him without glancing sideways, gently placing the child into the car.

Then, she turned back to look at him and asked, “Talk about what?”

“Come over here to talk, it’s not good for the child to hear, it might affect your image as a mother.”

No sooner had Su Ting stepped aside, he saw Lu Nuonuo poking her head out, her tender cheeks all set in a frown of disagreement with his words.

Little Dumpling pursed her lips, defending, “Uncle, Nuonuo has already heard you, if you’re worried about the impact, maybe you shouldn’t say it.”

After speaking, she even looked up at Lu Xining beside the car and chirped happily, “Mommy, Nuonuo said it right, didn’t she?”

Su Ting: “…”

To think he’d be retorted by a toddler over two years old.

Lu Xining pinched her daughter’s soft cheeks, a smile spreading across her lips, “Nuonuo is right.”

The child’s clear and bright eyes quickly moved up to Su Ting’s face, her chin lifting slightly as if to tell him: did you hear that?

Su Ting met Little Dumpling’s expressive eyes, her chin tilted up in a haughty manner, looking exactly like her brother when he gives a cold side glance–it was a complete ‘who do you think you are’ disdainful look.

He sighed.

Seeing that Lu Xining had no intention of coming over, he reluctantly moved closer and lowered his voice, pleading, “Lu Xining, why are you targeting Xue Yuan? She’s just a little girl and hasn’t provoked you.”

“Do you know, the things you are stirring up could completely ruin that child!”

Seeing Qin Xueyuan with eyes swollen like walnuts this morning, Su Ting thought of her sister’s frail appearance on her deathbed and blamed Lu Xining even more for what she was doing.

Su Ting said softly, “You not letting me see Ming Yuan, I don’t blame you for that.”

Upon seeing this uncle in front of her, Lu Nuonuo instantly remembered the scene at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and now hearing her godmother’s name again along with his defense of others, her shrewd dark eyes shifted cunningly, silently activating the video call on her phone watch.

This uncle almost became her godfather, but he comes with ill intentions.

She couldn’t let her mother be bullied!

Lu Xining was amused by Su Ting’s ludicrous statements, could this man really be blaming her now?

Not looking when he should have, not guarding when he should have.

Now that something has happened, he comes to show concern and blames others for not letting him see her.

“But you can’t take it out on other innocent people just because Ming Yuan got hurt, right? Xue Yuan was filming on the set at the time and couldn’t have possibly harmed Ming Yuan; your targeting of her is just pure malice.”

Huh… really the brothers who can stick together.

His words nearly mirrored what Ji Muye once said defending Liu Xixi.

Seeing the mocking curve at her lips, Su Ting frowned, displeased by her expression at that moment.

He asked accusingly, “What are you mocking?”

“It’s not sarcasm, it’s relief, relief that Ming Yuan saw through you early and left you.”

Lu Xining’s voice was calm, but her words were lethal.

During the one-month cooling-off period for the divorce, Ming Yuan directly canceled her phone number, cutting off contact with everyone related to him except for her close family and friends.

Thinking of this, Su Ting felt a nameless fire burning fiercely within him.

If it weren’t for the accident that delayed the divorce proceedings, he and she would probably have no relation by now.

“What business is it of yours whether we divorce or not? Lu Xining, are you overreaching? Don’t think I won’t lay a hand on you just because you are my brother’s ex-wife.”

Lu Xining merely glanced at him briefly before shifting her gaze away and scoffed coldly, “It doesn’t matter whose ex-wife I am. If you can, just try making a move. Whoever doesn’t is a coward.”

Su Ting: “…”

How did Ji Muye tolerate this thorny woman for five years?!

Applause erupted from inside the car.

“Wow! Mom is so cool!” The admiration and esteem in Lu Nuonuo’s eyes were another irony for Su Ting.

She braced her hands on the leather chair’s armrests, half of her body leaning out to make eye contact with him.

All this time, she had been quietly listening to the conversation between her mom and uncle, and seeing him being verbally frozen by her mom, she couldn’t help but want to applaud.

“Uncle, my uncle said that men who scold women are bad guys.”

Su Ting had no doubt that the ‘my uncle’ she referred to was that bastard Ji Muye.

He frowned and reminded: “Little Dumpling, you should call me: godfather.”

Godfather? She’s still feeling dry about it.

Lu Nuonuo gave him a ‘I don’t understand what you’re talking about’ expression, her innocent eyes twinkling with childlike disdain as if the Su Ting before her was some unpleasant thing.

She hasn’t even called her cheap dad yet, how could this uncle dare to take advantage of her?

Lu Nuonuo squinted her eyes, her crescent-like eyes smiling.

“Uncle, you better hurry and get your notebook, I will introduce all the handsome uncles to godmother~”

“!!!” Su Ting could hear the sound of his teeth grinding.

Although the child is young, her eloquence is no less than her mother’s.

Lu Xining rubbed her daughter’s little head gently and cautioned with a smile, “Nuonuo, sit properly, you might fall off.”

“Nuonuo is not afraid.”

She continued with a smile, “If I fall, let this bad uncle cushion below.”

Su Ting: “???”

The capitalist tongue of her father, she learned it too well from him.

The evening sun lazily shone on Lu Xining’s side profile as she turned slightly to sweep a glance over Su Ting.

Her tone was very cold, “Su Ting, when you stood up for Qin Xueyuan, did you know that Ming Yuan had over a hundred stitches and is still unconscious in the hospital right now?”

The man was instantly stunned, as if a bucket of ice water had drenched him.

Su Ting looked shocked: “How could she…”

“If you can find out that I am behind the scenes, why can’t you find out how severe her injuries are?”

“Or do you think this is just Ming Yuan’s scheme to frame Qin Xueyuan, and you truly don’t believe her injuries are severe?”

A series of questions left Su Ting speechless.

His throat choked up, instantly losing the power to speak, meeting her icy gaze.

Su Ting just about to speak: “Is she still okay…”