After The Divorce, My Dad Was Abused and Cried - Chapter 37

Liu Yinyin was so furious her chest ached.

But she couldn’t do anything to this man.

He was Xi Peijue’s most trusted aide.

When Xi Peijue wasn’t around, he could even act entirely on his behalf.

To offend him was no different than offending Xi Peijue himself.

In the end, Liu Yinyin had no choice but to grit her teeth and leave Chengyuan.

But the words that little bastard had said to her in the study kept echoing in her ears—

You’re not my mommy!

Jian Muyu is my mommy!!

Again and again.

So much so that her hands gripping the steering wheel tightened unconsciously.

The veins bulged on the back of her hands, revealing her raw emotions at that moment.

She desperately wanted to know—how had that brat figured out she wasn’t his real mother?

Jian Muyu?

Yes!

It had to be her!

The moment she came back, that brat stopped listening to her.

Those words had to be what Jian Muyu told Xiaoyan!

But how did she even find out about his existence?

Did she tell Xi Peijue?

Would he believe her?

No, he shouldn’t know yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have just asked her to check on that brat earlier.

That b1tch Jian Muyu must not have had the chance to tell him yet.

Jian Muyu!

Liu Yinyin gnashed her teeth as she spat the name in her mind.

Her eyes blazed with bitter hatred.

Why is it always you?!

You’d already left—so why did you have to come back?

Since you don’t know how to treasure your chance and insist on fighting me again…

Don’t blame me for being ruthless.

This time, I absolutely will not go soft!

With a stomp on the gas, Liu Yinyin’s car shot forward.

——

Meanwhile, inside Chengyuan.

The doctor was tending to Jian Xiaozhan’s forehead injury.

Xi Peijue stood guard right beside him, not leaving for a moment.

“President Xi, there’s no need to worry too much. The young master’s forehead wound isn’t deep. As long as it’s properly cared for afterward, there won’t be any scarring,” the doctor said respectfully after bandaging him up.

“Mm.” At that, Xi Peijue’s expression eased slightly.

Jian Xiaozhan himself didn’t really care about scars.

He only turned his head to glance at his reflection in the mirror.

With a full circle of gauze wrapped around his head, he looked far too conspicuous.

If he went back looking like this, Mommy would definitely worry.

So, it seemed he’d have to wait until he healed before going back.

That thought alone made his little face droop.

“Does it still hurt?” Xi Peijue noticed his reaction and asked.

Jian Xiaozhan shook his head.

But his silence made everyone else assume he was sad because of Liu Yinyin’s actions.

Their hearts ached even more for him.

And each silently resolved to make it up to him in the future.

——

That same day, Jian Muyu had just left the courthouse.

She had gone to submit the lawsuit for Qi Yuqing’s case.

Qi Yuqing had even provided her with additional evidence later.

With the way things stood now, even if she played the case half-heartedly, she would still win without a doubt.

After finishing her business, Jian Muyu planned to return to the hospital.

Even though she had informed the nurse before leaving, she still worried about leaving her two kids there alone.

But as soon as she reached the roadside, a figure silently crept up behind her.

Then, in a flash, her handbag was snatched away, and the thief bolted.

“Stop right there!” Jian Muyu reacted instantly and gave chase.

The man clutched her bag and barreled through the street before ducking into an alley.

Naturally, Jian Muyu followed.

But the alley was a dead end—the thief had nowhere to run.

“You’ve got nowhere left to go. Hand my things back now!” Jian Muyu frowned at the man in the baseball cap.

“Heh. Didn’t your parents ever tell you not to chase after a thief?” The man wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he smirked meaningfully.

And then, from the shadows, four or five burly men stepped out.

Jian Muyu’s gaze sharpened.

“I was afraid she wouldn’t follow, but she actually came right in,” the thief said, laughing wildly with her bag in his arms.

“Not bad, that face and that figure—brothers, we’ve got ourselves a treat today!” the newcomers ogled Jian Muyu without restraint.

Their lecherous stares practically stripped her bare on the spot.

“I’ll say this one last time—return my things.” Their disgusting gazes made her stomach churn, but she forced herself to stay calm.

That bag contained her laptop—full of important case files.

She couldn’t lose it.

“Well, well, looks like this little chick still doesn’t get it. You think you can order us around?”

“Hahaha. If you want your stuff back, sure—why don’t you keep us company first?”

“Please us, and your bag will be returned, no problem.” The leader sneered, leering at her.

Jian Muyu’s brows drew tight together.

“So you’re not planning on walking away quietly. Fine—then I’ll play along.”

A faint smile curved her lips as she slowly slipped off her high heels.

The men stared at her long, pale legs, their eyes going glassy.

“Now that’s more like it. Smart girl knows her place.” They thought she had chosen to submit.

One of them strode forward, reaching out to grab her waist.

But before his hand could touch her, Jian Muyu caught his wrist.

With a swift pivot, she flipped him clean over her shoulder.

He hit the ground hard, curling up instantly, groaning in agony as he clutched his stomach.

The sudden turn left the others frozen.

This woman… knew how to fight?!

“I’m in a hurry. You may as well come at me all at once.” Jian Muyu’s eyes swept over the stunned men with open disdain.

“You b1tch! Brothers, take her down!” Enraged, they lunged at her together.

But five minutes later—

All of them were sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain, clutching their stomachs in unison.

While Jian Muyu stood tall, like a general surveying a battlefield, looking down at them with cold contempt.

She let out a derisive snort.

“With skills that pathetic, you think you’re fit to be robbers? Go train for a few more years.”

With that, she picked up her handbag from the ground.

Then, holding her heels in one hand, she walked away without a backward glance.

Abroad, the safety situation wasn’t like back home—criminals were always looking for opportunities.

Alone with two kids in a foreign country, she couldn’t afford not to know how to protect herself.

Her skills were so sharp that even Pei Yichen steered clear.