The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Wen Shan looked up drunkenly and saw a face similar to Ding Junhui. She pushed away Lotte directly and walked staggeringly, "Ding, Teacher Ding, why are you here?"

It was just that Wen Shan hadn't touched the man yet, so she was set apart by two bodyguards.

"Hey, don't move my friend." Rakuten used to push the two bodyguards away, and then he supported Wen Shan, his eyes fiercely looked at the man with sunglasses, "You are sick."

The man looked at Lotte. Although he couldn't see his face under the sunglasses, the man's tight lips indicated his displeasure at this time.

Rakuten looked at Wenshan after scolding, "Look clearly, this is not your teacher Ding. I really don't know anymore after drinking too much, and left." Rakuten said, leaving Wenshan directly.

The man frowned, watching Lotte's drunken woman leaving, and finally stepped inside the private room.

Lotte helped Wen Shan out of the bar, and then said, "I think you're about to drink. Since I think of your teacher Ding like this, why don't I let Mr. Ding come to pick you up?"

"No, no," Wen Shan said hurriedly. "You can't call him absolutely." Wen Shan said, already sleeping on Lotte's shoulder.

Although she is drunk now, at least her remaining reason is telling her that this is a very bad proposal.

Don't give people a chance if you don't like it. This is the choice she insists on even if she is drunk.

Lotte sighed, and then helped her go to the roadside to take a taxi. "I thought you were really calm and you wouldn't get drunk. It seems to be the case."

After all, Wen Shan only held back in the dormitory last week.

Lotte, who did n’t know where to send her, could only take Wen Shan back to her house, otherwise she did n’t know where else to take the drunk?

her home?

Lotte thought that when her mother wiped tears for her, her father sighed for her, and decisively put this idea to an end.

As for Naran Chunbo, Rakuten decided to help him and ask him what he meant.

After Wen Shan ran out, Nalan Chunbo was brought home by the little servant. He sat directly on the sofa and looked at the little servant who was shaking.

"It has nothing to do with you, don't worry." Nalan Chunbo looked at the little girl with tears in her eyes and raised her hand, all comfort.

"Master Naran, me, I can explain, you don't tell Master and Young Lady." The little servant said, almost kneeling.

Nalan Chunbo looked at the little girl who had already shed tears, but at the age of seventeen or eighteen, she would not be a servant if she was not forced by her life. Other places are much better, and there is Bai Xiaolian ’s lesson, so this little girl is so afraid.

"Go back, as soon as you go back, this thing hasn't happened, and I won't tell Gu Juxi." Nalan Chunbo still doesn't mean any blame.

"Thank you Master Nalan, thank you Master Nalan, I will help you clean up and go back." The little girl wiped her tears while running to clean up the uncleaned hygiene.

Nalan Chunbo leaned on the sofa, not only had stomachache, but also had a headache.

Wen Shan's eyes just echoed in his mind, whether it was disappointment or sarcasm, no matter which one, it made him feel worried.

"Master Naran." The little maid picked up the medicine thrown at the door and placed it on the coffee table in front of Nalan Chunbo.

Those were two boxes of stomach medicine, but now I saw him stabbing his eyes.

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