The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ding Yuejie couldn't understand what his dad was saying, he just wanted to see Rakuten, and if he didn't see Rakuten again, he would die.

"Dad, please take me to see Lotte, or I will die." Ding Yuejie held Ding Junqi's face in his small hands, and frowned tightly, as if he would really die.

Ding Junqi looked at his son's small face. This little face was nothing like that woman.

There is always the lightning in the memory, and the face familiar with the heart.

[Whoever does n’t love money, give me the money and I will give you the baby. 】

The words haunted his memory for seven years, and it was not until two years ago that a woman's face appeared in his memory.

But besides that sentence, besides that face, he could not think of anything else. The superimposed memories made him suspect that there was a problem in his life, but Ding Yuejie actually existed.

The existence of this little devil is a magical thing.

Amazingly, his life appeared repeated.

It was amazing that a strange woman appeared inexplicably in his life and gave birth to a child for him.

"Dad, what are you looking at?" Ding Yuejie's small hand still held Ding Junqi's face, and her small brows were scrunching tightly.

He had wanted to go over this matter too much because he felt that this answer might be incomprehensible to him, but the more times he faced that woman, he could not calm down and only regarded that woman as Ding Yuejie 'S teacher, the more there is no way to watch her calm, when he is so tangled.

Now that his life has been distorted, it is better to have everyone distorted together.

Therefore, today he did not stop the reporter from passing. He knew that the omnipotent reporter could use surveillance to find out where he came from and to find Lotte's home.

So when the publicist called to ask him if he wanted to block the reporter's mouth, he chose tacit consent.

Go crazy, everyone goes crazy together.

"She will come to you." Ding Junqi hugged his son, but he didn't know whether he said it to his son or to himself.

When Wenshan and Nalan Chunbo arrived at Lotte's house, the reporter was still outside.

When Rakuten opened the door, those reporters could not wait to rush straight through, but in view of Nalan Chunbo's breath being too strong, they dared not come hard, even the people inside did not see it.

After Wenshan and Nalan Chunbo entered, they closed the door, "What the **** is going on?"

"Who knows what is crazy about Ding Junqi's neuropathy?" Lotte spoke angrily, and sat down directly on the sofa.

Wen Shan used to sit down next to her, but Nalan Chunbo suddenly asked, "You have sinned Ding Junqi?"

"What did I offend him? I haven't had a good thing since I met him two years ago. Show him his son for free and think about the beauty." Lotte Yue said more and more angry, and looked directly at Wen Shan: "I'm surprised Strange, when he asked me to teach his son as a tutor, do n’t I think that I do n’t think I ’m a charity? "

Wen Shan thought about it seriously, and finally seemed to think of something, "So the man who said you love money was Ding Junqi?"

Wen Shan remembered that when she said that she had found a tutor, but the child ’s father was a pervert, he said that a tutor of 120 for a tutor is not expensive. The man was like her, and he was sneering at her. , But in the end it seemed to be increased tenfold, and Rakuten stayed.

Really, for money.

But Wen Shan didn't expect that that person was Ding Junqi.

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