The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"I'm afraid you will be dumped." Ding Mu said straightly.

Ding Junqi: "..."

Heartbroken.

"How is Feifei over there?" Ding Junqi changed the subject decisively. "I didn't expect Qian Yikun to be so indulgent."

"So you, when are you going to bring my grandson's mother back?" You know, Ding mother has always been curious about her grandson's mother, but every time when this problem is mentioned, the son's face will be particularly ugly Since that time, the Ding family will no longer ask this question.

But now, since she already knows the child's mother, and sees the meaning of her son, she also wants to continue walking with others.

So she asked.

Bring back?

There are still some difficulties.

"You go out with my dad to relax yourself, this is not a hurry." Ding Junqi can only say so.

Ding mother sighed over the phone, Ding Junqi could only touch the tip of her nose.

"Otherwise mother go talk to her?" Mother Ding asked with a tentative opening.

"Mom, don't you." Ding Junqi said hurriedly: "I can solve this matter, so don't worry about it."

"You can solve it."

After Ding Junqi hung up the phone over there, he pressed his forehead and dropped the phone on the table, glancing at the watch on the wall, it was almost half past six.

Ding Junqi listened to the movements in the bedroom and got up and walked past.

Rakuten got up and took his mobile phone, wondering that he didn't charge before going to bed last night. Why did he charge it again?

Rakuten turned on the phone and scratched his head to hold Ding Yuehuan hanging on his body to the bathroom. "Ding Yuehuan, you are all over five years old. These things have to be done by yourself." Put it on the Liuli platform and took his small toothbrush.

Ding Yueying's little head was lit up on Lotte's shoulder little by little, and the little hand was still holding Lotte's shoulder. "My mother gave me a sister and I wouldn't let my mother hold it."

Rakuten: "..."

Ding Junqi, who had just walked to the door, heard this sentence and could only say that his son said it again in his heart.

Rakuten let him sit down and let him brush his teeth and wash his face.

When I looked up, I just saw Ding Junqi standing at the door. Rakuten blinked, saying that he felt that the father and son were planned.

Ding Junqi came in and touched his son's small head for a while, then looked at Rakuten who was brushing his teeth. "I think it's a good suggestion."

"Go—" Lotte was too lazy to care for him and continued to brush his teeth.

Ding Junqi smiled more and more cheerfully, gloomy all night, when she saw their mother and son, they disappeared completely.

Although the matter has not been resolved, is it not a matter of time?

"I will let Yu Dong pick you up in a while, you go back to City B first." Ding Junqi said leaning on the door.

Rakuten: "..."

Dying?

She labored to bring these lunch boxes, but now she has to take them away?

What did she ask her to do?

"I'm gone, and then tell someone there is no silver three hundred and two here?" Lotte chuckled, probably knowing Ding Junqi's thoughts.

Ding Junqi frowned, "I just don't want others--"

"I'm not afraid of the oblique shadow. I came here for Qiaojie." Lotte said, holding Dingyue down. "Urine, hurry."

Ding Junqi: "..."

Why is this woman so unflattering?

Even if it is true, there is no need to say it?

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