The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Lotte's mother pushed Lotte's father directly, "Why are you beating your daughter?"

With tears falling, Lotte slowly looked up and looked at Lotte's father, who had been trembling slightly and didn't know if he was angry or distressed.

"You don't know anyone except to blame me, and you don't even care what happened to me in recent years." Rakuten yelled and turned and ran out.

"Lotte--"

"Let her go." Lotte's father spoke angrily to stop Lotte's mother from going out.

"What the **** are you doing? That's your daughter, not your enemy." Lotte's mother was also crying angrily at this moment, looking up at the sky outside, "It's raining right away, she doesn't even have an umbrella, What do you ask her to do? "

My daughter, how could Rakuten ’s father not be distressed?

But as Rakuten conceals such a big thing, as a father, it is impossible not to be angry.

This kind of anger is more from the distress for the daughter.

It didn't take long for Rakuten to run out and it rained down. Rakuten, who had nowhere to go, was showering the first rain of the year on the street alone, with the chill of late winter.

The whole world thinks that she is wrong, Ding Junqi thinks that she is wrong, accuses her of refusing to admit the identity of Zeng Jie; Dad thinks she is wrong, because she admits Ding Yuejie's identity.

Whether he admits or not, the wrong person is her.

On the way back from the meeting, Ding Junhui saw the figure that had been squatting in the corner to deter trembling. He had already drove past and felt that something was not right. He hurried back and hurried back after confirming the person over there. The umbrella opened the door and got out of the car.

Ding Junhui ran over, took off his coat and put it on Lotte's shoulder.

Rakuten looked up without knowing whether it was tears or rain, but his eyes were red.

"Teacher Ding."

Ding Junhui held the umbrella with one hand and supported Rakuten to get up. "How are you here? Arguing with my brother?" Ding Junhui said, noticing the red mark on Rakuten's face, he groaned in his heart, "My brother hit?"

Rakuten shook his head. Although Ding Junqi was an asshole, it was true that she would not beat her.

Ding Junhui helped her into the car with one hand, then passed over the car, turned on the heater in the car, and took a blanket from the back to Rakuten.

Ding Junhui looked at the co-pilot seat to deter the trembling person, and hurriedly started the car, "Send you back?"

"No." Rakuten gritted his teeth and spit out a word. She didn't want to go back now.

Ding Junhui sighed helplessly, drove back to school, and sent Rakuten to Wenshan.

After all, this is my future sister-in-law, and staying at your own home will certainly not work. The elder brother is not willing to beat the sister-in-law and can beat him to death.

Wen Shan was always at home because he was preparing for his graduation thesis.

So when Ding Junhui came with Rakuten, she was frightened. Without a word, she pushed Rakuten into the bathroom and went to get her clothes to her.

"What's the matter?" Wen Shan came over and looked at Ding Junhui who was leaving.

"It should be arguing with my brother, you can ask her, I still have classes over there, let's go first." Ding Junhui said, turned and left.

Wen Shan ran slowly to the door of the bathroom, leaning against the door and listening to the sound of the water flowing inside, "Is quarreling with your great film lord?"

"No, my dad hit me, and I told him that Qiao was born by me." Wen Shan's nasal voice was very heavy. She cried for too long and was exposed to rain again.

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