The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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"What about Ding Junqi?" Ding Haonan asked.

"The study is talking to Lotte's father." Lotte's mother said, pointing her chin in the direction of the study.

Ding Haonan nodded and got up directly. Mother Ding hurriedly held Ding Haonan's wrist. "Don't hit the child."

After Ding's mother finished, she looked at Lotte's mother a little embarrassedly, but it was her own child.

Lotte mother also understands.

Ding Haonan went directly to the study. Mother Ding twisted her hands and looked at the study with worry.

"Grandpa don't beat dad."

Ding Yuejie's sharp cries came from the study. Ding's mother suddenly got up, but she couldn't bear it.

"Mr. Ding, have something to say." This is Lotte's father's voice, and it may have been that this gentle-looking Mr. Ding entered the door and greeted his son with his cane.

"Why did this fight again?" Lotte's mother said and hurried to the study.

At that time, the door of the study room was half closed, Ding Junqi kneeled on the ground, Ding Haonan's crutches hit Ding Junqi's back, and he said nothing, letting his father hit it.

Even this matter is not his fault.

But he had no way to explain it, and neither of them could explain it. This matter could not be carried by Rakuten, only by himself.

"I taught you when you were a kid, you have to be responsible, and you are so responsible?" Ding Haonan said a bit, and it seemed painful.

Mother Ding stood at the door and dared not go in. She could only watch her son be beaten.

"Grandpa, grandpa don't hit dad anymore." Ding Yuehuan hugged Ding Haonan's leg, sobbing, and suddenly thought of something, he ran out with tears, and then pulled out his small mobile phone from the sofa, hit Rakuten's mobile phone.

Lotte was lying on the bed and chatting with Wenshan at this time, and saw her son's caller ID and quickly picked it up.

"People with sons—"

"Woo-Mom is coming back soon, Dad is going to be beaten to death by grandpa." Ding Yuejie was crying over there, presumably for too long, and his small voice was dumb.

Rakuten sat on the bed, because his son was stunned, and his neck turned to Wen Shan stiffly. "Zi Jie said that his grandfather was going to kill Ding Junqi." After Rakuten finished speaking, he suddenly reacted and hurriedly got off the bed. , "I'll use your father's car in Nalan."

Wen Shan looked at Rakuten who ran out. It was disliked. Go trick the ghost.

I really do n’t like it. It ’s okay to kill her. What do you do if you run so fast?

On the way back, Lotte was told that grandpa, grandma and dad were at her house. Now the grandpa was tired and was persuaded by his grandfather.

"Woo, mom, will my dad be killed?" Ding Yuehuan followed her grandmother at this time, still worrying about her dad.

Killed, the man's skin is so thick, how could it be killed.

"Mom will go back in a while." Lotte loved his son, and he also loved—

The ghost only distressed the man.

Ding Yuehuan was reluctant to hang up the phone and kept talking to her mother to stop herself from crying.

Lotte drove all the way home, got out of the car and went straight into the elevator. When he reached the door, even the hand that opened the door was trembling. That man had nothing to do with her home.

At the moment when Lotte opened the door, the first sight was the four Buddhas sitting in the living room, Ding Junqi kneeling on the ground, and Ding Yuejie who ran over to cry and holding her leg.

So, isn't it time for her to come back in a hurry?

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