The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ding Junhui sat down on the carpet beside Mo Fei, leaning on the sofa as if thinking about the problem.

When he was taken away, he was more than two years old, so Ding Junhui didn't know about it, just listened to his parents.

"I heard from my dad that when you were born, the company happened to catch up with many disputes. Many times my dad was in the company. On the day you were born, my mom was still with the dad in the company. Not long after my father was sent to the hospital, my dad and his brother were waiting outside. I was taken care of by the nanny at home. He said they heard the child crying, but when you went in, you disappeared. "

Could it still keep lying down, listening to Ding Junhui's words, and directly fell into thinking, so Ding Junhui meant that her mother was sent to the hospital when the company was about to produce.

Company, pass the elevator.

Ding Junhui turned back and touched Murphy's head: "Don't think so much, it's more important than anything when you come back, do you know?"

is it?

Could not confirm.

"By the way, before I heard from Lotte, I would sleep in the elevator every time I went to the company, right?" Suddenly thought of this, he asked.

Ding Junhui nodded and changed his sitting position, "You didn't say I almost forgot, it was strange to say, and later when my mother mentioned it, she said that when he was a kid, his brother would sleep on his shoulder every time he went to the father's company and entered the elevator. It was estimated that you were scared the day you were born. The eldest brother didn't fall asleep, and went to the hospital holding her mother's hand along the way. "

"Why fall asleep?"

"I don't know. When I was a little older, about seven or eight years old, that is, not long after you were born, my eldest brother would stop going to the company." Ding Junhui said with a deep sigh.

"You said, will the No. 13 meteorite be in the company elevator?" Could it be that he was talking to himself.

There are signs now that the elevator has absolute problems. Even her birth passed the elevator.

Ding Junhui no longer said anything, but got up to help her clean up the room.

Meteorite 13, elevator, Ding Jiaqi, Zhao Fangyu, what is the relationship?

Qian Yikun, who returned home, threw himself directly on the sofa, and there was still some pain in the place. That woman was really dead.

There are more pillows at home, because she likes to lie on the sofa lazily, and the pattern is not in line with the childishness of the girl. There is a little princess in the heart of the female man. This is what Qian Yikun laughed at before.

Qian Yikun stretched his hand and hugged the pillow into his arms, as if she still smelled on it.

Touching the remote control in one hand, Qian Yikun turned on the TV directly.

["Next month, on the 3rd, the Leo meteor shower will appear again on a large scale after 24 years, but this time the meteor shower will not be seen by the naked eye, maybe just passing by the earth."]

The video is a picture of the Leo Meteor Shower 24 years ago. The Leo Meteor Shower was really big.

Twenty-four years, unfortunately, that is the age of Morpheus.

Qian Yikun reached out and took the cup on the table. That was also the case. There was a lot of stuff in this house, all of it.

Qian Yikun took the mobile phone, found the phone number of Mo Fei and called it in the past, but the result was never reached. Qian Yikun directly dropped the mobile phone on the sofa. What the **** did the woman do?

After dropping the phone, he couldn't help but looked at it, and finally put his pillow on his face, and hated him to death.

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