The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Ye Yuwei turned his head and took a kiss from Gu Juxi, then leaned on Gu Juxi's arms with satisfaction, watching the sunrise that gleamed the whole sea.

There is a word called "Yue Jingjing", Ye Yuwei thought, probably now.

City B, suburb cemetery.

Zhao Fangyu was buried beside Ding's grandfather, which was originally the cemetery of Mrs. Ding, but was occupied by Ding Junqi.

He thought that Grandpa probably wanted Zhao Fangyu to be with him.

Zhao Fangyu's funeral, not many people came.

Lotte took his son to follow Ding Junqi.

Assistant Wen put the chrysanthemum in front of Zhao Fangyu ’s tombstone, “70% of Zhao Fangyu ’s foreign trade company's income went to Ding ’s account, and 30% was for private use. I do n’t know what I did. "

Ding Junqi did not speak, still looking at the elegant man smiling on the tombstone.

He knew that 30% of them called Muqi, the woman who had followed him for two years.

Assistant Wen reached out and patted Ding Junqi's shoulder, and then turned down the mountain. He still had too much work to do.

Ding Junhui looked at his elder brother and raised his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort his elder brother.

Lotte shrugged, this is too difficult, no one can comfort him.

So Lotte took Ding Yuejie and Ding Junhui down the mountain together, leaving Ding Junqi alone on the mountain.

After going down the mountain, Ding Junhui looked at the time, "Big Brother is estimated to wait for a while, I will send you back first?"

Rakuten shook his head and handed Ding Yuejie to Ding Junhui, "You take Zhanjie back first, I will wait for your brother."

Ding Junhui nodded, hugged Ding Yue to the car, and drove away.

After Ding Junhui's car left, Lotte looked back and looked at the woman who was not far from the tree and had been tinkering with her lighter.

The wind in the mountain is more comfortable than blowing down the mountain with a cool air.

Muqi had been leaning against the trunk, with a cigarette in her mouth, not lit in her hand, and she looked like she did not intend to smoke.

Rakuten stopped walking next to her in the past, "Why not go up and see?"

"What's so beautiful?" Muqi said lightly.

"Why do you come?" Lotte chuckled.

"Look how long Ding Junqi can pretend to be fake." Muqi said, vomiting the cigarette butts in his mouth directly, and then put away the lighter.

Rakuten looked at Muqi's back and left, suddenly shouting, "Muqi, where are you going?"

Muqi paused and looked back at Rakuten not far away: "Why, afraid I will stay in City B to grab Ding Junqi?"

Rakuten: "..."

"Go to a place where you should go, rest assured, a man like Ding Junqi, I can't look down." Mu Qi said, turned around and left again.

Lotte stood under the tree and looked at Muqi's back.

She felt that Mu Qi had no affection for Zhao Fangyu's absence.

It's a pity that Zhao Fangyu didn't leave a sentence to Muqi until his death.

It was almost noon, and Ding Junqi came down from the mountain.

Lotte hurried over and reached out to hold his wrist, but Ding Junqi embraced Lotte in his arms. Zhao Fangyu's affairs taught him one thing, that is, cherish the moment and the people he cares about.

"Rakuten, let's have a wedding." Ding Junqi whispered.

Run a wedding and tell everyone that this is her wife.

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