The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Yuan also blinked, could she not understand what she could do?

The topic of cohabitation seems to be a little over the top.

Ding Junhui looked at someone with a shrunken turtle, but shook his head helplessly and continued to eat.

Yuan also intends to talk about safer topics, so he ended up on his graduation thesis with a mentor boyfriend, why not.

Academically, Ding Junhui has always been professional, and the opinions given are basically the most useful one-handedness.

Although he didn't know why he had to chat with his girlfriend when dating.

It was completely dark after the two had eaten, and Ding Junhui took her away.

"Second less."

The two had just left the private room and were stopped.

Yuan also looked up and saw a group of people coming over, and hurriedly released Ding Junhui's hand.

Ding Junhui glanced back at Yuan also, and hadn't said anything, the man had already come over, "It looked like a second young man from a distance, but I didn't expect it to be really, shouting, isn't this the second miss of the Yuan family?"

Yuan also stood behind Ding Junhui with no expression.

"Mr. Zhao, I haven't seen you for a long time." Ding Junhui nodded slightly and was not very familiar with this person. He was a partner of the Ding family, but basically he was approached by his elder brother. He was just an idler.

"The second younger is the second lady--" The whole thing about Yuan's family in City B, who didn't know, helped Ding Haobei to hang Dinghaonan's family. Now Yuan's family is completely defeated. These two young ladies rarely see it. .

"we--"

"I came to return Professor Ding's money, and I'm leaving now." Yuan also said, and nodded at President Zhao and quickly passed them away.

She didn't want to see other people looking at her with different eyes. There was a feeling that she was holding Ding Junhui now and using her own debts.

Ding Junhui raised his hand, and at last he didn't say anything. He turned to look at the man. "I'll go back to Mr. Zhao first."

After Ding Junhui finished, he chased it out directly.

"Isn't the Yuan family already bankrupted? Is this the case of Miss Yuan Er and Ding Ershao?" The man behind said softly.

"What kind of family is the Yuan family, and what kind of family is the Ding family? This Yuan is not worthy of Ding Ershao." Mr. Zhao said, leading everyone into the private room.

Yuan was leaning beside the car waiting for him when Ding Junhui chased out.

Fortunately, he didn't run.

Ding Junhui slowed down and walked over to the side of the car, looking down at Yuan Ye, "What are you running?"

Yuan also looked up at Ding Junhui, "Ding Junhui, maybe the whole world thinks that we are two people from two worlds."

"So what? As long as I'm sure we are in a world, even if there are only two of us in this world." Ding Junhui said, reaching out and squeezing her cheek, "It's better than a rabbit for this matter. Alright? Why, I'm ashamed to be your boyfriend? "

"I'm afraid you are embarrassing." Yuan also waved his hand and said in a muffled voice.

Ding Junhui took her hand in the backhand and chuckled and said, "Don't copy the disciples' rules after you go back, copy the meditation tactics several times."

Yuan Ye: "..."

"Seriously speaking." Yuan also looked up at Ding Junhui without joking with him.

Ding Junhui thought for a while, looked up and saw the bookstore not far away, then took her hand and walked over.

"What are you going to do?" Yuan was also pulled by him, and his steps could only speed up the frequency and keep up with him.

Ding Junhui turned to smile at her, said nothing, and went directly to the bookstore.

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