The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Therefore, Yuan also lost.

Ding Junhui is in a better mood, and he can clearly see the change in his mood when eating.

"My mother is not very pleased, you better think about it." Yuan also looked at his proud look, and couldn't help but want to speak against him.

Ding Junhui did not hit him at all, "I can do it even with Yuan Qi."

By implication, can I still be afraid of your mother?

Yuan also thought about it, his niece and his mother are also comparable, but this person may not dare to take ideological education classes with her mother.

So in this matter, she kept the mentality of watching the drama.

Before New Year's Day, Ding Junhui really took Yuan to meet his parents.

The last time I saw Ding's parents was when she was a child. At that time, it was because of her brother. At that time, her brother called Dingfu and his second uncle, but now, she may call her dad in the future.

This relationship is a bit awkward.

But Yuan also found that she really thought about this embarrassment, because Ding Junhui's parents were very friendly to her, especially Ding Mu, who was completely impatient when she saw her.

Yuan also felt it again, which is probably the main reason why Ding Junhui behaved as a gentleman.

"Jun Qi can't come here if something is wrong, and Lotte will bring him in a while." Ding Mu may have explained it because she was afraid that Yuan wouldn't think they care.

Yuan is also grateful, even if Ding Mu does not explain, she will not feel anything.

Ding Junhui sat on the sofa and watched his mother hold Yuan Ye's hand to speak. He said that his mother would definitely not be picky about Yuan.

"Mom, Yuan also bought some supplements for you and my dad." Seeing Yuan also embarrassed and didn't know what to say, she started to help her relieve the embarrassment.

Yuan also heard Ding Junhui's words and hurriedly reached for the box on the table and handed it over. "I heard people say that this brand is very good, so I bought some for my uncle and aunt."

"It's good to come, you don't need to buy these things. Their brothers have bought a lot before, and there are still a lot at home." Ding Mu said, but she also collected the things.

"That's different. This was bought by your daughter-in-law." Ding Junhui leaned back on the sofa and smiled in a low voice.

Yuan Ye: "..."

Don't you see that she is being shy now?

Mother Ding glanced at her son before looking at Yuan Ye again, "Don't care about this kid, he has always been slick."

Yuan Ye twitched a few corners of her mouth unconsciously. She wanted to say, if a person like Ding Junhui is a tongue-in-mouth, what are those men who are really tongue-in-mouth?

"He is fine." Yuan also whispered.

The more Ding looked at Yuan Ye, the more she liked it. In the past, she just remembered that she was the little daughter of Yuan's family. Only when she saw it today, she discovered that the little girl was so old.

The little girl is soft and weak, and people want to protect when they look at it.

"I don't want to control other things. It's just that the two of you must have the wedding. If the wedding is not done, I always feel that something is missing." Ding Mu felt uncomfortable about her daughter's affairs. Know what your daughter thinks and do n’t want a wedding at all.

wedding?

Yuan couldn't help vomiting and swallowing. How did everyone feel that everyone was more anxious than them.

Ding Junhui smiled lowly, the car whistle came from the door, he looked up and looked out, "Is it Rakuten who brought Ziji with you."

Rakuten is a student of Ding Junhui, and it would n’t be said that this is not called sister-in-law at home.

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