Ding Jiaqi glared, "Are you even scolding me?"
Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi with a sneer, "I'm not scolding you, I'm just reminding you of one thing. Mo Fei is a good friend of Mrs. Gu. If you still want to continue to get benefits from your second uncle, you'd better not offend Mo Fei. Otherwise you get nothing.”
"Sooner or later, the Ding family belongs to our family." Ding Jiaqi said through gritted teeth.
"What did you say?" Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi with confusion.
"It's none of your business." Ding Jiaqi said, turned around and left here.
Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi's leaving figure with his narrow eyes, and did not speak for a long time.
After the interview, Ding Junqi had to rush back to the publicity team, but before Ding Junqi boarded the plane, a photo of him holding Xinya's wrist at the venue was posted.
What was exposed this time was Xin Ya’s past. Unfortunately, the news was completely deleted within a minute of being posted.
News about sprouts disappears faster than it comes out.
But negative news about Ding Junqi has always existed.
When Ding Junqi returned to the promotional crew, even the director was watching him carefully.
Ding Junqi went straight back to his room with annoyance, and did not even go to see Letian and Ding Yueyan.
He knew there was someone behind him, but he hadn't caught that person yet.
And the Ding family.
Could it be that when driving home, the atmosphere in the living room was a little strange.
Mo Fei turned the car key in his hand, and then with a slight force, the car key flew out of his hand, passed directly by Ding Jiaqi's ear, and landed on the table.
"Ah -" Ding Jiaqi was frightened and jumped up, covering her slightly hot ears, and rushed to Mrs. Ding's side, "Grandma -"
"What are you doing?" Mrs. Ding waited angrily for Mo Fei.
Could it be that he exclaimed, "There's someone here. I didn't see it just now. Besides, it didn't hit you, right? Why are you being so pretentious?"
"Fei Fei." Ding Haonan said in a deep voice, without blaming her, as if he just called her.
Ding Junhui sat on the sofa and continued to read the magazine, "Jia Qi, I'm not telling you, you're not young anymore. Don't be surprised when you do things. See for yourself, are you hurt?"
Ding Jiaqi touched her ears, but apart from being a little hot just now, they were really not hurt.
However, she was really frightened.
Mo Fei sneered and went to sit down next to Ding Junhui.
Grandma Ding tapped the ground with her cane, "Can this thing be thrown around? It means it didn't hit anyone. What if it hits someone?"
Then hit it—
Could it be that he was sneering in his heart and would be happier if he hit her.
"Grandma, my cousin must have been careless. Jiaqi made too much fuss." Ding Jiaqi said with grievance.
"Look, this is the difference, second brother, look at your daughter, you are looking at Jiaqi. Women who have been without the upbringing of their parents for a long time will become wild." Mrs. Ding looked down at Mo Fei.
Could it be that he was angry, Ding Junhui directly held her wrist, and then put down the newspaper in his hand, "Grandma, Jiaqi is well-educated. She went to the Gu family's reporter to question Gu Juexi at the meeting. I don't know who taught her this well-educated person." her?"
Ding Junhui spoke sharply, held Mo Fei's wrist tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Brother, I will avenge you."
Could it be because of these words, the movement that originally wanted to break away from Ding Junhui stopped instantly.
Even his eyes turned red unconsciously.
[Brother will avenge you.
Could it be that sometimes, you have to learn to rely on others.
Look, sometimes you don't need violence to solve things.]