[Lotte, no matter how many times you block my number, I still want to tell you that I really know I was wrong. Can you give me another chance?]
Ding Junqi pinched her waist with one hand, how many numbers were blocked
So, how many calls did this man make and how many messages did he send to Lotte
Thinking of this, Ding Junqi couldn't calm herself down. Not only could she not calm down, but she was so angry that she wanted to go to the bathroom to find the woman and ask her what was going on.
Ding Junqi thought about it, and went into the bathroom with her cell phone, then pushed Ding Yuegao out and closed the bathroom door.
Ding Yueyan: "..."
What just happened
Why did it feel like he was standing next to his mother just now, and why did he come out after turning in a circle
Lotte was also confused by this scene. What was this man doing? Convulsions
Ding Junqi held the mobile phone in his hand and looked at Lotte, "What's going on?"
"Are you looking at my phone?" Lotte was instantly filled with anger because of his actions. She raised her hand to snatch her phone, but Ding Junqi directly held her wrist.
"Ding Junqi, you are invading other people's privacy. You are breaking the law." Letian pulled her wrist hard, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women. She was never Ding Junqi's opponent.
Ding Junqi took a step forward and pressed Letian directly against the mirror. Letian's waist was bent backwards, which was extremely uncomfortable.
"How many times has he contacted you?" Ding Junqi was going crazy with jealousy, and he couldn't stop himself from feeling like he was going crazy.
Letian felt uncomfortable, but he couldn't get rid of the man on top of him. All these things he couldn't do turned into anger, and he could only stare at Ding Junqi, "What does it have to do with you?"
The only reason between him and her is because they have a son.
"Letian—" Ding Junqi growled, wishing to break her waist just like that, "You are the mother of my child, and I don't want my child to see a wanton person—"
"Pa—" Before Ding Junqi could finish her words, Letian's struggling wrist hit him directly in the face. That slap used up all her strength.
Ding Junqi's face turned to the side, her face was a little numb, and her palms were warm.
"Shameless." Letian gritted his teeth and said, pushing the person away and leaving the bathroom.
But Ding Junqi reacted very quickly and reached out to hold her wrist, stopping her from leaving. Instead, she pressed her against the glass wall.
"Let me go." Letian struggled.
"Why don't you always listen to me?" Ding Junqi pressed her tightly, and the sound waves of his low roar landed on her face.
Letian raised his head and looked directly into his slightly red eyes, with a mocking smile on his lips, but he didn't know whether the mocking was because of his distrust or something else.
[In the mist-stained bathroom, a woman stood cautiously by the bathtub with her belly bulging and filled the water. The man pushed the door open and pulled her aside. He said in a bad tone: "I told you not to do this kind of thing. If you fall, Can you afford to compensate my son?"
There was obvious love in the harsh tone.
"I'm just releasing the water, why are you nervous?" The woman covered her stomach and looked at the man who was releasing the water.
The man turned around and pressed the woman against the wall. He stretched out his hand to touch the face that he could not see clearly, "Why don't you always listen to me?"]