Who dares to say that this is not love
Ding Junqi now has the desire to kill people, so why can't the woman calm down
But now that she is with Wenshan, he can feel more at ease. Ding Junqi thought for a moment, then returned to the bedroom and stood up with the sleeping Ding Yuegao in his arms. The little guy was still calling his mother when he fell asleep.
"Whether your mother can come back depends on you." Ding Junqi said, helping his son put on his little hat, and then carried him out.
Ding Junqi took Ding Yueyan to Lejia. If he didn't go at this time, his wife would really be dead.
So before dark, Ding Junqi braved the heavy rain and appeared at the door of Letian's house holding Ding Yue.
Ding Yueyan seemed to be awake but felt a little cold lying on Ding Junqi's shoulder, so he curled his mouth and shrank his body.
The door of the house was opened. After Lotte's mother saw Ding Junqi, she paused subconsciously. Wenshan told her that Lotte was with her, and she felt relieved. But when she saw Ding Yueqi, she thought that this was her little grandson. , she couldn’t say such harsh words.
"Grandma, it's cold." Ding Yuejia whispered, lying in his father's arms feeling aggrieved.
As soon as Ding Yuega spoke this way, Lotte's mother lost all taboos and hurriedly took Ding Yuega's hug, "It's raining to cool down, so why didn't I put him in more clothes and just carried him over."
Ding Junqi accepted the criticism politely.
Letian's mother sighed and then made way for Ding Junqi to come in, "Letian has already told you about your matters, and her father is still angry. If you come here now, I'm afraid—"
Ding Junqi didn't expect Lotte to say that. She was naturally happy in her heart, but she didn't dare to express it. She just said: "It's my fault. It's also my fault that I didn't tell you at the beginning. I can go talk to my uncle." Want to talk?"
Lotte's mother was focused on her grandson at the moment, "Go, but his dad is in a bad mood today, and he just said - forget it, you can go over."
Ding Junqi knew that what she was going to say was about Lotte being beaten, which made him feel distressed, but it was his father-in-law who beat him, and he could do nothing but feel distressed.
After Ding Junqi handed Ding Yue's robe to his future mother-in-law, he went to the study.
At this moment, Lotte's father was still upset because he hit his daughter. He was relieved to know where his daughter was now.
Ding Junqi knocked on the door and went in. Lotte's father glanced at him. He no longer had the previous enthusiasm, but directly changed his gaze.
Ding Junqi was not angry at all, "Uncle." Ding Junqi said hello and reached out to close the door.
Outside, Ding Yueyan, who was sniffing a little bit, was still talking to his grandmother about being cold and hungry, and his mother didn't care about him.
The little guy just heard his grandma say that his mother had told them, so he could call him mother.
"So is your mother." Compared with her daughter, Lotte's mother felt more sorry for her grandson at the moment, "Grandma makes food for her."
Ding Yueyan followed his grandma to the kitchen. The little person blinked at his grandma with big eyes: "Grandma, don't be angry with mom, okay?"
Lotte's mother planned to order some noodles, thinking that Ding Junqi had not eaten dinner either, and they had children. No matter how much trouble they had, they couldn't really separate, so Lotte's mother accepted the reality.
After boiling the water, Lotte's mother held her little grandson's cold hand, took him out, turned up the temperature of the air conditioner, and then warmed his little hands.
"We don't care about adults' matters. Let grandma take a good look at it." Lotte's mother liked this little grandson no matter what. He was well-behaved, sensible, and good-looking. Now she was even more surprised that her daughter didn't tell her in advance.