Le Tian did not care about what Ding Junqi thought. She was here for her son. She sort of had a clear conscience about that.
That was what Le Tian thought. However, Ding Junqi felt that it made sense. If they left just like that, it would only make things worse.
Convinced by Le Tian's words, Ding Junqi's mood improved greatly and wanted to go back to wash up and change his clothes.
"Le Tian, or is it because you can't bear the thought of leaving?" After walking to the door and turning around suddenly, Ding Junqi asked Le Tian full of the cheekiness of a man who pretended that he was exploited even though he clearly profited.
Ding Yuejia picked up his pants and clapped his little hands excitedly. The second he heard his old man said that, he witnessed the drastic change of expression on his mother's face.
Then, Ding Junqi was slapped out of the room with a towel.
