Le Tian raised her head to look at Ding Junqi with a face full of surprise that meant, 'Ooh, what kind of operation is that?'
Indeed, she did not understand the world of the rich.
"I'll take Yuejia out for a while. We'll be back soon," Ding Junqi said as he carried him out.
Le Tian watched curiously as the father-and-son duo left. She looked at the lunchboxes that were more or less packed. Did that mean she should put them back?
At half-past nine in the morning, Ding Junqi appeared in the hotel lobby with Ding Yuejia.
There were already walls of reporters waiting outside.
"Mr. Ding, what happened last night... Were you really drunk?"
"Mr. Ding, there were rumors that Miss Le was the mother of your child. May I ask about this—"
