There was only one thought in Wen Shan's mind—things escalated so quickly it caught everyone off guard.
"Why did you suddenly think of telling your father about Yuejia?" Wen Shan remembered that Le Tian had always been reluctant to announce this.
"Ding Junqi that jerk said that I refused to acknowledge Yuejia as my son." Le Tian sniffled as she spoke.
Wen Shan thought about it before turning around to the kitchen to make Le Tian some ginger soup.
By the time she was done making the ginger soup, Le Tian was already out of the shower.
Le Tian's figure was similar to Wen Shan's, so Le Tian had no problem fitting into Wen Shan's clothes.
Wen Shan placed the ginger soup on the table and looked at Le Tian. "Then, how did Teacher Ding end up picking you up?"
"Without a home to go to, I ended up on the streets. As the rain mercilessly poured on me, Teacher Ding descended from the sky," Le Tian answered inattentively.
