Ding Yuejia ran to the sofa after coming out of the bathroom and sat down next to Le Tian. “Le Tian, can you not drive me away this time?”
“I’m your mother.” Le Tian touched his little head. This kid had been calling her by the name all day. It was fine before, but it was not allowed now.
“Le Tian, did you promise to be with my father?” Ding Yuejia asked excitedly.
“Hey, hey.” Le Tian rested a hand on his shoulder to calm him down. “I’m your mother. It has nothing to do with your father. You can only choose one, me or him.”
“Of course I’ll choose you, but how can you be my mother if you are not with my father?” Ding Yuejia blinked his big eyes at Le Tian innocently.
Wen Shan laughed on the other end of the line. That was a good question. How could you be a mother if you did not marry the father?
Le Tian’s expression grew weary. Why was this kid asking so many questions?
“I used to think Brother Gu’s son was sharp, but I think your son can rival him.”
“Did you want to talk about anything?” Le Tian decided to talk to her son properly.
However, she was still struggling to figure it out. How could she explain it to her son?
“Why are you being mean? I am genuinely concerned about you now,” Wen Shan said sincerely. “I just want to say, wasn’t Ding Junqi your Prince Charming back then? You had a child with your Prince Charming, isn’t that great?”
“If he’s so great, why were you nervous before?”
“He’s not my Prince Charming. My Prince Charming is cooking for me now,” Wen Shan said proudly. She yelled again when her back hurt and the call ended suddenly.
Ding Yuejia watched Le Tian throw the phone onto the table with wide eyes.
Le Tian looked down at Ding Yuejia. She wanted to explain the situation to him but she could not. “Are you hungry? I’ll go buy something for you to eat, okay?”
Ding Yuejia felt weird. It was so strange that Le Tian was treating him well suddenly since she always rejected him when he came to see her. However, she wanted to buy food for him today?
Ding Yuejia’s cautious gaze hurt Le Tian, but she blamed it on Ding Junqi.
Le Tian carried Ding Yuejia and got up. “Fine, I’ll take you too.”
Ding Yuejia blinked, dumbfounded.
Nalan Chunbo had come in from outside after he heard Wen Shan yell.
“Le Tian hung up on me,” Wen Shan complained.
Nalan Chunbo sat down beside the bed. The soup was still boiling in the pot.
“She still does not fully understand the situation, of course she’ll hang up if you call her now,” Nalan Chunbo said and reached for the blanket. “Does it still hurt?”
Wen Shan shook her head, then hesitated and nodded.
She initially wanted to be polite to him, but he was her boyfriend. She got him fair and square without stealing him from anyone. Why should she be polite to him?
Nalan Chunbo frowned, blaming himself again. Wen Shan quietly reached out and held Nalan Chunbo’s hand. “It doesn’t hurt that much. I originally planned to…”
“Planned to do what?” Nalan Chunbo asked softly, leaning over so he could hear her even if she whispered.
