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.
Wen Shan pursed her lips slightly. “It’s a pity that you’re his nephew’s mother.”
Le Tian peered at Wen Shan. “I’ll stay here for a few days. Your Papa Nalan won’t mind, right?”
“If you stay in the guest room, I guess he won’t mind,” Wen Shan answered Le Tian with a cheeky smile.
Le Tian rolled her eyes. “Never have I expected to live in the same house as the Dean of the School of Physics one day. What a life.”
Wen Shan, “…”
When Ding Junhui returned to his office, he first called his elder brother to inform him how miserable Le Tian was when he found her.
Ding Junqi had just coaxed his unhappy son to sleep. When he heard Ding Junhui’s words, he carefully closed the door behind him. “Where is she now?”
“I sent her to Wen Shan. Everything’s fine for now.”
Ding Junqi responded with an acknowledging grunt while his eyebrows smashed tightly against each other on his head. Did she get beaten after getting home? What did she say when she got home?
Ding Junqi brooded about that when the doorbell rang. He put down his phone and went to open the door.
Outside the door, Mu Qi was holding a lunchbox. After Ding Junqi opened the door, she handed over the lunchbox in her hand and said, “I saw Le Tian leave just now. Since I made some dumplings and I made too much, I brought them over for you.”
Ding Junqi’s gaze landed on the lunch box in her hands before quickly retracting his eyes. “How did you know Le Tian left?”
“Oh, I bumped into her downstairs earlier. Dong Feng was there too.” Mu Qi waved the lunch box in her hand again.
Ding Junqi turned around to close the door.
“Let me tell you. Le Tian’s a stubborn person. She’ll never forgive anyone who has offended her, not in a million years.”
Ding Junqi felt a doubtful jab in his heart when he heard those words. Based on what he understood about Le Tian’s personality, it was quite plausible for her to do such a thing.
“When Dong Feng regretted getting together with me, he didn’t return immediately because he knew better than anyone else that Le Tian would never forgive him.” Mu Qi smiled. “The same applies to you.”
“Don’t compare me to that kind of scum. That includes you,” Ding Junqi snapped and slammed the door shut in Mu Qi’s face.
Mu Qi’s smirked and laughed out loud. Then, she chucked the dumplings in her hand into the bin. Well, men were all the same wherever they were, no? Dong Feng was like this back then and the current Ding Junqi was no exception. Doing it once might not be enough, but after a few times, men would definitely yield.
After retreating into his house, Ding Junqi thought that Dong Feng must have provoked Le Tian. Then, after returning home, she must have quarreled with her father that put her in such a state.
That jerk.
He recalled Ding Junhui saying that he found Le Tian squatting at the side of the road and crying in the rain. It felt like something scratched his heart, and it hurt terribly.
