It was no wonder that those reporters would not let her go.
Therefore, Le Tian decided to go home.
Ding Yuejia looked pitifully at his mother, who was packing up her things, and asked softly, “Mommy, don’t you want me anymore?”
Le Tian paused for a moment. She started to feel a strong sense of guilt after hearing her son’s pitiful voice. She put down the clothes in her hands and went over to hug Ding Yuejia. “Mommy is just going home first. I’ll still accompany you during the day.”
“But I want to be with Mommy forever.” Ding Yuejia’s little hand tugged on Le Tian’s clothes as he looked up at Le Tian.
Le Tian thought for a while and carried Ding Yuejia out. They found Ding Junqi smoking on the balcony outside. When he saw them coming out, Ding Junqi extinguished the cigarette in an instant and waved his hands about, trying to disperse the smell of smoke from the balcony.
Ding Junqi was a smoker?
Le Tian paused. This was news to her.
His fans probably did not know this either.
Ding Junqi actually smoked?
Le Tian looked at the man who came into the house from the balcony and said hesitantly, “I… I want to bring Yuejia back to my house. It’s not good for me to stay at your place.”
After all, she was bringing the son that he raised for years.
Ding Junqi came in still smelling like cigarette smoke.
It was a little pungent, but it was not unacceptable.
Ding Junqi reached out to carry Ding Yuejia over and put him on the ground. “Go back to your room first. Daddy has something to say to Mommy.”
Ding Yuejia’s large eyes rolled curiously. Eventually, he nodded his little head and returned to his room, not without at least three backward glances.
“Yuejia has been by my side since young,” Ding Junqi said. He did not seem surprised by Le Tian’s request. This was the reason Dong Feng sent those reporters over. The rumors were not for the public eyes, but Le Tian’s parents.
That was because Dong Feng knew Le Tian’s parents well.
“I know.” Le Tian shifted her gaze away. Of course, she knew that Ding Junqi raised Ding Yuejia himself.
“I can’t even bear to let my parents take care of him. Do you think your parents will believe you if you say that I let you bring Ding Yuejia home?” Ding Junqi asked in a low voice.
This meant that it was impossible for Le Tian to take Ding Yuejia away, neither was it logical.
Ding Junqi looked at Le Tian’s tightly knitted brows. He fought back the urge to say, ‘Why don’t you bring me with you too?’ However, he would not be able to say this out loud even if he was beaten to death.
“But Yuejia—”
“Is it so difficult for you to admit that you’re Yuejia’s mother?” Ding Junqi suddenly said. Since he could not do anything to Le Tian, he kicked the stool next to him that gave off a noise that was piercing to the ears. “He’s not a kid picked up from the streets. He’s our biological child. Is it so difficult for you to admit that you gave birth to him?”
Just a second ago, Ding Junqi had been restraining himself so that he could have a proper conversation with Le Tian. However, there was really no way he could speak in a sane manner now.
The only thing he could control was not to send his outbursts at Le Tian.
“Le Tian, I don’t mind any of that. What exactly are you concerned about?” Ding Junqi said as he placed his hands on her shoulders. “You say that you’ve promised Yuejia that you’ll stay with him. Is this because you still can’t forget him, or do you simply hate me to this extent?”
Ding Junqi’s questioning was accompanied by a suppressed growl. For the child’s sake, they even had to be careful when they were arguing.
That was because they intended to be good parents.
Le Tian’s shoulders ached from getting shaken. A question like this—the kind that originated from the depths of his soul—left her no space for arguments.
Why?
She was simply afraid that there would be truths in her memory that she would find unacceptable.
