The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 1968 - Le Tian's Father's Worries

Chapter 1968: Le Tian’s Father’s Worries

Le Tian extended a hand to fish out the key to open the door. Ding Junqi carried Ding Yuejia into the house and placed him on the ground before returning to his own room.

Le Tian lowered her head to look at her son, who was also watching her. Things did not seem to be going well right now.

Le Tian gestured with her head and pointed outside. Ding Yuejia gave her a serious nod. Therefore, Le Tian, who had just entered the house, turned around and left the apartment with Ding Yuejia.

The minivan downstairs had already left. Le Tian, wearing a mask with Ding Yuejia in tow, hailed a taxi at the entrance to the apartment. She decided to go home after all. She could not afford to aggravate the current Ding Junqi now.

Furthermore, what he needed now was some alone time.

Therefore, she chose to leave this area full of landmines.

Ding Junqi returned to his room to change out of his clothes. However, when he exited his room, the living room was empty. He reached out and pushed open the door to the guest room. There was no one inside either.

Good. Le Tian was truly good.

This woman really ran away, and she ran away with his son.

Le Tian brought Ding Yuejia home. Le Tian’s mother and father just finished dinner and were in the midst of clearing the table.

“Why are you back?” Le Tian’s mother was aware that Le Tian had gone to work as Ding Junqi’s a.s.sistant. She had been showing off to her friends about that for days that her daughter was now a celebrity’s a.s.sistant.

Le Tian made her way into the house and went straight to the kitchen to look for food. “Why can’t I come back? Isn’t this my house?”

Ding Yuejia followed Le Tian into the kitchen. He was also hungry.

“Grandma, Yuejia is so hungry. I haven’t had dinner yet,” Ding Yuejia said pitifully.

“Oh, dear. My poor sweetheart, I’ll make something for you now,” Le Tian’s mother said, pus.h.i.+ng Le Tian away from the fridge. “How can you not let a child eat something first?”

Le Tian rolled her eyes. With Ding Junqi looking like that, who would dare to mention food?

Ding Yuejia raised his little head and looked at Le Tian’s mother as she fried some eggs for him. This was the fastest.

After she was done frying one egg, Le Tian brought Ding Yuejia and a plate out. She placed the plate on the dining table and lifted Ding Yuejia to sit on the stool.

“What happened to the Ding family recently?” Le Tian’s father asked as he held the newspaper. “Ding Junqi’s father is hospitalized?”

“Yes, he had a heart attack, but he’s fine now,” Le Tian answered her father as she watched Ding Yuejia eat.

“Oh, well. I heard it’s all because of the rights to the company. This family is really messy,” Le Tian’s father said thoughtfully.

As a man, he could somehow understand Ding Junqi’s intentions. However, as a father, how could he bear to let his daughter be part of such a family?

Hence, Le Tian’s father hesitated.

Le Tian, who was feeding Ding Yuejia, did not notice the change in her father’s expression, nor did she decipher her father’s implied meaning.

Ding Yuejia held his small spoon and started scooping up his eggs. Le Tian went to pour him some milk.

“I think the Ding family’s news is getting more and more severe. Isn’t Ding Junqi still filming his new movie?” Le Tian’s father asked again.

Ding Yuejia looked up at Le Tian’s father. “Grandpa, my grandpa gave the company to my aunt a long time ago. So, my father has nothing to do with the company. My daddy is angry because my grandpa is hurt,” Ding Yuejia explained crisply.

He had a hunch that Grandpa might not like Daddy that much anymore.

How could this do?

No, no, it could not do. Definitely not.

Le Tian returned with a gla.s.s of milk. “What has it got to do with him? The company isn’t his. Hey, Dad. Stop caring about other people’s business. It has nothing to do with us anyway.”