The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy Chapter 2011 - Despicable

Chapter 2011: Despicable

However, Ding Junqi could not relate to that.

Therefore, he could only berate himself out of anger.

Le Tian raised her head to look at Ding Junqi as if she was trying to find something in his eyes. Eventually, she decided that she saw nothing.

“It has nothing to do with Dong Feng. I’ve discarded everything related to him a long, long time ago. It’s mostly you, you know?” Le Tian said as she flung his hand away. “I’ll go home first. My mom and dad are still waiting for my explanation.” After saying that, Le Tian left without bringing her things with her.

Ding Junqi kicked the stool by his feet away. The stool crashed and sent a loud noise that reverberated in the house.

“Daddy, you made Mommy so angry that she left.” Ding Yuejia stood at the door of his room. Hugging the door, he looked so aggrieved that tears threatened to fall from his eyes. He was convinced that things had never gotten any serious than this before.

Ding Junqi turned around to look at his son with one hand on his waist. Then, he squatted down and extended his arms toward his son.

Ding Yuejia scrambled over with his little legs and sank into his father’s embrace.

“Daddy, let’s go after Mommy. Let’s go to Grandma’s house to see Mommy,” Ding Yuejia mumbled.

Ding Junqi hugged his son. He wanted to go too, but he and Le Tian reached a cul-de-sac. No matter what, Le Tian refused to advance forward.

Even though he had already taken ninety-nine steps, Le Tian insisted on hiding in her tortoisesh.e.l.l.

He was human too; he could get tired too. Neither did he know what he should do next.

Le Tian left Ding Junqi’s house and was about to hire a taxi in the community when Dong Feng’s car stopped in front of her.

Le Tian was already furious from getting told off by Ding Junqi. Now that she saw Dong Feng, her mood worsened when she thought it could not get any worse.

“Le Tian—”

Le Tian retreated, blatantly refusing his touch.

“Why are you here?” Le Tian snapped.

“Le Tian, give me another chance to explain myself, please?” Dong Feng asked anxiously.

“Wasting time is equivalent to wasting my time alive. I have no time to waste here. Go away,” Le Tian answered as she pushed him out of her way.

“Le Tian, I won’t mind no matter whose child you’ve given birth to, but is a man like that worth it? Even now, he knows all about the criticism that the public has for you, but he still won’t stand up for you,” urged Dong Feng as he reached out to grab her wrist.

Le Tian stopped because of his words and spun around to look at Dong Feng. “What did you say?”

“He knows all about—”

“So, you’re the one who let the reporters in yesterday?” Realization finally dawned on Le Tian as she slowly approached Dong Feng. “You attack me with the media so that you can accuse Ding Junqi of not speaking up for me. Is this the way to make your point? You stab me with a knife and then tell me, ‘Look, Ding Junqi won’t save you.’ Do you think I need you proving your point this way?”

Dong Feng was rendered speechless by Le Tian. He wanted to say that was not what he meant, but now—

“Dong Feng, I don’t love you nor like you anymore, so stop using your intelligence—that’s so wonderful it brings me to tears—to disturb my life, okay? I have a child, and my child’s father doesn’t like me getting too close to other people. If you have any sense of shame, please stay away from me.”

“Le Tian—” Dong Feng shouted loudly. Le Tian managed to hail a taxi at the junction and got into the car hastily.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk— Intelligence so wonderful it’s actually touching. I’m impressed.” Mu Qi walked out of the community and crossed her arms as she looked at Dong Feng’s disappointed face.

Hearing her voice, Dong Feng suddenly snapped his head around. “What does that have to do with you?”