Chapter 2015: Accepting Criticism Politely
How was this not love?
Ding Junqi was suddenly overwhelmed by murderous intent. Could that woman just stop?
However, knowing that she was with Wen Shan, Ding Junqi allowed himself to feel more at ease. Ding Junqi thought for a while and returned to the bedroom. He lifted the sleeping Ding Yuejia and woke him up. The little guy was still calling for his mother even when he was asleep.
“Your mother’s return depends wholly on you now,” Ding Junqi said as he helped his son put on his little hat before bringing him out of the house.
Ding Junqi brought Ding Yuejia to the Le family house. If Ding Junqi chose not to go today, he would definitely lose his wife.
Therefore, before the sky turned dark, Ding Junqi braved the heavy rain and appeared at Le Tian’s doorstep with Ding Yuejia in his arms.
Ding Yuejia seemed to be half-awake as he lay on Ding Junqi’s shoulder. The piercing cold made him purse his lips as he shrank deeper into his father’s arms.
The door to the house opened. When Le Tian’s mother saw Ding Junqi, she paused instinctively. She finally felt relieved when Wen Shan informed her that Le Tian was at her place right now. However, looking at Ding Yuejia right now and remembering that he was her little grandson, she could not bring herself to say anything harsh.
“Grandma, cold...” Ding Yuejia mumbled as he lay in his father’s arms pitifully.
Ding Yuejia’s voice destroyed any reservation left in Le Tian’s mother. She immediately retrieved Ding Yuejia from Ding Junqi’s arms and hugged him. “It’s raining and the temperature’s dropping. Why didn’t you give him more clothes before bringing him here?”
Ding Junqi accepted the criticism politely.
Le Tian’s mother sighed and moved away to allow Ding Junqi to enter the house. “Le Tian told us what happened between you two. Her father’s still angry. Since you’ve come over now, I’m afraid—”
Ding Junqi did not expect Le Tian to say that at all. Naturally, he was glad, but he did not dare to express it. He only said, “This is my fault. It’s also my fault that I didn’t inform you from the beginning. Can I go talk to Uncle?”
At this moment, Le Tian’s mother’s attention was all on her grandson. “Go ahead, but her father isn’t in a good mood today. He just— Ah, forget it. Go ahead.”
Ding Junqi understood that she was about to bring up the incident where her father hit Le Tian in the face. He felt immense heartache to know that, but this was his father-in-law. There was nothing else he could do other than letting his heart ache for Le Tian.
After Ding Junqi handed Ding Yuejia to his future mother-in-law, he approached the study.
At this moment, Le Tian’s father was still upset that he hit his daughter. He only felt relieved when he knew where his daughter was.
After Ding Junqi knocked on the door and entered, Le Tian’s father gave him a look. He was no longer as enthusiastic to see Ding Junqi as before. Instead, he looked away.
Ding Junqi was not angry. “Uncle.” Ding Junqi greeted him and closed the door.
Meanwhile, Ding Yuejia was still complaining to his grandmother about how cold and hungry he was while also sniffling because his mother did not want to care about him anymore.
The little fellow overheard his grandmother say that his mother had already revealed that he was her kid, so he should not get into trouble for calling Le Tian ‘mother’, right?
“Ugh, your mother too.” Compared to her daughter, Le Tian’s mother was more concerned about her grandson. “Grandma will cook something for you.”
Ding Yuejia followed his grandmother into the kitchen. The little boy blinked his big eyes at his grandmother. “Grandma, don’t be angry with Mommy, okay?”
Le Tian’s mother wanted to cook some noodles thinking that Ding Junqi must not have eaten dinner yet. There was a hungry child here too. No matter what kinds of trouble they put themselves into, they could not really separate from each other anyway. Thus, Le Tian’s mother accepted reality.
After boiling some water, Le Tian’s mother held Ding Yuejia’s cold hands and led him out. She increased the temperature of the air conditioner and helped him warm his tiny hands.
“Let’s ignore the adults. Let grandma take a good look at you.” No matter how she looked at him, Le Tian’s mother liked this little grandson. He was obedient, sensible, and good-looking. Now, she blamed her daughter even more for not telling her beforehand.
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