Le Tian’s mother gave Le Tian’s father a little nudge, “Why did you hit your daughter?”
Le Tian’s tears fell like strings of pearls as she slowly raised her head to look at her father, who was trembling slightly. Nobody was sure it was due to anger or heartache.
“Other than blaming me, none of you know, much less care, about what has happened to me over the years,” Le Tian yelled as she spun around and ran out of the house.
“Le Tian—”
“Let her go!” Le Tian’s father roared angrily to stop Le Tian’s mother from chasing after her.
“What the hell are you doing? That’s your daughter, not your enemy.” Le Tian’s mother was also crying from anger. She looked up at the sky. “It’s going to rain soon, and she doesn’t even have an umbrella. What do you want her to do?”
How could Le Tian’s father not feel sorry for his own daughter?
However, it was exactly because he was Le Tian’s father that it was impossible for him not to be angry at Le Tian for keeping such a big secret from him.
This anger stemmed from his heartache for his daughter.
Not long after Le Tian ran out, heavy rain began to fall. Le Tian, who had nowhere else to go, was alone and drenched in the first rain of the year on the streets. The chill of the end of winter lingered still.
The whole world put the blame on her—Ding Junqi felt that she was wrong and accused her of refusing to acknowledge Yuejia’s identity; her father felt that she was wrong because she admitted Ding Yuejia’s identity.
Whether she admitted it or not, she was the one at fault.
On his way back from a meeting, Ding Junhui recognized the figure squatting in the corner, trembling in fear. Having already driven past her, he thought that something was not quite right and reversed the car immediately. After confirming who the person was, he hurriedly retrieved an umbrella, opened the door, and got out of the car.
Ding Junhui ran over, took off his jacket, and draped it over Le Tian’s shoulders.
Le Tian raised her head. It was hard to tell if her face was wet with tears or rain, but her eyes were definitely red.
“Teacher Ding.”
Ding Junhui held an umbrella in one hand and helped Le Tian up with the other. “Why are you here? Did you fight with my brother?” As Ding Junhui spoke, he noticed the red marks on Le Tian’s face. His heart skipped a beat. “Did my brother hit you?”
Le Tian shook her head. Although Ding Junqi was an asshole, it was true that he would never hit her.
Ding Junhui helped her into the car with one hand, then walked past the car and turned on the heater. He took a blanket from the back and handed it to Le Tian.
Ding Junhui looked at the trembling girl in the front passenger seat and hurriedly started the car engine. “Should I send you back?”
“No.” spat Le Tian through gritted teeth. She did not want to go back anywhere.
Ding Junhui signed in resignation. He drove back to school and sent Le Tian to Wen Shan’s place instead.
After all, this was his future elder sister-in-law, and he definitely could not keep her at his house. His eldest brother might not dare to hit his sister-in-law, but Ding Junqi could totally beat him to death.
Wen Shan had been stuck at home preparing for her graduation thesis.
Therefore, when Ding Junhui brought Le Tian over, Wen Shan was completely flabbergasted. Without another word, she pushed Le Tian into the bathroom and handed Le Tian some of her own clothes.
“What happened?” Wen Shan approached Ding Junhui, who was about to leave.
“She probably fought with my brother. You can ask her. I still have class, so I’ll be leaving first,” Ding Junhui said before turning to leave.
Wen Shan slowly ran to the bathroom door and leaned against it, listening to the sound of water flowing. “Did you quarrel with your Best Actor?”
“No, my dad hit me. I told him I gave birth to Yuejia.” Le Tian’s voice was extremely nasal because she cried for too long and was drenched in the rain.
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Le Tian’s mother gave Le Tian’s father a little nudge, “Why did you hit your daughter?”
Le Tian’s tears fell like strings of pearls as she slowly raised her head to look at her father, who was trembling slightly. Nobody was sure it was due to anger or heartache.
“Other than blaming me, none of you know, much less care, about what has happened to me over the years,” Le Tian yelled as she spun around and ran out of the house.
“Le Tian—”
“Let her go!” Le Tian’s father roared angrily to stop Le Tian’s mother from chasing after her.
“What the hell are you doing? That’s your daughter, not your enemy.” Le Tian’s mother was also crying from anger. She looked up at the sky. “It’s going to rain soon, and she doesn’t even have an umbrella. What do you want her to do?”
How could Le Tian’s father not feel sorry for his own daughter?
However, it was exactly because he was Le Tian’s father that it was impossible for him not to be angry at Le Tian for keeping such a big secret from him.
This anger stemmed from his heartache for his daughter.
Not long after Le Tian ran out, heavy rain began to fall. Le Tian, who had nowhere else to go, was alone and drenched in the first rain of the year on the streets. The chill of the end of winter lingered still.
The whole world put the blame on her—Ding Junqi felt that she was wrong and accused her of refusing to acknowledge Yuejia’s identity; her father felt that she was wrong because she admitted Ding Yuejia’s identity.
Whether she admitted it or not, she was the one at fault.
On his way back from a meeting, Ding Junhui recognized the figure squatting in the corner, trembling in fear. Having already driven past her, he thought that something was not quite right and reversed the car immediately. After confirming who the person was, he hurriedly retrieved an umbrella, opened the door, and got out of the car.
Ding Junhui ran over, took off his jacket, and draped it over Le Tian’s shoulders.
Le Tian raised her head. It was hard to tell if her face was wet with tears or rain, but her eyes were definitely red.
“Teacher Ding.”
Ding Junhui held an umbrella in one hand and helped Le Tian up with the other. “Why are you here? Did you fight with my brother?” As Ding Junhui spoke, he noticed the red marks on Le Tian’s face. His heart skipped a beat. “Did my brother hit you?”
Le Tian shook her head. Although Ding Junqi was an asshole, it was true that he would never hit her.
Ding Junhui helped her into the car with one hand, then walked past the car and turned on the heater. He took a blanket from the back and handed it to Le Tian.
Ding Junhui looked at the trembling girl in the front passenger seat and hurriedly started the car engine. “Should I send you back?”
“No.” spat Le Tian through gritted teeth. She did not want to go back anywhere.
Ding Junhui signed in resignation. He drove back to school and sent Le Tian to Wen Shan’s place instead.
After all, this was his future elder sister-in-law, and he definitely could not keep her at his house. His eldest brother might not dare to hit his sister-in-law, but Ding Junqi could totally beat him to death.
Wen Shan had been stuck at home preparing for her graduation thesis.
Therefore, when Ding Junhui brought Le Tian over, Wen Shan was completely flabbergasted. Without another word, she pushed Le Tian into the bathroom and handed Le Tian some of her own clothes.
“What happened?” Wen Shan approached Ding Junhui, who was about to leave.
“She probably fought with my brother. You can ask her. I still have class, so I’ll be leaving first,” Ding Junhui said before turning to leave.
Wen Shan slowly ran to the bathroom door and leaned against it, listening to the sound of water flowing. “Did you quarrel with your Best Actor?”
“No, my dad hit me. I told him I gave birth to Yuejia.” Le Tian’s voice was extremely nasal because she cried for too long and was drenched in the rain.
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