Wenshan was satisfied and continued to eat with a smile.

After they had dinner, it was the beginning of the light outside.

B city in early November is already in early winter. Wenshan is afraid of cold and wears thick clothes early.

Nalan Chunbo put her cold little hand into his pocket, and then took her back to school.

"Brother Gu is a serious guy. I don't think he will allow the theory of black holes in equilibrium space to appear in your script." Wenshan still insists on her own idea.

"Spider man? Do you have King Kong? Do you have Panthers? How many things in American blockbusters are real in the world, but they still shoot them, and the effect is very good. " Nalan Chunbo looks down at Wenshan and asks rationally.

Wenshan's big eyes turned. Well, she had no way to refute this.

When they cross the road and are still discussing the problem of balance space, Wenshan's mobile phone suddenly rings. Wenshan quickly pulls out her hand and takes it out.

"Lotte"

"Fan, where are you? Come to my house as soon as possible. There are reporters at my special door. I'm so bored. " Lotte's impatient voice did not wait for Wenshan to finish.

Wenshan looked up at Nalan Chunbo, who was waiting for her to finish the call. "Lotte said that her door was surrounded by reporters. Let me go and save her now."

Ding Junqi so direct guidance, how can not be blocked, so what does Ding Junqi mean?

Rakuten stares at the ringing knock on the door and complains about the property. It hasn't arrived yet.

Lotte is annoyed, finds Ding Junqi's phone and calls her directly. This number is given to her by Ding Junqi, because she is Ding Yuejia's tutor.

The phone rang three times before it was answered. The man's voice was faint. She could even think of the expression on the man's face.

"Mr. Ding, what does that mean?" Lotte is angry.

Ding Junqi is also watching the news. Ding Yuejia is waiting for an opportunity to run away from home, but his father has been watching him.

"Teacher Le may not understand. The more exposure we have, the more valuable it is. Especially for me, the most topical one is Yue Jia's mother. After all, everyone likes money." Ding Junqi's voice is faint. She leans on the sofa and looks at her son, who is sitting in her suitcase and staring at her son. Her deep eyes make people see nothing.

Lotte thinks that Ding Junqi is satirizing her, and the irony is very obvious.

"Everyone loves money, but you have to have manners to love money. I'm not a member of your circle, so why should Mr. Ding stir fry me up?" Lotte said with gnashing teeth.

"Grace?" Ding Junqi turned a ring in her hand. Because of these two words, the irony on her face became more and more intense, "one even oneself --"

"Ding Junqi, take me to Lotte. Hurry up, or I won't want your father." Ding Yuejia drops his small suitcase and climbs directly to Ding Junqi. He grabs his mobile phone with a firm face.

Ding Junqi looked at the phone being hung up, but did not mean angry.

Lotte frowned at his mobile phone in his hand, what did he want to say?

Ding Junqi allowed her son to fool around on himself, leaning forward with a bit of evil spirit, "she doesn't want you, what do you want to do with her?"