Ding Jiaqi glared, "even you scold me?"

Zhao Fangyu looked at Ding Jiaqi with a sneer. "I didn't scold you. I'm just reminding you that it's Mrs. Gu's good friend. If you want to continue to get benefits from your second uncle, you'd better not offend him, or you won't get anything."

"The Ding family will be ours sooner or later." Ding Jiaqi said with gnashing teeth.

"What did you say?" Zhao Fangyu looks at Ding Jiaqi with bewilderment.

"It's none of your business." Ding Jiaqi said, directly turned away from here.

Zhao Fangyu's long and narrow eyes looked at Ding Jiaqi's back and didn't speak for a long time.

At the end of the interview, Ding Junqi had to rush back to the propaganda group, but before Ding Junqi boarded the plane, the photo of him holding Xinya's wrist was sent out.

It's a pity that the news was completely deleted within a minute after it was published.

News about new shoots is disappearing faster than coming out.

But Ding Junqi's negative news has always existed.

When Ding Junqi returned to the propaganda crew, even the director was watching him carefully.

Ding Junqi with irritability directly back to his room, even Lotte and Ding Yuejia did not go to see.

He knows there's someone behind him, but he hasn't caught him yet.

And the Ding family.

When you drive home, the atmosphere in the living room is a little strange.

Could it be that he turned the car key in his hand, and then with a little force, the car key flew out of his hand, directly across Ding Jiaqi's ear and landed on the table.

"Ah --" frightened, Ding Jiaqi jumped up, covered her slightly hot ears and rushed to Mrs. Ding, "grandma --"

"What are you doing?" Mr. Ding is waiting for him in a huff.

Could it be that he yelled, "there are people here. I didn't see them just now. Besides, they didn't hit you, did they? What are you doing with such affectation? "

"No, No." Ding Haonan opened his mouth in a deep voice. He didn't blame her. It seemed that he just called her.

Ding Junhui sat on the sofa and continued to read the magazine, "Jiaqi, it's not me who said you, you're not young. Don't be surprised when you do things. Look for yourself. Are you hurt?"

Ding Jiaqi touched her ears, but she didn't hurt her except that she was just a little hot.

But she was really scared.

Can you laugh and sit down beside Ding Junhui.

Granny Ding knocked on the ground with her crutch. "Can you throw this thing about? It didn't hit people. What if it hit people? "

Then hit it——

Could it be that the sneer in her heart made her happier.

"Grandma, the cousin should be careless. It's Jiaqi who makes such a fuss." Ding Jiaqi said with grievance.

"Look, that's the difference. Second, look at your daughter. You're looking at Jiaqi. Women who have not been raised by their parents for a long time are wild." Mrs. Ding was contemptuous.

In anger, Ding Junhui held her wrist directly, then put down the newspaper in his hand, "grandma, Jiaqi is well bred. She ran to Gu's reporter to the meeting and questioned Gu juexi. I don't know who taught her this education?"

Ding Junhui's words were sharp. He held Murphy's wrist tightly. He whispered in her ear and said, "I'll take revenge for you."

Could it be that because of these words, Ding Junhui's action stopped in an instant.

Even the eyes are unconsciously red.

I'll take revenge on you.

Sometimes, you have to learn to rely on others.

Look, sometimes you don't need to use violence to solve things