Lotte body flexible from his body out, looking back at the man sitting on the bed, "when you promise to let my father sign on my consent."

Ding Junqi face slightly changed, before the smile disappeared, the child is not to hold that thing can not go?

"Happy you"

"If you can't, don't talk about getting married or getting a license all the time. It's meaningless. I can convince my father myself." Lotte interrupts Ding Junqi and stops what he may say next.

"I've said this question many times. I don't think it's necessary for us to continue. I promise to change my job. Even if you want to start a business, I can directly give you money." Ding Junqi said in a deep voice.

Rakuten slightly bulging his cheek, listening to Ding Junqi's words, "if I don't like something else, do you think it's meaningful for me to do it?"

Ding Junqi stretched out her hand and pinched her forehead. "You can guarantee that you just draw design drawings. As long as you enter the laboratory, the radiation inside is not what you can imagine."

"Why can others do it but I can't?"

"Other people are not my daughter-in-law." Ding Junqi directly retorted, meaning is very obvious, others are not my daughter-in-law, I just don't care.

That's a good answer.

Lotte has decided not to talk about it. Anyway, every time this problem is raised, it's better not to talk about it.

Ding Junqi also chose not to continue this topic before two people quarrel, "tomorrow you help me go to the hospital to take care of my father, try not to let him watch the news, I'm afraid he can't stand it."

Lotte nodded, and they changed the topic again, not touching the topic that they would quarrel with each time.

After Lotte nodded, he watched Ding Junqi move Ding Yue to a small bed on one side.

Rakuten

"It's time to let him sleep alone. How old is that?" Ding Junqi has always had a problem with her son sleeping with them. Originally, she spent less time with her daughter-in-law and more than half of her time with her son.

Lotte's right to complain about this man should not be heard. Isn't he the one who took his son to sleep before?

And Rakuten has a feeling that tomorrow may not stop his father.

Lotte went to the hospital early in the morning, and Ding Junqi was going to the crew, so Ding Yuejia naturally followed Lotte to the hospital. When they got to the hospital, they were already in the ward, and now they were eating fruit in bed.

I don't know. I thought it was her.

"Grandfather." Ding Yue's cassock pounced on Cui Sheng's mouth and cried, his little hand touching Ding Haonan's face: "is Grandpa better? The baby has been worried about her grandfather. "

Rakuten: not at all, OK?

"Grandfather is OK." When Ding Haonan looked at his little grandson, he was in a better mood.

"It's no wonder that you're stabbed by your own mother. You think it's your mother. People don't think you're a son." Could it be that he laughed.

"No, No." Mrs. Ding reached for her daughter.

Rakuten

Son, you are so direct.

Ding Haonan's face became more and more ugly and self mocking.

"In fact, it's good, at least you don't have to feel guilty." Lotte said hastily.

Ding Haonan is in a better mood when he looks at Lotte.

"After all, it's not my fault." Don't you speak again.

"No, No." Mrs. Ding directly dragged Murphy out of bed and went out.

"Mom, I'm not wrong. You're also wrong. You just connive at my father's self deception all the time." Murphy's voice is still at the door, but the door of the ward has been closed.