2019: Who Filed The Complaint?

Who Filed The Complaint?

Ding Haonan finally put down his crutch. "Ding Junqi, I'm telling you. Do what you must to be responsible to Le Tian. Otherwise, I, Ding Haonan, will disown such an irresponsible son like you."1

Ding Junqi was secretly happy. This was the result he wanted.

Le Tian was shocked. So, what did this 'responsibility' entail?

Ding Haonan was not feeling really well. Thus, Le Tian's mother did not make them stay for dinner. Instead, she asked Le Tian's father to send them back to the hospital first.

Le Tian helped Ding Junqi up. Ding Junqi's expression became slightly more twisted from the pain.

"This is rather cruel, isn't it?" Le Tian's mother could not help but say, "Le Tian, go treat Ding Junqi's wounds. I'll get dinner ready for you guys first. Yuejia, come with Grandma."

Le Tian helped Ding Junqi back to her room. She had to agree that even the usually gentle Ding Haonan could be very terrifying when he was angry.

When Ding Junqi took off his clothes, Le Tian was even more certain that it was scarier for an honest person to get angry.

There was not a single part of his back that was left unharmed.

Le Tian brought the first-aid kit over and found some ointment. "Why did you say that?"

Ding Junqi leaned in bed on his stomach and observed Le Tian's room. He did not really mind the wounds on his back. "What else? Did you plan to explain parallel spaces to them?"

Le Tian choked on her own words.

"In the film industry, there are plenty of unmarried actors and actresses with children out of wedlock, or secretly married. This is the most logical solution." As far as Ding Junqi was concerned, he did not think too much of the wounds behind his back. He put himself in pain to gain affection in the first place. However, it was all good now. Le Tian could not escape even if she wanted to.

He was very satisfied with this result.

"Your father's too harsh." Seeing the wounds on some parts of his body, the corner of Le Tian's eyes could not help but twitch. Just how much force did he use?

"My old man has always placed duty and responsibility above all else. Otherwise, how do you think our family ends up getting suppressed by my uncle for so many years? If my old man found out about this, I knew that I wouldn't be able to escape a beating," Ding Junqi said nonchalantly.

"Hold on. Who told your father about this? Isn't your father at the hospital?" Le Tian was furious.

Ding Junqi turned around to glance at her. Le Tian's lips twitched slightly as she said with disbelief, "It can't be Teacher Ding, can it?"

"He's my father's son too," Ding Junqi said calmly.

Le Tian, "…"

"Teacher Ding has always looked like such an upright person, why did he snitch?" Le Tian was shocked. This completely went against the morals that an educator should upkeep, alright?

Ding Junqi continued laying on his stomach and let Le Tian apply medicine to his wounds. It was alright for the younger brother to take the blame for the elder brother once, right?

"Le Tian, marry me," Ding Junqi suddenly said. In the next second, Le Tian pushed a finger onto Ding Junqi's back. "Hey, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Le Tian looked at him coldly. "Ding Junqi, be realistic."

Ding Junqi endured the pain. "You're the one who needs to be more realistic. Le Tian, do you dare say that you have no feelings for me at all? If you truly don't, why did you come back?"

"I just—"

"So what if we regain our memories? At most, we did not love each other at that time, but what matters is that we love each other now," Ding Junqi said as he got up to throw his shirt over his body He turned back to look at Le Tian, who was sitting by the bed. "Le Tian, I don't want to continue playing the guessing game. I don't care what happened in the past. Whether we loved each other or otherwise, it wouldn't affect the present."

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