"Where is Ding Junqi?" Ding Haonan asked.

"The study room is talking to Lotte's father." Lotte's mother said, pointing her chin to the direction of the study room.

Ding Haonan nodded and stood up directly. Ding’s mother hurriedly grabbed Ding Haonan’s wrist and said, “Don’t hit the child.”

After Ding's mother finished speaking, she looked at Roten's mother with a little embarrassment, but it was her own child.

Lotte's mother also understands it.

Ding Haonan went directly to the study room. Ding's mother snatched her hands and looked at the location of the study room with concern.

"Grandpa, don't beat dad."

Ding Yuejia's sharp scream came from the study, and Ding's mother suddenly stood up, but she endured it and didn't go over.

"Mr. Ding, please say something." This was Lotte's father's voice. Maybe he didn't expect that Mr. Ding, who looked gentle and elegant, would swing a crutch at his son after he came in and said hello.

"Why is this still fighting?" Rotian's mother said, and hurried to the study.

At this moment, the door of the study was half closed, and Ding Junqi knelt on the ground, and Ding Haonan's crutches were hitting Ding Junqi's back one after another. He didn't say a word and let his father beat him.

Even this matter was not his fault.

But he had no way to explain, and no one of them could explain. Letian could not bear this matter, but could only bear it by himself.

"When you were a child, I taught you to be responsible for your work. Are you so responsible?" Ding Haonan said and hit it, and the force hurts.

Mother Ding stood at the door and didn't dare to go in, so she could only watch her son being beaten.

"Grandpa, grandpa, don't beat dad." Ding Yuejia hugged Ding Haonan's legs and cried. Suddenly he thought of something, he ran out with tears, then pulled out his small cell phone from the sofa and called Leo Tien's cell phone.

Letian was lying on the bed and chatting with Wen Shan. When he saw his son's caller ID, he hurriedly picked it up.

"A man with a son--"

"Wuwu-Mom is coming back soon, Dad is going to be beaten to death by grandpa." Ding Yuejiao was crying there. He probably had been crying for too long, and his voice was hoarse.

Letian sat on the bed. After being stunned for a moment because of his son's words, his neck turned stiffly to Wen Shan, "Yuejia said that his grandfather was going to beat Ding Junqi to death." Letian reacted suddenly and hurriedly got off the bed, "I'll use your Nalan dad's car."

Wen Shan looked at Le Tian who ran out, saying that she didn't like it, let's go and cheat.

I really don’t like it. It has nothing to do with her when I beat her to death. Why do I do so quickly?

On the way back, Lotte was told that his grandparents and father were both at her house. Now his grandfather was tired of fighting and was persuaded by his grandfather.

"Wuwu, mom, will dad be beaten to death?" Ding Yuejia was following grandma at this moment, still worried about his dad.

If you beat him to death, how could you beat him to death if he is so thick in skin?

"Mom will go back later." Letian felt sorry for his son, and he felt sorry for-

The genius felt sorry for that man.

Ding Yuejia was reluctant to hang up the phone and kept talking to his mother so that he could stop crying.

Lotte drove home all the way, got off the car and went straight into the elevator. When he arrived at the door, even his hands trembled. What did the man go to her house to do if he had nothing to do?

The moment when Lotte opened the door, the first thing he saw was the four Buddhas sitting in the living room, Ding Junqi kneeling on the ground, and Ding Yuejia, who ran over and hugged her legs.
Chapter completed!