Wen Shan was satisfied and continued to have a meal with a smile.

After the two of them had dinner, the lights were already on outside.

In early November, early winter has entered. Wen Shan is afraid of the cold and wears thick clothes early.

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

"Brother Gu is a rigorous person. I don't think he will allow the theory of balancing space black holes in your script." Wen Shan still insisted on his own ideas.

"Does Spider-Man? Does King Kong have it? Is Black Panther? How many things are real in the world in the American blockbusters, but they still shot them, and the effect is very good." Nalan Chunbo looked down at Wen Shan and asked rationally.

Wen Shan's eyes turned around, okay, she couldn't refute this.

When the two crossed the street and were still discussing the issue of balancing space, Wen Shan's cell phone suddenly rang. Wen Shan hurriedly pulled out his hand and took out his cell phone.

"Lotte--"

"Fan Zi, where are you? Come to my house quickly. There are reporters at my door, so annoying." Letian's impatient voice came over without waiting for Wen Shan to finish speaking.

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

How could Ding Junqi not be blocked with such direct guidance? So what does Ding Junqi mean?

Lotte stared at the knocking door that kept ringing and looked for the property to complain, but it has not arrived yet.

Lotte was angry and found Ding Junqi's phone number and called directly. The number was given to her by Ding Junqi because she was Ding Yuejia's tutor.

The phone was answered after three times. The man's voice was faint, and she could even think of the expression on the man's face.

"What does Mr. Ding mean?" Letian spoke angrily.

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

"Teacher Le may not understand. If you do something like us, the greater the exposure, the more valuable it is. Especially for me, the most talked about is Yue Jia's mother. After all, everyone likes the money." Ding Junqi's voice was faint, leaning on the sofa and watching her riding in her small suitcase staring at her son. Her deep eyes made people unable to see anything.

Lotte felt that Ding Junqi was mocking her, and the sarcasm was obvious.

"Everyone loves money, but you must be kind to love money. I am not from your circle, so why should Mr. Ding hype me up?" Letian said gritting his teeth.

"Gentleman?" Ding Junqi turned a ring in her hand. Because the irony on her face became stronger and stronger, "One of them, one of them—"

"Ding Junqi, take me to find Letian, hurry up, otherwise I won't want you, dad." Ding Yuejia dropped his small suitcase, crawled directly onto Ding Junqi, snatched his phone, with firmness on his face.

Ding Junqi looked at the phone being hung up and had no intention of being angry.

Letian frowned and looked at the cell phone in his hand. What was he going to say?

Ding Junqi let her son make a fuss, and her tilted body was a bit evil, "She doesn't want you anymore, why are you going to do with her?"
Chapter completed!