Ding Junqi didn't feel that she needed to explain this issue to Filina. First, they were just friends and there was no need to talk about these private matters. Second, he didn't bother to explain his love life to others.

But at this moment, Ding Junqi wanted to start explaining some of this problem.

So Rotian just walked to the bedroom door with his doll and pillow, and heard Ding Junqi's cold voice.

"Filena, what is the reason for us? I think you know better than me, and you and I are just friends. I think you have no position to blame my fiancée so much."

"Fiancée?" Feilina's voice was a little sharp, and even her previous disguise disappeared. She stared at Ding Junqi, "So are you blaming me for a woman you haven't known for a long time? Are you blaming me for a woman who has left you father and son for so many years? Ding Junqi, don't forget that you can achieve what you are now entirely because of me."

No matter how generous a woman is, she will still be proud of kindness in the end. This first point is the most annoying thing in human society.

Humans are like treasure houses, and there are always various things in their minds that you cannot fully understand.

For example, if you don’t want to repay kindness, you are a saint, but not many humans can become saints, so they always show that I am your benefactor in the attitude of me not wanting you to repay kindness.

And what about the people who receive the favor?

I am grateful to you, but my gratitude is completely different from the gratitude you ask for. My gratitude is my direct feelings, and the feeling of being asked for gratitude is annoying.

Ding Junqi feels like this now. He is grateful for Filina's help to him, but he will never like to hear this emotional conversation of "I helped you, you have to listen to me."

"Felina, I am very grateful for your help to me back then, but this is not your reason to be domineering to me here, and I can help you with anything, but this does not include love." Ding Junqi said in a deep voice, "How about Lotte and me? That's all a problem between us. Even if you are good friends, I don't think you have the right to accuse me of my relationship here."

Ding Junqi's face remained unchanged, and her voice was already cold, but this coldness contained a kind of indifference, which was alienation.

Feilina is not stupid, she is very smart, so she can see this alienation.

Her relationship with Ding Junqi has been completely far away, perhaps the kind that cannot even make friends.

"I want to know what good is that woman, which makes you miss you for so many years." Feilina regained her rationality and spoke word by word.

"she--"

"I may not be better than Miss Filina anywhere, but as long as I am the best for him, that's enough." Rochet came out of the bedroom, still wearing pajamas, loose hair, holding a pillow in her hand and covering her belly. The gauze on her fingers was particularly obvious, so obvious that she could see it almost with her head down.

Ding Junqi hurried over and supported the person, "Who asked you to come out?"

But Le Tian did not look at him, but walked directly over him to Filina who was looking at him with his back straight, then stopped in front of her, looked up at Filina's sharp gaze.
Chapter completed!