Chapter 1994: Intrusive Memory
Le Tian was busy getting infatuated by the foreign superstar who was talking to Gu Juexi when Ding Junqi pinched her by the neck.
“What are you doing?” Le Tian turned around and glared at Ding Junqi with eyes full of dismay.
Ding Junqi snorted. How dare this woman look at another man right under his nose and still blatant enough to throw him such glares?
“Let’s pack up and leave. What are you looking at?” Ding Junqi said as he went to change.
Le Tian rolled her eyes in public.
After Ding Junqi entered the changing room, Mu Qi walked up to Le Tian’s side without any warning.
Le Tian turned around and peered at her before lowering her eyes to help Ding Yuejia put on his bag properly.
“Le Tian, it’s been a long time since we’ve last hung out. Why don’t we get Wen Shan and hang out?” Mu Qi flipped her long hair and looked at Le Tian with an ambiguous smile.
Le Tian did not bother raising her head as she continued to straighten Ding Yuejia’s clothes. “I don’t remember being this close to you.”
“Don’t you want to know why Dong Feng chose to be with me back then?” Mu Qi smirked at Le Tian.
Le Tian tidied Ding Yuejia’s clothes before looking up at the confident Mu Qi.
“Why should I care about a man who has already expired?” Le Tian said as she took Ding Yuejia away.
Mu Qi blocked Le Tian’s path. “Le Tian, don’t you know that the person Dong Feng has always loved is you? Didn’t you attempt to commit suicide for him? That must mean that you love him too, right?”
Mu Qi enunciated every sentence.
The scene of Le Tian cutting her wrist in a final act of desperation filled Le Tian’s mind. After that, she remained in a daze after getting rescued. During that period of time, Wen Shan stayed by her side until one day, she got drunk and—
Screech— Bam—
A violent tremble shot through Le Tian’s entire body. A car accident?
When did she get into a car accident?
Le Tian lowered her head to look at Ding Yuejia. Currently, Ding Yuejia was looking at his mother with worried eyes. Was there something wrong with his mother?
Le Tian’s mind was in a mess, but she maintained a calm composure as she looked at Mu Qi.
Ding Junqi, who had just returned from changing his clothes, overheard Mu Qi’s question too. However, he did not rush over because he wanted to know too—he wanted to know Le Tian’s answer.
Le Tian held Ding Yuejia’s small hand and tried not to think about the car accident.
“So, who hasn’t committed immature acts when they were young?” Le Tian replied as she peered at Mu Qi. “Then again, you’ve been stealing men from others since you were young. How would you know what immaturity is? You’ve always been a sensible one, haven’t you?”
“You—” Mu Qi’s expression grew twisted at Le Tian’s retort.
Ding Junqi walked over and picked up Ding Yuejia. “Time to go.”
Le Tian raised her head just in time to see Ding Junqi standing up with Ding Yuejia in his arms. Another image popped up in her mind again.
[She and Wen Shan were lying on the ground in pain. Her forehead and Wen Shan’s arms were covered with blood that had been diluted by the rain.
A man got down from the car with an umbrella and walked toward them. He squatted down and nudged Le Tian’s arm. “Miss, Miss—”]
Le Tian felt as if she had been struck by lightning. Her eyes that landed on Ding Junqi were filled with unease and confusion.
“Le Tian?” Ding Junqi called out.
Le Tian’s body shook momentarily as she walked past Ding Junqi and left. “It’s nothing. Let’s go. I don’t want to waste time with pointless people.”
Ding Junqi lifted his son and frowned as he watched Le Tian head out. What was going on?