Ding Yuejia looked up at Le Tian pleadingly. "I don't want to go with him. I just want to stay here with you, please don't leave me."
Ding Yuejia was still clutching Le Tian's thigh tightly.
Le Tian pursed her lips as she stared down at the little brat.
Why was Ding Yuejia stopping her from leaving him? Why was Ding Yuejia so attached to her?
"Ding Yuejia, let's go," Ding Junqi said sternly.
Ding Yuejia scoffed. As he walked towards Ding Junqi, he kept glancing back at Le Tian, looking betrayed.
Ding Junqi took his son's mini luggage, then turned to Le Tian who stood by the door. "Is money the most important thing to you?"
"Absolutely. At the very least, money ranks higher than men like you," Le Tian answered bluntly.
Ding Junqi nodded. He got her point.
Ding Junqi took out a stack of cash notes from his wallet and placed the stack on Le Tian's palm.
