Le Tian's mother glared at her daughter. Her gaze was clearly saying, 'What are you looking at? Did I wrong you?'
"Mom, he has an assistant and a manager. He doesn't need more people following him," Le Tian grumbled.
"Who did he get injured for? He can't ask his assistant to put medicine on his injuries, can he?" Le Tian's mother said as she tapped her daughter's hand with her chopsticks.
Ding Junqi's assistant... Whenever Le Tian thought about the woman who obviously had a lot of opinions about Le Tian, Le Tian had to admit that her plan was not really executable.
"Auntie, it's fine. Le Tian can stay at home if she wants to. I'll go to the hospital to put on my medicine after filming." Ding Junqi looked at Le Tian. It was obvious that he was speaking up for her, but for some reason, he could not hide the grievance in his voice.
Grievance!
That sounded about right!
