Divorce and flash marriage, CEO ex-husband regrets heartbreak

Ruan Zheng looked at the time. It was faster than the previous few days, only less than ten minutes.

Her heart ached. Was her daughter still unwilling to interact with them? Seeing the obvious resistance and rejection on her little face, she couldn't explain the feeling in her heart.

Yin Junye also felt uncomfortable. He noticed that ever since the little girl started to live with them, her eating time became faster and faster. And why was it so fast? It was obvious that she wanted to finish eating as soon as possible and go back to the Di family.

What half an hour? Actually, it only takes half an hour in total these days.

Yin Junye felt a strong sense of loss in his heart. Looking at the cool face of the little girl who kept them at a distance, he took a deep breath.

Then he picked up the little girl and lowered his voice, "Tiantian, it's still early. Mom and Dad will take you shopping."

When Mo Lan heard about shopping, she resisted with all her body, and hit Yin Junye's shoulder with her little hand, "I'm not going, I want to go home. Uncle, you didn't keep your word. You said you would send me home as long as I finished the shrimp in my bowl."

The little girl's voice was filled with a hint of grievance, but Yin Junye didn't buy it. "That Di guy promised me half an hour, but when did Tiantian spend half an hour with her parents?"

These words choked Mo Lan, but the little girl soon added, "I really can't go out to play. If you don't want me to hate you, just send me back quickly."

"Dad said I'm not afraid of being disliked." Yin Junye looked at his daughter seriously.

Seeing that he was really difficult to talk to, Mo Lan simply looked at Ruan Zheng, "What about Auntie, aren't you afraid that Mo Lan will dislike you?"

"Mom isn't afraid either." Ruan Zheng replied with a smile.

Mo Lan: “…”

Before she could come to her senses, she was stuffed into the car and the door was locked with a click the next second.

The little girl's face suddenly puffed up with anger, but she could do nothing about it.

The car drove smoothly on the road. Mo Lan looked outward the whole time and didn't say a word to Yin Junye and Ruan Zheng. She was as dull as a robot doll.

Ding-ling, ding-ling, the ringing suddenly broke the silence.

Yin Junye glanced at the incoming call, picked up the phone, and while controlling the steering wheel with one hand, he said lazily and casually, "Go ahead."

Di Guanwei's deep, angry voice came from inside, "It's been thirty minutes, where's Mo Lan?"

Yin Junye glanced at the time, curled his lips wickedly, and said disrespectfully, "Old man, there are still five minutes."

"I'm asking you where Mo Lan is now?" Di Guanwei's voice became colder and heavier.

"Shopping." Yin Junye said indifferently.

Di Guanwei was so angry that his eyebrows jumped. "What did you say? You took her shopping? You bastard..."

"I don't want to waste my time talking to you." With a snap, Yin Junye hung up the phone and continued to drive with one hand on the steering wheel. From time to time, he would glance at his well-behaved and sweet daughter through the rearview mirror, and smile with his thin lips.

Little girl, today daddy is going to take back the time you owed me and mom a few days ago, including the principal and interest. Are you ready?

“Ding! Ding! Ding!!”

On the long road, the horns honked one after another, one after another.

Mo Lan, who had been looking outwards, turned his head when he heard the voice and saw the traffic jam ahead. He immediately opened the car door and said, "I want to get out."

When she came out, her great-grandfather's words were still clear in her ears. Although he didn't explicitly ask her to return to the Di family as soon as possible, she already understood the meaning of his words: I don't want you to waste your time on useless things and people.

The useless thing is eating, and the useless people are naturally her parents who are strangers to her.

"Uncle, please open the door. I want to get out." Mo Lan pulled the door several times but it didn't open, so he said to Yin Junye in the front driver's seat.

The little girl's voice sounded crisp and polite, but only Ruan Zheng, who was sitting next to her, knew how anxious she was, because her little hands were red from pulling her.

Yin Junye said nothing, unbuckled his seat belt with a click, and squeezed his slender body from the front to the back seat with difficulty.

He looked at Mo Lan with deep black eyes and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose, "What if uncle doesn't allow it?"

Is the little girl so disgusted with being with them? Then he insisted.

"I hate you." Mo Lan glared at him, his cheeks puffed up.