The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy - Chapter 1818

Chapter 1818: Trailer To The Family Banquet

When Mo Fei was about to leave, Ding Junhui finally told her everything about the unwelcome she felt because she wore jeans and a white woolen shirt.

“Grandma has been living with Eldest Uncle’s family, so she might like Jiaqi more. Don’t mind what Grandma says,” said Ding Junhui with a slightly concerned tone. Their grandmother might not like Mo Fei’s current outfit.

Mo Fei raised her eyebrows. She did not expect an old woman to like her.

Ding Junhui sighed and finally smiled. “Let’s go down. Today is the Lunar New Year, and also the first day our family reunites after your return.”

Mo Fei followed Ding Junhui downstairs. There were many people in the living room today. Therefore, she had naturally taken the stairs obediently.

The Ding family had a total of two sons and two daughters. The marriages in the family were all considered corporate marriages. Fortunately, everyone still treated each other with respect and there were no cases of divorce or family disharmony.

Ding Haobei, the eldest uncle in the Ding family, had a daughter and a son. Ding Haonan, Mo Fei’s father, was the second son of the Ding family. He had two sons and a daughter. Ding Anhui, the second aunt of the Ding family, was married to a real estate developer and had only one son. Ding Anru, the youngest aunt of the Ding family, was married to a jeweler and had two daughters.

On their way downstairs, Ding Junhui explained the situation at home to Mo Fei. Mo Fei’s eyelids kept twitching. There were so many people.

“Feifei, come here.” When Mo Fei’s mother saw her daughter descend the stairs, she rushed over to hold her hand. “Mom, this is Feifei.”

Madame Ding was over ninety years old, but she maintained her looks well. She had a head full of silver hair and was full of energy. She wore a pair of gold-framed reading glasses. When Mrs. Ding introduced Mo Fei to her excitedly, she merely responded by slightly raising her gaze.

However, when she looked up and saw Mo Fei’s clothes, her expression changed.

Ding Jiaqi was the first to see Mo Fei. When she saw Ding Junhui holding her hand and coming down, Ding Jiaqi subconsciously took a step back.

Why was it her?

“Xuejuan, she has already returned home. Look at what she’s wearing. I don’t care where she used to be, but now that she’s part of our Ding family, she has to look like one,” Grandma Ding said with disdain.

It was obvious that she was mocking whatever poor situation Mo Fei used to live in as a child in a poor family.

Ding Jiaqi knew how powerful Mo Fei was when she hit someone. Hence, she subconsciously tugged at the madame’s arm.

Ding Jiaqi was terrified of Mo Fei—the kind of fear that seeped all the way into her bones.

Mo Fei’s face turned piercingly cold as she stared at the old lady before her.

“Mom, Feifei just came back and—”

“Oh, why are you looking at me like that? I’m your grandma. Don’t you have any manners at all?” As Mo Fei glared at Grandma Ding, Grandma Ding angrily knocked her walking stick on the ground.

Mo Fei, “…”

Ding Junhui reached out to hold Mo Fei’s hand and stopped her from speaking. “Grandma, let’s go and sit down first. Eldest Uncle and Auntie are waiting.”

Grandma Ding rolled her eyes and brought Ding Jiaqi over.

Ding Jiaqi turned around and looked at Mo Fei with fear.

Mo Fei reciprocated with an expression that vaguely looked like a smile. Ding Jiaqi wore a slim-fit long dress. Her permed hair was draped over her shoulders, and she had exquisite makeup on her face. Even her walking stance was elegant.

Mo Fei raised her head to look at Ding Junhui. Ding Junhui reached out to pat her hand while Mrs. Ding’s face was filled with heartache. “Your grandmother might…”

Looking at her mother’s helpless expression, Mo Fei knew that her grandmother did not have much liking for her family, including her mother.