Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

"When did I say that I'm a gentleman?" Di Tingye stepped forward and forced Tang Mucha to sit on the side of the bed.

He was tall, standing in front of her like an unshakable mountain.

Standing high above her, he stared down at her like an emperor.

As for Tang Mucha, she was totally caught off guard, with a dazed face and dazed eyes.

A look of who I am, where I am, and what I am doing.

Combat power is zero.

Di Tingye was really scared when he saw her, and somehow he couldn't help laughing, and didn't want to tease her.

Turning around, he walked to the end of the bed and picked up his mobile phone.

"Make an excuse, just say that you are not feeling well after catching a cold, and ask grandma to prepare two quilts."

His clear and deep words spilled from the top of his head.

Tang Mucha blinked her eyelashes belatedly, and almost died of fright.

"Didn't you catch a cold? It's better if you just say no, and you can ask the doctor to show you."

Tang Mucha slowly climbed onto the bed, curled up in the farthest corner with her arms around the quilt.

Sleepy and scared.

"With you here, no one can be number one in grandma's heart." Di Tingye sat at the end of the bed glowing with his phone.

The three-meter bed is very big, one is shrunk at the head of the bed, and the other is sitting at the end of the bed.

Like a galaxy apart.

"But if I say so, grandma will only think you are bullying me."

Tang Mucha softened her voice.

It's not that she didn't want to, but that she didn't dare.

If she was not feeling well, grandma cared so much about herself that she would definitely ask a doctor to examine her.

What if we find out that she has a baby...

Looking at Di Tingye's straight back, Tang Mucha felt sad and lost.

Di Tingye put down his phone, thought for a second, and felt that Tang Mucha was right.

"We are deceiving grandma, are you at ease? I am uneasy." Tang Mucha wrapped the quilt tightly, only showing a small half of her face.

Di Tingye held the phone, his deep eyes were deep and cold.

"What are you trying to say? Want to stay for grandma? Huh?"

Di Tingye looked sideways, and glanced at Tang Mucha who was curled up in the corner from the corner of his eye, his tone was no longer as relaxed as before, but with a kind of coercion.

"Actually, I made a mistake from the very beginning. It was a big mistake. You are more suitable as my brother than my husband."

At that time, she only told her mother that it was inappropriate to marry Di Tingye and wanted to refuse.

But my mother was afraid that she would be bullied if she was alone and had no one to rely on.

Just acquiesced, and she was not allowed to refuse.

Later, when she first met him, she was fascinated by him, her eyes and her heart.

Feelings I shouldn't have had.

Tang Mucha hid her feelings very well, no one knew that she was in love with the man in front of her.

Even if he bullied him with resentment that night, he forgot that she could also numb him, and he did that because he drank too much.

She admits that anything can stand alone.

Only this chaotic heart, she couldn't control it.

husband, brother.

Di Tingye lowered his eyebrows and looked at the scenery outside the window.

"Why didn't you refuse at that time? You can refuse, you are so powerful." Tang Muxia looked at him seriously with those watery eyes.

He just sat there quietly, with a noble temperament all over his body, so sacred and inviolable, so dazzling that people couldn't move their eyes, and it was also unattainable.

"I don't think about love, marriage and women. Since I have to marry a wife sooner or later, I am the same as everyone else. Besides, your mother saved grandma. I am willing to take the responsibility."

"Your sense of responsibility is awesome." Tang Mucha sneered with a small face, her voice was still so sweet.

He is really a cold and heartless man.

You can marry yourself because of your responsibility.

He could also marry Yi Menghui because she was pregnant with his child.

"You are too responsible, so you are destined not to get the best love. Because love is not just a responsibility, it is a preference, the only preference."

Tang Mucha felt a little sad, but felt that Di Tingye would have retribution!
He is perfect, but God did not give him the ability to love.

Isn't this retribution!

Love, what a beautiful and holy word.

is missing in his world.

Di Tingye smiled disapprovingly.

"I don't need such a thing as love." He said it very bluntly and confidently.

Little did he know that in a few years, he would taste the bitter fruit of today.

"And you, why did you marry me, because power or power or money?"

Di Tingye played with the phone in his hand, his steady voice was somewhat indifferent.

"Because you are good-looking and powerful."

Di Tingye paused, and turned to look at Tang Mucha who was sitting under the quilt.

Tang Mucha caught his deep eyes and shrank back under the quilt with a timid look.

But still trying to meet his eyes.

"I'm just an idiot, I misunderstood you. I would have let grandma take me in as a goddaughter!"

Tang Mucha was so angry that his eyes were a little foggy.

Very aggrieved.

Di Tingye would not understand that kind of grievance.

She just looked at him straight, not saying the reason, but her eyes were moist.

Di Tingye laughed angrily: "Want to be my aunt? Little girl, you are quite courageous!"

"Hmph!" Tang Mucha snorted, covered her head with the quilt, and hid in the quilt to wipe away her tears.

Ask yourself.

If she went back to the past and had to choose again, how would she choose?
She would still choose to marry him as his wife.

Tang Mucha, you are a little fool with a love brain!

No, big fool!
Tang Mucha was sobbing under the quilt.

Di Tingye didn't understand the little girl's thoughts, and when he heard her sobbing softly, his heart still throbbed violently.

"You sleep for a while, I'll go to work."

Di Tingye got up and walked directly to the study.

Hearing the sound of his walking away, Tang Mucha no longer restrained herself, cried for a while, and then fell asleep.

When he woke up again, Tang Mucha woke up from hunger.

That kind of hunger is no longer an empty stomach, but nausea.

feeling bad.

Tang Muxia lifted the quilt, ignored her shoes, covered her mouth and ran directly to the bathroom and closed the door.

Turn on the faucet and retch.

It happened almost instantly, without giving her any extra time to relax.

In the study, Di Tingye saw her covering her mouth and running into the bathroom.

He paused the video conference, got up and walked to the bathroom.

"Tang Mucha, what's wrong with you?"

Outside the door, Di Tingye's voice came in.

Tang Mucha didn't dare to speak loudly, and retched while suppressing her voice.

The little face was as pale as white paper.

I can't, I can't stand anymore...

It may be that I have slept for too long and have not eaten and I am too hungry, or it may be that I got up as soon as I woke up and ran too fast.

Tang Muxia's eyes went dark, and she shook her small body while supporting the sink, trying to fall to the ground.

Even if she tried her best to control herself, to stabilize herself and not to faint.

But the body is out of control.

No, there is still a baby in the womb!

Tang Mucha let herself squat down slowly, protecting her stomach with one hand. "

Di Ting Ye..." Tang Mucha called out to the man outside the door, and then lay on his side on the floor.

fainted.