Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

The sudden retching made Di Tingye stop in his tracks: "What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable?"

Yilan was also puzzled, but Yi Menghui next to her was very shocked!
Could it be that Tang Mucha is pregnant!

She retches like this because she's pregnant.

Yi Menghui thought about three months ago, she immediately became a little nervous.

"Oh...Mom, I suddenly have a stomachache."

Yi Menghui's delicate voice made Yilan focus on her.

Di Tingye also ignored Tang Mucha and walked towards Yi Menghui.

"Why are you uncomfortable?"

"I don't know. Is there something wrong with the child?"

Yi Menghui changed from the elegant lady's posture just now, and became panicked.

After hearing this, Yilan became even more nervous.

"Call the family doctor!"

Di Tingye frowned slightly, and strode over to sit beside Yi Menghui: "It hurts?"

Tang Mucha felt dizzy, and the aroma of the dishes from the restaurant made her stomach churn.

She leaned on the wall and walked to the stairs.

The little face that was calm just now is now porcelain white, like a fragile doll.

But no one noticed her at all, everyone surrounded Yi Menghui.

Yi Menghui glanced at Tang Mucha from the corner of her eye, and saw her standing there in a daze.

She immediately fell into Di Tingye's arms.

"Well, Brother Ting Ye, I'm in so much pain."

Yi Menghui leaned against Di Tingye's arms, and cast a provocative glance at Tang Mucha.

Tang Muxia's body was a little vain, as if she was stepping on cotton, she was dizzy.

But she could clearly see Yi Menghui's provocative eyes with a smile.

There is a high probability that it is just pretending, so let her show her off.

"The doctor will come later, nothing will happen." Di Tingye reached out to hold her little hand.

Tang Mucha warned herself not to care, but she saw that Di Tingye cared so much about her.

Such a serious and cold man, gentle and caring, turned out to be like that.

Yi Menghui was everywhere.

Tang Muxia's lips trembled, and there was a slight stabbing pain deep in her heart, as if being pulled by a knife.

She's an extra, and she knows it.

But why, knowing that Yi Menghui is pregnant with his child, makes her feel so uncomfortable

Tang Mucha supported the wall and slowly went upstairs.

I went to the bathroom on the second floor and vomited for a while.

When he came out, Di Tingye was already standing by the window.

The back is broad, and the shoulder blades seem to be covered with a soft light.

Tang Mucha looked at the tall figure.

He has a calmness that has been settled after a long time of ups and downs in the mall, and his gestures are full of nobles that people dare not ignore.

Even if it was just a back view, Tang Mucha felt nervous when he saw it.

Hearing the movement behind him, Di Tingye turned around.

"The family doctor is down there, you don't feel well, do you want to see it?"

"No, it's because I've been on a plane for too long, it's okay."

Tang Mucha walked towards him slowly: "What did you call me for?"

"This is the divorce agreement and your compensation. See if there is anything that needs to be changed."

divorce agreement?

Tang Mucha was somewhat puzzled.

She walked over and took it.

It was discovered that it was a new divorce agreement, only signed by Di Tingye's name.

She remembered that she had signed it.

"Didn't I already sign it?" Tang Mucha muttered softly.

"what?"

"It's nothing." Tang Mucha subconsciously shook her head.

"When did you sign it?" Di Tingye asked in a deep voice.

"I……"

Tang Mucha raised her eyes from the divorce agreement, her reddish eyes looked at him brightly.

There was a bit of doubt in his eyes, which made her also puzzled.

Did he lose his memory?Or was he drunk that day and forgot?
"do not you remember?"

"Remember what?" Di Tingye asked earnestly, frowning slightly.

During this time he often had a dream at night.

It was as if the memory in the depths of my mind was locked by shackles, as long as I thought about it deeply, I would have a splitting headache.

It does seem that something is missing.

"No, nothing."

He was drunk that day, so he probably forgot.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to treat her so calmly.

"Do you have a pen? I'll sign it." Tang Mucha's obedient obedience caught Di Tingye a little by surprise.

He took a pen out of his pocket and handed it to her.

Tang Mucha took it and wrote down her name without hesitation.

"I don't need these properties. The Emperor's family has already sponsored a lot of my tuition fees in the past two years."

She took a rough look at the division of the property.

They are all very good properties, both domestic and foreign.

There is also a card with 5000 million in it.

To her, it was a huge sum of money.

"Take it, you deserve it. But there is one more condition that you need to cooperate with."

Tang Mucha hesitated for a moment: "Ah? What conditions?"

"Grandma is sick, she likes you very much, I hope you can stay with her during this time.

But we can't tell her that we're divorced, and we can't tell her about Mengmeng's pregnancy. "

"Okay, I will wait for grandma to recover before leaving."

"Thank you."

"It should be." Tang Mucha wanted to return the property list and real estate certificate to him.

"Take it, my Di Tingye's ex-wife can't be too down and out." His voice was clear, yet a bit domineering.

Tang Mucha smiled and nodded: "Oh."

"By the way, let me ask you, if I am also pregnant with your child, will you have a child or divorce?"

Tang Mucha plucked up her courage and asked jokingly.

She wanted to make a last-ditch effort to get it.

Not for myself, but for the baby in my womb.

"Tang Mucha, I haven't touched you before, don't blame me for having a child outside."

Di Tingye's voice was low and mellow, but mixed with a cold chill.

The cold Tang Mucha's bones were trembling.

She pursed her lips in embarrassment, and boldly looked into his eyes again: "If..."

"There is no such if!" His tone was cold and firm.

These words, like a sharp knife, directly pierced Tang Mucha's broken heart.

How unbearable she was that made him shy away so much.

"Oh." Tang Mucha lowered her eyelashes, and slowly looked down at her toes.

The water vapor of ammonia nitrogen in the eyes seems to burst out.

She turned around immediately, pretending to be looking at the scenery outside the window.

I don't want him to see my tears.

For some reason, looking at her lonely appearance, Di Tingye couldn't bear it for no reason.

Tang Mucha agreed to the divorce agreement and sat in the living room on the second floor.

I didn't know where to go for a while.

At that time, she had obtained the certificate from Di Tingye, but she had never lived in Di Tingye's house.

During that time, she had to deal with her mother's funeral, and she stayed in the rental house of herself and her mother.

Now that I'm back, there's nowhere to stay.

Di Tingye came out of the room and saw her sitting on the sofa.

The petite and slender figure was sitting in the sun, and the real person was shrouded in a faint soft light.

Tender and crumbly.

"You have been on the plane for more than ten hours, go down to eat first, and then rest for a while, grandma won't wake up until around three o'clock."

Hearing his voice, Tang Mucha came back to her senses in a daze.

"I'm not very hungry, you go down and eat."

"Are you sure you don't want to eat?"

Tang Mucha shook her head.

She was actually very hungry, but she dared not go down to eat.

This is the Emperor's family, and she is an outsider, not even a maid.

Furthermore, she was afraid that she would have morning sickness.

It would be bad if it aroused their suspicion.

"Okay." Di Tingye was sure that she really didn't want to eat.

There is no reluctance.

Seeing her walking downstairs, Tang Mucha called him to stop: "Wait a minute, if I live here, where is my room?"

She came to the emperor's house to receive the certificate that night.

She lived in Di Ting Ye's room.