Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

Why is Madam unhappy, even when she knew their plane was about to land, she went back to her room and lay down to sleep.

Tang Mucha and Di Tingye were sitting in the living room.

In the quiet and far-reaching Chinese-style living room, the high-quality mahogany furniture reveals elegance and solemnity, which is very beautiful.

Tang Mucha kept looking at the decoration of the living room.

Next to him, Di Tingye sat upright and looked at the phone.

The ex-husband and ex-wife, who had almost rekindled their old relationship yesterday, did not exchange a word at this time.

Not only that, like two strangers.

As usual, Tang Mucha is really scared, but she has a child, as long as she thinks about being a mother, she needs to be strong.

She will be calm and face it calmly.

At eleven o'clock, a private plane slowly landed over the old house.

Several bodyguards stood in the middle of the huge courtyard waving flags, directing the plane to land.

"Your mother and Miss Yi are here."

"En." Di Tingye got up and walked outside: "It's very sunny outside, you stay here."

"Oh." Tang Mucha wanted to get up, but after hearing this, she sat back.

Showing up outside is just an excuse, probably because I think it will be an eyesore if I show up later.

Tang Mucha turned her head to look at his back as he got up and walked out.

He was only wearing a black shirt and trousers today. The simple attire set off his deep and slender figure like a hanger.

The bright light shrouded his chiseled face, and his facial features became more three-dimensional. The pair of cold eyes under the arch of the eyebrows were cold and deep, as if hiding a depth that was not easy to be understood by others.

A calm and simple attire, but it diffused the rigid and unassuming aura in his bones.

Tang Muchia looked at the large French windows, quietly waiting for the arrival of Yi Menghui and Yilan, who are not real mothers and daughters, but look like them.

I don't know how long it will be.

Judging by grandma's temperament, I'm afraid it should only be a day or two.

Tang Mucha twisted her slender and fair fingers quietly, like an elf who doesn't eat fireworks.

From time to time, I touch my belly.

She felt that her stomach seemed to be a little bit, and the baby was growing up.

This kind of change, from the panic and disgust at the beginning, has gradually accepted and rejoiced now.

Although she is divorced, she has a huge divorce fee and a baby.

When she is abroad, she will change to a better environment, and then have a miscarriage. When the time comes, she will go to the confinement center and ask for the best one.

Di Ting Ye gave her foreign real estate and cash, [-] million!At that time, she was stunned. She didn't dare to ask for so much, but thinking of what he did that night and the baby to be raised, she readily accepted it!

It's also for the sake of money, she can bear it.

Tang Mucha sat on the sofa, the sound of the propeller of the plane outside was still very noisy.

She looked up and saw that after getting off the plane, Yi Menghui plunged into Di Tingye's arms.

Di Tingye patted her on the back tenderly, with a gentle expression on his stern face.

That kind of gentleness is really like an elder brother.

The golden boy and the jade girl, a pair of jadeites, the beautiful picture hurt Tang Mucha's eyes.

She lowered her head, pretending she didn't see anything, but was thinking about how to live a better life in the future.

He was dreaming about going abroad to raise a baby in a few days, when he was interrupted by Yilan's voice.

"Where's your grandma? She's asleep?"

"Grandma is resting after a massage."

Tang Mucha heard the voice, and hurriedly stood up to meet him.

Yi Menghui was holding Yilan's arm, but walked close to Di Tingye.

Just as Tang Muxia stepped forward, the voice of talking and laughing suddenly stopped.

This put Tang Mucha in an inexplicably awkward situation.

Tang Mucha raised her eyes, and looked at Yilan with a pair of clear black eyes.

Looking at Yilan's attitude of a dignified lady, it may be that she was afraid of being seen and told the old lady in the old house, so she didn't open her mouth to scold herself.

Instead, he squinted his eyes and waited for his next words.

It stands to reason that she is called Auntie, after all she and Di Tingye divorced.

But she was acting again, to call her mother.

However, Tang Mucha just couldn't make a sound.

Yilan stared at her displeasedly, the aura of the rich and noble lady was a little fierce, Tang Mucha felt an inexplicable pressure in her heart.

Originally, Yi Menghui's eyes were on Di Tingye, but when she saw Tang Mucha approaching, a look of disgust flashed across her delicate and pretty face.

"Xia Xia, long time no see, why don't you even know my mother and I?" Yi Menghui said with a smile.

But Tang Mucha felt a little uncomfortable all over with that innocent girl's eyebrows and eyes.

Tang Mucha felt that Yilan's complexion became even worse, and she hurriedly greeted her against her will, "Hello, Mom."

"Hmph!" Yilan let out a cold snort from his nasal cavity.

Very disdainful.

"Mom, grandma is still here."

Yi Menghui pretended to remind her intimately.

"I know your grandma is resting, but you, why didn't you go out with Ting Ye to pick me up when I came, and asked me to come up to say hello to you, Tang Mucha, don't forget who you are."

Yilan lowered her voice and lightly reprimanded Tang Mucha.

"I..." Tang Mucha's face turned pale when she was accused by these words.

"I made her wait in the living room." Seeing her pale face, Di Tingye knew she was in trouble, so he opened his mouth to help her.

After Di Tingye finished speaking, Yi Menghui, who was still smiling just now, looked a little unhappy.

She let go of Yilan's arm, and put her hands around his arm, not so much as a coquettish act, but rather as her whole body sticking to Di Tingye's arm.

It should be said that he was gently rubbing his arm with his chest.

Tang Mucha immediately opened her eyes, pretending not to see it.

"Mengmeng, you and mom have worked hard. Lunch is ready, let's go eat." Di Tingye withdrew his arm without a trace, but walked towards the restaurant while supporting Yi Menghui's back.

"I'm going to see your grandma."

"Mom, let's eat first, grandma will come out later, you go and call grandma." Di Tingye looked at Tang Mucha.

Tang Mucha understood immediately: "Okay, I'll call grandma over for lunch."

As if she had received an amnesty, Tang Mucha hurriedly turned around and walked quickly to the old lady's room.

It could be seen that she didn't want to stir up trouble in front of these three people at all.

Yi Menghui looked innocent and had a sweet smile.

But Di Tingye just said a word for her, and she deliberately hugged his arm in an ambiguous manner.

Obviously, he deliberately did this in front of her.

"Grandma, are you done with your massage? We're going to have lunch." Tang Mucha pushed open the door, leaned on the door, and asked the old lady obediently.

"Is your mother-in-law here?" The old lady closed her eyes, and the masseur gave her another massage to relax.

Tang Mucha nodded: "Yes."

"Didn't she come to see me? Where's the person?" The old lady's voice was not as kind as before.

These words reached Yilan who was about to go to the restaurant without haste.

She stepped forward immediately, without the gesture of embarrassing Tang Muxia just now, but walked into the room with a smile to greet the old lady.

"Mom, Mengmeng, you and Tingye are gone, so I'm here to see you."

"To see me specifically?"

"That's right." How dare Yilan say that it was Yi Menghui who had a temper during pregnancy and wanted to find her son.

I can only say that I miss her or something like that.

"It just so happens that Xia Xia has worked hard to take care of her during this time, so it's good that you guys are here, Xia Xia can relax a bit." These words are meaningful, with a bit of the majesty of an elder.

Tang Mucha was stunned for a moment, somewhat confused.

"Where's Mengmeng?" The old lady was lying on the small bed, not intending to get up, but asked Yi Menghui casually.

At this moment, Tang Mucha felt that the aura of the kind and naughty little old lady was almost [-] meters.