Di Shao chased his wife after the divorce

Tang Mucha caught a glimpse of a length of black suit pants from the corner of her eye.

She would have said no.

But then, just smiled.

That smile, in Di Miaomiao's view, was self-evident.

"Grandma is so kind to you. I heard from my third brother that this Mingche is extraordinary. He is a very powerful student."

"You like it too?" Tang Mucha looked at Di Miaomiao with envy, and couldn't help being curious.

"I have the halo of being a master."

"Then isn't your elder brother Ting Ye even more powerful?"

"He is suitable to be the president, and the rest are not suitable."

"You are her own sister, I think what you said is right!" Tang Mucha replied firmly.

"Brother Tingye is just a machine, a machine without emotion, he and Yi Menghui probably don't even know how to have a child." Di Miaomiao suddenly laughed.

In the next second, a chestnut fell on her head.

"Ouch! Who!" Di Miaomiao covered her head and looked back viciously.

When she saw Di Tingye's cold and handsome face, she immediately pouted.

"Brother Ting Ye, why are you hitting me on the head, I'm not smart in the first place!"

"Chew your tongue behind your back, is it wrong to knock you?"

"I'm telling the truth." Di Miaomiao pouted, feeling aggrieved.

"Okay, we've finished washing, let's go, ignore him."

Tang Mucha held the fruit plate in one hand, and pulled Di Miaomiao away with the other.

Directly ignore Di Ting Ye.

Di Tingye's face remained cold all the time, he followed behind the two of them, and walked straight towards the dining table in a ruthless manner.

Tang Mucha walked over and was about to take a seat, Di Tingye walked over directly and sat where she wanted to sit.

Then he ignored it and took two sips of the lemonade in front of him.

That position originally belonged to Tang Mucha.

Because the old lady was sitting on the main seat, and she was chatting with Ming Che all the time, so the one closest to the main seat was Ming Che. Originally, Tang Mucha was going to sit next to Ming Che.

In the time it took to set the fruit plate, Di Tingye came over and took her place, beside Ming Che.

Very self-conscious, turn a blind eye.

Very ruthless and uninhibited!

Seeing this, the old lady gave Di Tingye a wink.

Di Tingye was drinking water, but didn't see it.

Tang Mucha couldn't say anything, so she pulled Di Miaomiao to sit across from her.

The old lady was still smiling just now, but she suddenly became unhappy.

This brat just said he wouldn't make trouble!

"Ting Ye, aren't you the busiest? Why did you come here? Why did your leg hurt? Are you all right?"

"Thank you grandma for your concern. My leg is only slightly injured. I'm not busy today. I want to come and accompany grandma."

If it wasn't for the presence of Ming Che, the old lady would have wanted to drive him away.

The incident of Yi Menghui's pregnancy made her so angry that she had nowhere to vent her anger.

I don't want to care.

But this brat is still rushing to her to get angry at him!

Let's see how she will deal with her later.

Aunt Fang served the dishes, and the old lady asked everyone to move their chopsticks.

With the first chopsticks, she picked up a piece of tiger skin pepper for Di Tingye.

"This tiger skin pepper is delicious. Your aunt Fang's new dish, Xia Xia can eat [-] rice."

Tang Mucha watched the old lady's chopsticks forcefully stretched out.

She suddenly thought of something, and she also picked up chopsticks for Di Tingye.

Di Miaomiao was watching from the side, wanting to remind her.

Brother Ting Ye can't eat spicy food...

But seeing grandma's restraining eyes, she didn't say anything, and silently picked up the rice.

Today's meal obviously meant a Hongmen Banquet to Brother Tingye.

"Yeah, it's super delicious." After Tang Mucha finished clipping, he also clipped it for Mingche.

But when she dropped the chopsticks, she asked very thoughtfully: "Do you eat spicy food? This one is a bit spicy."

"I eat relatively light food, you can eat more if you like."

"Okay, then you can eat this, Aunt Fang's specialty dish." Tang Mucha put the tiger skin pepper in her bowl and chopsticks.

Mingche had sweet and sour pork ribs.

"Thank you."

Mingche thanked him politely.

Tang Mucha and the old lady exchanged glances, then picked up the small bowl and ate.

But his eyes kept looking in the direction of Di Tingye.

Di Tingye doesn't eat spicy food, Tang Mucha already knew it when he was in Jiangnan.

His taste is bland.

Grandma did it on purpose, and so did she.

Just want to see how he eats!
Di Tingye looked at the rice bowl in front of him, where there were two large chunks of tiger skin peppers.

The whole bowl of rice was probably contaminated.

He pretended to be okay, picked up the small bowl gracefully, and ate with a blank expression.

Chew slowly, elegantly.

Can't see the slightest difference at all.

Tang Mucha glanced at the old lady.

The eyes of the two seemed to be talking again.

Tang Mucha: Isn't he afraid of spicy food and can't eat spicy food?

Old lady: Yes, what's going on?

The two blinked.

Then he continued to look at Di Ting Ye.

It's still like nothing.

Can't see the slightest difference.

If you can't eat spicy food, if you eat such a very spicy chili, you will drink water if it is mild, or you will cry if you are severe.

Then it gets out of control.

Di Tingye is fine.

The sitting posture is straight, and the dining etiquette is extremely elegant.

It's just that thin thick sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Other than that, nothing moves like a mountain.

"Brother Tingye's food is delicious, eat more." Tang Mucha was desperate.

Seeing that he had almost eaten, he immediately picked up another chopstick for him.

These chopsticks are almost a side dish for her to eat a bowl of rice.

Di Tingye looked at the chopsticks stretched out, his deep black eyes didn't have any waves.

He just stared at Tang Mucha closely for a few seconds.

Tang Mucha panicked.

She was afraid of him, she knew she was wrong, but she dared to do it next time!

Retracting the chopsticks, Tang Mucha took a big mouthful herself.

Then he took two bites of white rice.

Today's chili seems to be hotter and more delicious than ever.

It is said that the baby in this belly must be a daughter.

She likes spicy food too much recently.

Thinking of this, Tang Mucha's appetite got better.

This meal, a table of delicacies.

Tang Mucha and Di Tingye only ate one dish.

Tiger Pepper.

After eating, Di Tingye drank a glass of water in one go.

Then got up and walked to the kitchen.

Tang Mucha also finished eating: "It's so spicy, I'm going to drink juice, Miao Miao, do you want it?"

"it is good."

"What about you, Mingche, what kind of juice do you drink?" Tang Muxia's hot mouth was red, tears were streaming down her cheeks.

The whole person is steaming.

Absolutely cute.

"I can do it." Ming Che was very humble.

"Okay." Tang Mucha got up and went to the kitchen to find Aunt Fang's freshly squeezed juice.

It's too spicy, it's too spicy.

But it was delicious. She ate two big bowls of rice.

The appetite increased greatly, but there was no sign of pregnancy, the blood test report was not obtained, and I did not know how the child was developing.

Tang Muxia hurriedly walked to the kitchen.

As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Di Ting Ye who was leaning on the countertop, bent over and holding back.

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Mucha went over and asked casually.

When I got closer, I found that the man's back shirt was soaked, and the sweat on his forehead was dripping down in big drops.

This is the first time she has seen Di Tingye in this look.

"You can't eat spicy food, why do you have to eat so much." Tang Mucha guessed that he was so spicy.

Di Tingye remained silent, stood up straight, and went to the cabinet where the medicine box was placed to look for stomach medicine.

Seeing him taking medicine, Tang Mucha couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"What medicine are you taking?" Tang Mucha took the medicine box and looked at it.

Good guy, stomach medicine.

He has a stomach problem?