After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

After finishing the apple, Lan Yaxin started to put on makeup.

She specially put on a sickly make-up, with a pale face and ashen lips. This make-up immediately covered up her rosy and shiny complexion.

"Sister Lan, what do you think? This makeup is okay!"

After putting her things away, she deliberately raised her face to show Hu Lan. When she spoke, she also looked weak, as if she was about to collapse.

Hu Lan heard her weak words and immediately praised her as soon as she entered the scene.

"Well, Xinxin is indeed our great movie queen. Only such a weak man will have the desire to protect. Okay, you should lie down on the bed first. The Emperor is guessing that he will be here soon."

After helping the person lie down, she sprinkled some of Lan Yaxin's leftover porridge on the ground.

As soon as she finished all this, she heard steady and strong footsteps approaching, and she pretended to be worried.

"Xinxin, why are you vomiting again? It's better not to eat and lie down for a while. I'll clean up the floor right now..."

Just as she was squatting down to clean the floor, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Di Beiming walked in with a bowl of lean meat porridge he bought outside the hospital.

Looking at the vomit on the ground, he frowned slightly and paused slightly in his steps. He only paused for a moment before he still walked in.

"President Di, it's great that you are here. Xinxin is even sick and she keeps asking when you will come to see her!"

Hu Lan sped up her movements and cleaned up the porridge on the floor in two or three strokes. She threw the rag into the trash can and perfectly covered the apple peel and core inside before she left.

"I'll go out first. You should stay with Xinxin. She was very sad when you didn't stay last night. Please give her some advice. The doctor said that she needs to stay in a good mood to get better quickly."

After Hu Lan went out, only Di Beiming and Lan Yaxin were left in the ward.

Looking at the haggard-looking woman on the bed, Di Beiming suppressed the urge to turn around and walked over with an eyebrow.

"I heard from your agent that you didn't eat a few bites of breakfast. I just bought some lean meat porridge. You can eat some."

As he spoke, he put the porridge on the bedside table.

There was no expression on Dibei Mingjun's face during the whole process. No distress or worry was seen on his face. Lan Yaxin's fists hidden under the quilt were secretly clenched.

Who can stand this ice face all day long?

However, when she thought about the benefits of being the emperor's wife, her eyes turned red, and she looked at the man with moist eyes, and her words also had a hint of fragility.

"Brother Beiming, are you still blaming me? I'm sorry, I really didn't abandon you on purpose.

I was threatened to leave. That person said he would kill you if I didn’t leave. I was also afraid that you would be harmed, so I left without saying a word. In the past four years, I have been thinking about you, and I think so. It hurts, but I am afraid that you will be hurt, so I have to suppress the urge to return home..."

Lan Yaxin held her chest as she spoke, tears falling from her eyes in the blink of an eye, looking weak and pitiful.

Di Beiming frowned, "What happened back then is in the past, you don't need to mention it again."

His tone was obviously colder.

Lan Yaxin shed more tears. After a while, she didn't wait for the man to wipe her tears, so she secretly cursed Muyu's head.

She raised her hand to wipe away her tears and looked at the man affectionately.

"Brother Beiming, I still love you. How about we get together again..."

When Lan Yaxin cried, Di Beiming's brows knitted into knots.

Xinxin loved to laugh so much when she was a child, and her smile was so bright, but why did she cry so much when she grew up?

Seeing his frown, Lan Yaxin's eyes darkened, she lowered her eyes and said in despair.

"I'm sorry, brother Beiming. I couldn't control my feelings for you for a while. You should leave. I thought about it all night. My sister has been married to you for four years. Even if there is no love between you, the family relationship has been established. We...we are still Don't meet each other, lest my sister be sad..."

Having said this, she raised her eyes again and looked at the man's handsome face with nostalgia. When the man looked over, she immediately lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.

After a moment of silence, she choked.

"You'd better leave! Just pretend...just pretend that the promise you made to me back then was just a child's play..."

"I have divorced her. You eat something first, and I will take you to an expert for a check-up later."

Lan Yaxin felt happy when she heard the first half of the sentence, but she was a little panicked when she heard the second half, but she quickly suppressed her panic.

"Brother Beiming, if you divorce because of me, will my sister be very sad? It's all my fault, so I shouldn't have returned to China. After the operation, I will leave here and won't bother you again..."

Di Beiming paused when he opened the food box. The woman signed it so readily, but he didn't see the slightest bit of sadness in her.

Feeling a little depressed for no reason, I put down the food box and stood up.

"The company still has many things to be busy with. You have a good rest and I will ask experts to come over and check your condition."

After saying that, before Lan Yaxin could say anything else, he strode out of the ward.

Lan Yaxin didn't try to hold him back. This man was too cold and not her type.

If it weren't for the fact that he was now the leader of the Di family, she wouldn't have bothered to put in so much effort...

After Di Beiming walked away, Hu Lan entered the ward with a smile.

"How about Xinxin, did Mr. Di say when he will marry you?"

Lan Yaxin threw the bowl of porridge into the trash can and said proudly.

"He didn't say it, but he said he has divorced that bitch. Soon, I will be the emperor's wife."

"Oh, by the way, he said he found a specialist to treat me. Remember to take care of me..."

Di Beiming left the hospital and got into the car, and Xiao Li immediately started the car.

The car had just driven out of the parking lot when Di Beiming, who had been silent in the back seat, spoke.

"Go back to the Dihao Villa first."

Xiao Li was confused, "President Di, why don't you go to the company?"

Di Beimingjun's face darkened, and he spoke coldly.

"I left a document in the villa."

Xiao Li was even more confused. The documents he left behind could be sent to the company, but there was no need for Mr. Di to go back to the villa in person.

But when he saw the man's dark handsome face through the rearview mirror, no matter how confused he was, Xiao Li didn't dare to say anything anymore.

After half an hour.

The car stopped outside Villa No. 2.

After getting out of the car, Di Beiming did not go back to Villa No. 2. He strode to Villa No. 1 next door.

Xiao Li was even more confused. This morning he was notified that he was to pick up Mr. Di at Villa No. 2. This meant that Mr. Di had really divorced and moved out of Villa No. 1, but why he wanted to go to Villa No. 1 now.

Di Beiming didn't know what Xiao Li was thinking. Now he just wanted to know whether the divorced woman was even a little bit sad.

When the doorbell rang, there was silence in the villa, only the sound of the doorbell was particularly harsh.

After a while, there was still no movement inside. Di Beiming frowned even more.

"Lan Yuexin, open the door, I dropped something inside."

He knocked on the door a little irritably, but the only response was silence.

Xiao Li came over and said worriedly.

"President Di, is my wife confused about something?"

As Di Beiming's full-time driver, Xiao Li knew Lan Yuexin's identity.

Xiao Li admires Lan Yuexin. Mr. Di is such a cold and straight man. Every time he sees Mr. Di, his wife’s eyes will light up and exude the most sincere love. It’s not easy.

It's a pity that Mr. Di and his wife still divorced.

Thinking of the divorce agreement that President Di held in his hands last night, Xiao Li felt secretly regretful.

At the same time, he was also a little worried that his wife really couldn't stand the excitement of Mr. Di not wanting her and did something stupid.

After hearing Xiao Li's words, Di Beiming also thought of this. He felt suffocated for no reason, and kicked the door shut without thinking.

Xiao Li was a little dumbfounded.

Mr. Di, this is a large anti-theft iron door. I don’t want my feet!