The wife escaped and the president sent people to block the entire city

Crescent Gardens.

Xia Xiaodie didn’t know whether she should tell Zhao Ziming the news of her pregnancy.

Zhao Ziming is the father of the child, and it would be unfair to him if he was not told.

If she told him, she was afraid he would urge her to register.

Xia Xiaodie had something on her mind, and it showed on her face.

Zhao Ziming had already sensed something was wrong, "Xiaodie, are you hiding something from me?"

"No."

"Really?" Zhao Ziming leaned close to Xia Xiaodie's ear, making her feel numb and tingling.

Xia Xiaodie pushed Zhao Ziming away and avoided his sight, "Really."

Zhao Ziming was being shameless, "If you don't speak your mind, then I will."

Xia Xiaodie was very curious about what he would say, "Just tell me? Don't keep me in suspense."

"I want it!" Zhao Ziming said without blushing.

Xia Xiaodie just found out she was pregnant today. She is not allowed to do strenuous exercise in the early stages of pregnancy.

She moved away from Zhao Ziming, "I don't want to!"

This was the first time Zhao Ziming rejected Xia Xiaodie after they confirmed their relationship.

Zhao Ziming looked unhappy and thought: What happened to her? Did I not do well enough?

She wants to break up with me?

Is it that my mother and that crazy woman are causing trouble for her again?

Zhao Ziming always blamed the problem on himself and never thought of blaming Xia Xiaodie.

Xia Xiaodie knew that Zhao Ziming was unhappy. She felt heartbroken for him and decided not to hide it from him.

Xia Xiaodie took out the urine test report from her bag and handed it to Zhao Ziming, "I had a stomachache today, so I went to see a doctor!"

Zhao Ziming took the report, which showed “positive”. He didn’t know what this meant?

"Are you sick? Is it serious?"

Xia Xiaodie touched her forehead. How come he couldn't even read this?

Oh, he has never been a father, so it’s normal that he doesn’t know.

"I'm pregnant!" Xia Xiaodie said lightly.

Zhao Ziming was in his thirties when he became a father for the first time. He couldn't believe his ears. "Really?"

"real!"

Zhao Ziming rushed to Xia Xiaodie, hugged her like a princess, and spun her around, "Yeah, I'm going to be a father, I'm going to be a father!"

Xia Xiaodie felt dizzy and asked to be put down.

Zhao Ziming treated Xia Xiaodie like a national treasure and took good care of her.

Zhao Ziming mentioned marriage again, but this time his tone was much softer.

No matter what choice Xia Xiaodie makes, he will respect her and give birth to the fruit of their love in advance.

Xia Xiaodie, "As long as we truly love each other, it doesn't matter whether we have the certificate or not."

Zhao Ziming knew Xia Xiaodie's concerns and did not force her.

"Our baby is coming soon. There's no room for our family of four here. Do you think we should buy a villa or a big house in the city center?"

The housing prices in the city center are as high as 100,000 yuan per square meter. Although the prices of villas are not as high as those in the city center, villas have larger areas. Whether you buy a big house or a villa, the total price of both will exceed 10 million yuan.

Xia Xiaodie was afraid that Zhao Ziming would feel pressured. "I don't have high requirements for housing. As long as I have a roof over my head, that's enough. I think my place is pretty good too. There's no need to buy a house."

Zhao Ziming knew that Xia Xiaodie was reluctant to give up his money. She would soon be the mother of his child and they shared a common destiny, so he decided to make his property public.

"Don't worry, buying a villa is not stressful for me at all. I currently have 200 million in savings, and my company can earn 100 million every year. You don't have to save money for me, just spend what you need to spend."

"When doing business, you either make money or lose money. Even if you make money, you can't spend it lavishly. Save as much as possible. Do you hear me?" Xia Xiaodie was really afraid that Zhao Ziming would go bankrupt and then not even be able to support his children.

"Zhiliao, my dear wife!" Zhao Ziming said sweetly.

Although Xia Xiaodie didn't want to register, she didn't object to him calling her his wife.

Zhao Ziming really felt sorry for Xia Xiaodie for being so frugal, so he wanted to give her a surprise.

While she was taking a shower, he went into her room, looked through her bank card, and took a photo of her bank account number.

The next day, Xia Xiaodie received a transfer message on her mobile phone.

She leaned over and saw, oh my goodness, a long string of numbers.

She counted to herself, it was actually eight digits, a full 20 million.

Xia Xiaodie was shocked. How should she use so much money?

He told me all his property without reservation, it seems that he is sincere to me.

So should I tell him everything I have?

Including the fact that my sister gave birth to triplets.

But he has business dealings with Lu Yichen, and I'm afraid he will tell Lu Yichen about this, and then Lu Yichen will definitely take the triplets home.

My sister didn’t want to lose the triplets, nor did she want to go back to the Lu family.

Zhao Ziming poured out his heart to Xia Xiaodie. If she didn't tell him the truth, she would always feel like she had done something shameful.

After thinking it over, she couldn't keep the secret after all, "Brother, are you very familiar with Lu Yichen?"

"Why do you ask like that?" Zhao Ziming knew that Xia Xiaodie had something else in her words.

"Answer me first. If you tell him everything, I won't tell you about this. If you can keep your mouth shut, I might as well tell you."

Xia Xiaodie's meaning was very clear, she had no secrets with him, but if he couldn't keep his mouth shut, then don't blame her for hiding things from him, you can only blame yourself.

"I swear, if I tell anyone, I'll be a coward!" Zhao Ziming raised three fingers. "Just tell me now. Don't keep me in suspense. You're driving me crazy."

"My sister gave birth to triplets!"

"Ah? Is it that kid Lu Yichen?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? If it's not his, then whose could it be?" Xia Xiaodie asked back.

Zhao Ziming was a little envious of Lu Yichen. That kid had a good starting point. He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. After returning from studying abroad, he directly inherited the family business. He made the family business better and better, made a lot of money, and even had two more children than others.

"That kid is really capable!"

Xia Xiaodie didn't like what Zhao Ziming said. He was indeed capable in business, but the child was not his, so he couldn't be said to be capable in this area.

"Tsk! He can be a father for only half an hour at most, but my sister has to endure ten months as a mother. My sister is still the best!"

Zhao Ziming smelled jealousy.

In fact, women are indeed much better than men in this regard.

Although Zhao Ziming has not become a father yet, he cannot deny the sacrifices made by women.

After all, a woman has to take ten months to give birth to a child, but a man can become a father in as fast as a minute or as slow as half an hour.

Zhao Ziming once helped Xia Qianqian escape, and he knew that she must be short of money now.

He asked Xia Xiaodie to give Xia Qianqian one million in his own name to help her tide over the difficulties temporarily.

After all, raising three children must cost a lot of money.

The man in front of her is not only generous to her, but also to her sister.

Xia Xiaodie suddenly felt that happiness came too suddenly, but when she thought of her failed marriage, she felt a little inferior.

Her previous marriage could be said to be a stain on her life. How great it would have been if she had met him earlier!

……

Xia Qianqian did not disappear from the earth, but hid herself. She should have watched the news.

Lu Yichen thought to himself: If I want her to come back sooner, I must do something to touch her.

What touches Xia Qianqian the most is charity.

Lu Yichen opened a charity in Xia Qianqian's name and provided help to poor children in various places.