The sudden dry retching made Di Tingye stop: "What's wrong? I feel uncomfortable?"

Yilan was also confused, but Yi Menghui next to her was very shocked!

Could it be that Tang Muxia is pregnant?

Because she will retching like this when she is pregnant.

Yi Menghui immediately became a little nervous when she thought of three months ago.

"Oh... Mom, my stomach hurts so much."

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

Di Tingye did not care about Tang Muxia and walked towards Yi Menghui.

"Why are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"I don't know, maybe it's the child who has something to do."

Yi Menghui changed her elegant socialite attitude and became panicked.

After hearing this, Yilan became even more nervous.

"Call the family doctor!"

Di Ting's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he strode over and sat next to Yi Menghui: "It hurts a lot?"

Tang Muxia felt dizzy and the aroma of dishes floating in the restaurant made her stomach turbulent.

She held the wall and walked to the stairs.

The little face that was calm just now was white at this time, like a fragile doll.

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

Yi Menghui glanced at Tang Muxia from the back of her eyes and saw her standing there blankly.

She immediately fell into Di Tingye's arms.

"Well, Brother Tingye, I feel so painful."

Yi Menghui leaned in Di Tingye's arms and looked at Tang Muxia provocatively.

Tang Muxia was a little fluffy, and she felt dizzy when she stepped on cotton.

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

Most likely, it was pretending to give her a warning.

"The doctor will come later, there will be no problem." Di Tingye reached out and held her little hand.

Tang Muxia reminded herself not to care, but she saw Di Tingye caring so much about her.

Such a serious and cold man, who cares about people gently, turns out to be like that.

Yi Menghui was alone in the eyes.

Tang Muxia's lips shivered for a moment, and a slight tingling sensation deep in her heart, feeling like she was pulling it from a knife.

She is a redundant person, she knows.

But why, it would be so uncomfortable to know that Yi Menghui is pregnant with his child

Tang Muxia slowly climbed upstairs with the wall.

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 wide, and the shoulder blades seem to be covered with soft light.

Tang Muxia looked at the tall figure.

He has a calmness that has settled down after a long period of ups and downs in the shopping mall. His every move is full of nobles that people dare not ignore.

Even if it was just a back, Tang Muxia felt nervous.

Hearing the movement behind him, Di Tingye turned around and turned around.

"The family doctor is below. Do you want to take a look if you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, I've been on the plane for too long, it's not a problem."

Tang Muxia walked slowly towards him: "Did you have anything to do with me just now?"

"This is a divorce agreement and compensation for you. Do you see if there is anything that needs to be changed?"

Divorce Agreement?

Tang Muxia was a little confused.

She walked over and took it.

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

She remembered that she had signed the autograph.

"Didn't I have signed it?" Tang Muxia murmured in a low voice.

"What?"

"Nothing." Tang Muxia subconsciously shook her head.

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

"I……"

Tang Muxia raised her eyes from the divorce agreement and looked at him with a pair of slightly red eyes.

There was a little doubt in his eyes, and she was also confused when she saw it.

Did he lose his memory? Or did he get drunk that day and forget it?

"do not you remember?"

"What do you remember?" Di Tingye frowned slightly and asked seriously.

During this period, he often had a dream at night.

It’s like the memories deep in my mind are locked in shackles, and as long as I think deeply, I will have a headache.

It seems that something is missing.

"No, nothing."

He got drunk that day, probably forgot.

Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so calm to her.

"Do you have a pen? I'll sign it?" Tang Muxia's obedient obedience surprised Di Tingye.

Take out the pen from the pencil case and hand it to her.

Tang Muxia took it and wrote down his name without hesitation.

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

She took a rough look at the property.

They are all very good real estate, both domestic and foreign.

There is also a card with 50 million in it.

For her, it was a huge sum of money.

"Take it, it's what you deserve. But there is another condition that requires you to cooperate."

Tang Muxia hesitated for a moment: "Ah? What are the conditions?"

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

But we can't tell her that we are divorced, nor can we talk about Mengmeng's pregnancy."

"Okay, I will wait until my grandma's health improves before leaving."

"Thanks."

"It should be." Tang Muxia wanted to return the property list and real estate certificate in her hand to him.

"Hold it, my Di Tingye's ex-wife cannot be too down." His voice was clear, but he was a bit domineering.

Tang Muxia smiled and nodded: "Oh."

"By the way, I'll ask you, if I'm pregnant with your child, will you have a child and get a divorce?"

Tang Muxia mustered up the courage and asked with jokes.

She wanted to make the final effort to win.

Not for yourself, but for the baby in your belly.

"Tang Muxia, I haven't touched you before. Don't put my head on me if you are pregnant outside."

Di Tingye's voice is low and mellow, but it is mixed with a cold chill.
To be continued...