The pregnant woman has a sensitive and changeable mood, and Tang Muxia was very restrained when she was in the Emperor's family.

At this time, she was crying softly without any worries.

The sob sound was like a wailing little beast: "Mom, Xia Xia will definitely live well, and with her mother's hope, she will live well."

Tang Muxia was firm in her heart.

The grievances and misunderstandings suffered during this period were expressed at this time.

"Xia Xia?"

A gentle voice rang out in uncertainty.

Tang Muxia looked over in surprise.

"Yun Ting! Why are you back to China?" Tang Muxia stood up and looked at Yun Ting standing not far away in surprise.

"It's really you." Yun Ting smiled gently, and was also a little surprised.

Tang Muxia hurriedly stood up and wiped away his tears.

"You just returned to China?" Tang Muxia glanced at the suitcase he was pushing in his hand.

I guess I got off the plane just now and rushed to the cemetery to pay tribute.

"Yeah." Yun Ting nodded.

He put away his sunglasses, and a light and gentle smile appeared on his face that was somewhat similar to Di Tingye, but was gentle and handsome.

White shirt, beige casual pants, wearing a pair of white floor shoes.

She looks like a warm boy who is completely sunny, handsome and gentle.

"You are here to pay tribute..."

"My mother." Tang Muxia wiped away her tears and said in a low voice.

"And you?"
Chapter completed!