"What's wrong? Baby." Yilan followed behind and entered the ward.

"Mom, why are you here? It's okay here, you and Mengmeng go back first."

Di Tingye seemed to have just woken up and was still a little troubled by the noise.

He has not had a sleep for a long time, and a short sleep is of no help at all.

"Tingye, my mother has already learned about it. Why don't you say it if you are sick? I heard that Tang Muxia can massage, so I asked him to go home to take care of you during this period. I have already told your grandma, and she agreed!"

After hearing this, Tang Muxia and Yi Menghui were both stunned.

Tang Muxia was surprised.

Yi Menghui was really shocked.

"Madam, this massage is very simple. You can find a doctor to massage." Tang Muxia refused.

But Yilan obviously ignored it.

"Why are you not happy yet! I said you would just serve Tingye!"

Yilan asked the doctor and Nangong and found that his son was in a bad condition.

If it continues to deteriorate, life may be in danger.

Since the doctor said that Tang Muxia could let him sleep, she could tolerate her first.

...

The villa of the wealthy family in the Di family.

Tang Muxia didn't have a good rest last night, and when she first entered the villa, something happened.

She seemed to have stepped on the blood.

In the living room, Yilan stood there in a plump figure. Although she was over forty years old, she was well maintained. She looked like she was only thirty years old and had the temperament of a noble lady.

At this moment, she put her hands on her hips, which was different from her gentle and elegant temperament outside. At this moment, she was full of harsh anger.

"Madam." Tang Muxia's tone was faint. She lowered her head and was straight. Her somewhat messy black hair covered her small face.

She saw the mud footprints from the room to the kitchen, and her heart tightened.

But it still didn't show up.

She was busy for most of the day last night, and after getting wet from the rain, she came to the kitchen to pick up a cup of hot water and forgot to change her clean shoes.

The mud mixed with a trace of bloody smell, and Yilan's sense of smell was the most effective.

"What's going on with this blood?" Yilan stretched out her jade hand with an emerald ring.

A sharp voice resounded in Tang Muxia's ears, and she felt that there seemed to be a lot of echoes circling in her mind. Her body was so heavy that she felt that there were many elans in front of her.

He pointed and stumbled in front of her, and his mean tone and expression made Tang Muxia want to go up and tear her face directly.

"Madam, I'll clean it up now." Tang Muxia only felt a headache.

"Madam, can I go back to my grandma after cleaning up?

"What did you say?" Yilan wrapped her arms around her chest and looked at Tang Muxia proudly and arrogantly. She frowned, as if her little request was just a huge request.

"I said to Madam, can you go back to grandma's side after cleaning up later?" She repeated again, her voice even weaker.

But in Yilan's eyes, she didn't seem to care about her business at all.

"Hmph~" a cold nasal voice snorted at Tang Muxia with disdain.

Tang Muxia licked her dry lips, and her eyes began to fade and become blurred. Her standing body shook slightly.

"It's so noisy that people can't sleep." An impatient and crisp female voice came from the second floor.

Yi Menghui came down from the upper floor, wearing a nightgown, and could see her slightly raised pregnant belly.

The long wavy hair is at the waist. Ru Yue's eyebrows are slightly frowning, but her beautiful eyes are filled with anger. Her tall nose, fragrant cheeks are slightly powdery, and her skin is as bright as frost and snow. She is pure and sweet.

Tang Muxia glanced at Yi Menghui, who was like a lady, and wandered away slightly.

"Mom, are you upset early in the morning?" Yi Menghui came down from the upper floor and was angry at Yilan.

When Yilan saw her baby daughter, she immediately changed into clothes and smiled gently and pamperedly.

"Mengmeng, I haven't had a good sleep. I'll finish breakfast later and then go to bed." Yilan said softly. But when she turned her head, she immediately changed her face.

"You, clean the living room and dining room to me and don't dirty the floor of our house." His tone was extremely disgusted, mean and unfeeling, and his dignified appearance could not hide his contempt and dissatisfaction.

It seemed as if Tang Muxia shouldn't have appeared in the Di family and was not qualified to step on the floor of her Di family.

Even if this is what they asked her to come.

"Yeah." Tang Muxia responded in a low voice, but the expression on her face was never humble or arrogant. At this moment, Yilan was a proud rooster in Tang Muxia's eyes.

"Then, can I go back later?" Tang Muxia looked up and continued to ask. Her dry lips opened and her mouth was bloody, but her swollen eyes were still so firm.

But his pale little face was unusually red, and the breath that Tang Muxia exuded was burning.

"Madam, I want to have dinner with my grandma tonight."

"Then what."

"If grandma knew that I was wronged here, she would feel distressed. I am not the daughter-in-law of the Di family now, but grandma's granddaughter."

Tang Muxia raised her eyes and looked straight with Yilan, but her swollen eyes were also firm and bright.

His haggard face had an aura that shocked Yilan, which was the murderous aura that transitioned from anger.

Yilan had never seen Tang Muxia so red-eyed. Although she was humble and humble in the dust, she suddenly kicked her, and the anger in her eyes was a little shocking.

"Are you upset?" Yi Menghui said impatiently: "You can go back, but Brother Tingye needs your care? You can't leave now, only you can control his condition." She looked at Tang Muxia disdainfully.

Tang Muxia looked at her coldly with her eyes.

"Grandma knows that Brother Tingye is in poor health and is already worried about the infusion. She hasn't woken up when you go back now. Without Grandma, you are nothing!"

When Yi Menghui said this, she was not worried at all, and most of them were sarcastic.

But Tang Muxia felt aching in her heart.

Grandma cares about Di Tingye, she knows that she cares about it.

When Tang Muxia thought of this, she felt a burst of sadness, and she didn't even cry, but she was just sadness.

After Yi Menghui said that, she walked to the living room proudly, completely treating Tang Muxia as air.

At this time, Yilan's friend just called and made an appointment to go to the beauty salon, so he answered the phone softly.

Xiangsao hurriedly poured a cup of hot water for Tang Mu.

"Xia Xia, go and rest first, Xiangsao will do the cleaning later." Xiangsao helped Tang Muxia walk towards her room with distress.

"Thank you, Xiangsao, me," Tang Muxia said in a weak voice, dragging her empty steps.

She held the door frame and used her last strength to open the door. Then she turned around and went in and closed the door.

She was holding the water cup and tremblingly hitting the water on her clothes. She didn't care. She was really tired, so tired that she was defeated.

The eyes were dark, like a leaf blown away by the strong wind, falling alone, without any sense of power.

But before Tang Muxia could breathe, the door was knocked open again.

Two women of similar age live under the same roof, a lady and a maid.
Chapter completed!