But what about her child? She sighed and refused to think about it anymore. She could not hide her hesitation. Tang Tang also knew that she was not doing well now. She patted her hand and comforted her. "Don't be too sad. Fortunately, the Liu family is very rich, right? The baby can enjoy the best material conditions from the moment he's born. The Liu family will not treat him badly in all aspects. It's much happier than being born into a family with no feelings and no money."
Ming Yue could only comfort herself like this.
"Dear, drive over to pick up Ming Yue and I. Let's go eat hotpot." Zhang Lin was originally walking over after he's done smoking, but when he heard this, he turned around to get the car. Ming Yue was a little surprised. "You're pregnant. Can you eat hotpot?" Tang Tang waved her hand indifferently. "It's okay. The doctor said that if Mommy's eating happily, the baby will also be happy in my stomach. If I can't eat because I'm pregnant, I'll suffocate."
She suddenly changed the topic and said, "I can, but what about you? Does the Liu family allow you to eat such junk food? F*ck, I suddenly realize that you're a little like the Empress in the ancient palace now. After you're pregnant with an imperial baby, your status has increased countless times. Although the child in your stomach doesn't have a throne to inherit, it's very likely that he'll be the successor of the Liu family in the future. Does their family allow you to eat so casually?"
Ming Yue rolled her eyes at her speechlessly. "Why are you getting more and more exaggerated? What imperial baby? What throne? Even in television dramas, someone like me is at most a little palace maid." The young master probably couldn't wait for anything to happen to the child. This way, he could legitimately divorce her and not be restrained by the old madam anymore.
The old madam was in a hurry to let the young master get married because she was afraid that the Liu family would have no descendants. However, she felt that the old madam's worries were needless. With the young master's qualifications, if he really wanted to have children, the women who were willing to give birth to his child could probably line up from his house to France. It would not be a problem for him to sire a soccer team.
Tang Tang was really negatively influenced by the television drama. Her thoughts became more and more wild. She narrowed her eyes and looked around. "Let's be careful with our words. Perhaps the Liu family has already sent people to quietly protect you. If they find out that I encouraged you to eat junk food, please don't kill me to silence me."
Ming Yue did not want to talk to her anymore. Tang Tang was three years older than her, so why was her imagination as active as that of a child?
It was already noon and Ming Yue had not eaten well in the morning, so she did not reject the other party's invitation and followed her into the car. Across the road, Secretary Tang had his hand on the steering wheel and was waiting for a red light. He glanced out of the window in boredom and saw a familiar figure. He looked carefully again to make sure that he did not recognize the wrong person. "President Liu, do you think that person is the young mistress?"
Liu Jingxing sat in the back seat and leaned lazily against the leather seat. There was arrogance in his gaze. He glanced out of the window and saw the woman opening the back door of a black Honda and getting into the car. He coldly retracted his gaze. After a long while, he said in a cold voice without any emotion, "Call her Miss Ming from now on."
Secretary Tang quickly agreed. "Yes." It seemed that Young Master really had no feelings for Miss Ming. He did not even want to give her a title. There were only a few seconds left before the red light turned red. As Secretary Tang was about to start the car, he subconsciously glanced at the black Honda. It had already started. He fiddled with the steering wheel and felt a familiar feeling in his heart. What a coincidence. His
Liu Jingxing closed his eyes to rest. For some reason, he thought of that woman. She wouldn't wrap the seatbelt so tightly around her stomach to the point where she couldn't even breathe, would she? Forget it, who cares about her? After a while, his eyebrows moved slightly, and he instructed impatiently, "Tell Ah-Jie and the others to be careful. Don't lose sight of her."
This country bumpkin was really troublesome.
Ming Yue did not know that she had been seen. After getting into the car, she looked at Tang Tang, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and thought of the last time she rode on the young master's car. His cold and narrow eyes glanced at her indifferently as he asked, "Who told you to sit in the back seat? Am I your driver?"
Tang Tang sat in the passenger seat and excitedly said to her, "Ming Yue, I've lost a lot of blood