He put his arms around Ouya, carefully avoiding the needle on the back of her hand, and kissed her until she was so dazed that she even forgot what she wanted to say.
After a while, Ou Ya leaned dizzy in his arms, holding his clothes with her little hands, panting, and didn't even want to say anything.
Di Yating glanced at Di Yating, who was holding her, and murmured in his heart.
I use this trick every time, I let you use it, I let you use it, I don’t tell you that your child is fine, I will scare you to death!
Di Yating didn't know about Xiao Jiujiu in Ou Ya's heart, he only wanted to stop her thinking about the child.
When he lost his baby, he said it was a lie. No matter what thoughts he had about this child at the beginning, after he clearly realized that he was going to be a father, the instinct flowing in his blood had already carved this child into his heart.
In my heart.
Suddenly, the child is gone if he says it is not there, and no one can really be fine.
But Ou Ya cared more about her children than he did. Di Ya Ting was worried that she would blame herself and feel uncomfortable, so she didn't even dare to show her sadness.
"Where else do you feel pain? I'll ask the doctor to come in and take a look at you?" Di Yating hugged Ou Ya, but his soft tone brushed against his heart, itching and warm...
Ou Ya blinked her eyes and leaned comfortably in his arms. Her eyes were slightly red with emotion and she shook her head gently.
"Then you can sleep a little longer and I'll stay with you."
"Young Master." A bodyguard strode in outside the door, stopped directly in front of Di Yating, and leaned down respectfully, "Prince Manji is here. He wants to see Miss Ou."
"Manji." Ou Ya was startled, and finally remembered what she had missed. She raised her head and looked at Di Yating's gloomy face, "Hamad..."
"He's not dead, I just had him detained." Di Yating snorted coldly and didn't tell Ou Ya that even if he didn't die, he would still lose a layer of skin!
Anyone who dares to attack him is already giving him an advantage without killing him!
If he hadn't known that Ouya wouldn't want Hamed dead, Di Yating would have chopped him into pieces and used his blood to pay homage to his child!
"You want to see him?" Di Yating lowered his eyes and stared at Ou Ya, without specifying who he was, but Ou Ya understood that he was talking about Manji. She was stunned and nodded, "Some words, I
I want to make it clear to him."
"Ou Yaya! He's not the murderer, so he has nothing to do with it. What else do you have to say to him?" Di Yating roared in a deep voice, and his fiery temper suddenly exploded.
He may not blame Ou Ya for losing his child, but he will not let go of anyone involved!
The first to bear the brunt is Hamed, and the real culprit, Manji!
"Dia Ting, it was Hamed who made the decision on his own, and Manji didn't know about it at all..."
"You believe what he says? Ouya, are you a three-year-old child?"
"..."
Ou Ya lowered her eyes, swallowed, and choked a little.
She didn't want to say that she believed in Manji, as that would only make Di Yating even more angry.
In fact, if the child is really gone, the first person Ouya will hate is Manji. But now that the child is fine, she just wants to make it clear to Manji and then leave Abu Dhabi...
Why should people feel resentment when it is already impossible?
After this incident, she no longer hated Manji, but she no longer felt guilty.
"Ouya, don't say anything to me that has nothing to do with him. My child is gone and Manji is the murderer! I will never let him go!" Di Yating gritted his teeth with sinister eyes.
