"Oh, I bumped into this kid at that time." Ye Chuqing suddenly realized as she patted her head.

Ye Nianmo took the ring box and opened it. Inside was the missing diamond ring.

He picked up the ring, and Ding Yiyi stretched out his left hand in cooperation, watching the ring slowly slide into the ring finger of his left hand.

The contact between her skin and the cold ring made her heart throb. She smiled and took out another ring from the box and put it on Ye Nianmo's ring finger.

The audience burst into warm applause. Ye Nianmo smiled and tilted his head, kissing Ding Yiyi's lips with a soft and warm kiss.

An Ran in the audience turned his head and faced Elaine who also turned her head. The two frustrated people looked at each other and quickly turned away, neither willing to let others see their sadness and cowardice.

"The bride throws the bouquet!" the people in the audience shouted, and the unmarried girls came forward one after another, hoping to share in Ding Yiyi's joy and find a man like Ye Nianmo as a husband.

Song Mengjie stood at the end and watched this scene quietly. She was happy for Ding Yiyi, but also sad for her own experience.

"Finally I found you." Ye Chuqing came to her, grabbed her hand and walked to the front of the crowd, "Sister Mengjie, hurry up, my sister-in-law is throwing flowers."

Song Mengjie was pulled to the front of the crowd by her. Before she could see clearly, a blue flower bouquet flashed through the air, and she subconsciously caught it.

Ding Yiyi turned around and saw that Song Mengjie had caught it. She was so happy that she walked off the stage with her wedding dress and gave her a hug, "You will definitely find happiness!"

Happiness? Song Mengjie looked at her hesitantly, and then looked over her shoulder at Hai Zhuoxuan, who had been standing outside the crowd. Her heart was filled with bitterness, as her happiness was already owned by others.

Ding Yiyi let her go, and was soon surrounded by others and went elsewhere. Song Mengjie stood there holding a flower holder. Suddenly, a sour gas surged in her throat. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

Ye Bo, who was standing by, happened to see this scene, and after thinking over and over again, she chased after him. In the bathroom, she looked at her haggard self in the mirror, and her surprise became more and more serious.

It had been two months since her period had come, and she had been feeling sour and nauseous recently. Could it be that she was pregnant? She touched her flat belly with trembling hands, and suddenly she felt ecstatic.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I met Ye Bo standing at the corner of the corridor. His expression was very serious, "Are you sick?"

"No." Song Mengjie smiled and walked past him calmly. She just wanted to share her joy with another person.

Ye Bo frowned when his arm was grabbed, "If you are sick, you can't delay."

Song Mengjie couldn't laugh or cry and said, "I'm really not sick. Let me go. The wedding is still going on." She shook off his hand and walked towards the lobby.

As soon as she arrived at the lobby, she was pulled away by Ye Chuqing, "Sister Mengjie, come and take pictures."

She smiled and kept up with her pace, but her eyes fell on Ye Chuqing's belly and could not move away anymore.

Everyone had already set up their positions. Ye Chuqing held her hand and stood beside Hai Zhuoxuan. The cameraman shouted from the side, "I'll call one, two, three and everyone will be ready."

"one"

"two"

"three"

"Click." At the same time as the sound sounded, Song Mengjie quietly tilted her head towards Haizhuoxuan, trying her best to get closer to him.

After taking the photos, she couldn't wait to find Ding Yiyi and tell her that she wanted to return to China. Ding Yiyi was very surprised, "Why so fast? Is there something urgent?"

"Well," Song Mengjie smiled happily, "What a great happy event."

After bidding farewell to Ding Yiyi, she bought the fastest flight with great joy. The first thing she did after returning home was to go to the hospital.

"Ms. Song, the fetus is already two months old and very healthy." The doctor smiled and continued: "Go back and have a good time with your husband."

After coming out of the hospital, Song Mengjie touched her belly carefully with a smile on her face. When she got home, Xiao Xiaoli said in a strange tone: "Ding Yiyi can find Ye Nianmo to marry. Look at you doing nothing every day."

, it will be difficult for you to find a good man."

"Mom, I'm going back to the room first." Song Mengjie had gotten used to her attitude. She lowered her head and wanted to walk into the room. Song Shuhao poked his head out of the living room and said, "Mengjie, come here."

Song Mengjie walked over and said, "Dad."

"Mengjie, you're not young anymore. Ding Yiyi is already married, so you have to think about your life-long events." Song Shuhao said calmly, and when he saw that the other party didn't object, his expression became a little better, "I met Dad recently.

I have made a friend, he is pretty good, he has three companies under him, and he doesn’t have any mother-in-law, seventh aunt or eighth aunt, so you won’t be bullied in the past.”

Song Mengjie listened quietly, not paying attention to what he was saying in her mind, but subconsciously touching her belly.

Song Shuhao regarded her reaction as acquiescence, and his mood improved immediately. He cleared his throat and continued: "The conditions are really good, but I am a bit old, 40 years old, and have a child, but this is okay.

, you didn’t have to worry about having a child in the past, people said that just one child is enough.”

"So dad, what you mean is that if I marry a 40-year-old man, I can't have children of my own, right?" Song Mengjie was as calm as if she was discussing something that was insignificant to her.

Song Shuhao nodded awkwardly, "It's not a big deal, other people's children are children anyway."
Chapter completed!