"When the ti cos, will you say you regret it?" Di Mingzhe asked seriously. "If that’s the case, Xiaxia, you’ll be very upset."
"I won’t," Xiaxia confidently declared. "There won’t be any accidents, nor any regrets. Big brother, believe in , my mind is made up, I must participate, and I won’t back down. You’re not , you don’t understand, you don’t know, you don’t get it. Becoming a mother is the elevation of one identity, it shouldn’t beco my burden.
We should happily welco this little life, let him fight alongside . I think he’d be very glad to!"
Di Mingzhe looked at her, her vibrant expression full of confidence and charm. But he...
He still couldn’t shake his worries.
"But have you ever considered ?" Di Mingzhe suddenly said, "Xiaxia, have you thought about ? My wife is pregnant and still wants to join such a dangerous competition. I’m a man, I can’t agree to that risk. I can’t gamble with that possibility."
Di Mingzhe seed a bit angry as he said this.
Xiaxia pouted, "What about considering ? How about unconditionally believing in ? Can’t you just say ’Wife, I support you, I support you and our son to win the championship, and if anything happens, don’t be scared, your husband is here.’"
"You..." Di Mingzhe was left speechless by Xiaxia’s retort.
Still, he couldn’t agree, and he said with an iron grimace, "You’re just twisting facts. Xiaxia, let tell you, if I say no, it’s no. If you dare to participate..."
"What if I dare to participate?" Xiaxia cut him off, raising an eyebrow at him, "What are you going to do? Lock up to prevent from participating, or are you going to divorce ?"
"What nonsense you’re spouting!" Di Mingzhe turned dark with irritation and eventually managed to assert with resignation, "Tomorrow, you’re not allowed to leave this house, and neither will I. I’ll stay ho and watch over you. At the competition, soone will announce on your behalf that you’ve forfeited due to pregnancy."
"Di Mingzhe, can’t you be reasonable?" Xiaxia was agitated and couldn’t help but grab his face and rub it vigorously. "I’ve told you, it’s fine, it’s fine. How many tis do you want to say it? Let’s do this then, let’s ask the doctor, let’s see what the doctor thinks."
Di Mingzhe scowled, "We don’t need to ask the doctor; I’ve decided on this matter."
"Hey, Di Mingzhe, you’re being a dictator."
"That’s right, I’m being a dictator. In any case, I won’t allow participation."
Xiaxia’s eyes widened, "Seriously, are you just trying to pick a fight?"
Di Mingzhe couldn’t be bothered to deal with her.
Just then, the butler brought so juice, and Xiaxia quickly said, "Butler, please call Dr. Kong for ."
"You’re not allowed," Di Mingzhe instantly refused.
"Don’t listen to him; if I say call, then call."
"Xiaxia!"
"I’m right here, no need to yell, no need to shout. You’re not the doctor. Let’s wait for the doctor to co and hear what he has to say."
Di Mingzhe was defeated. It looked like Xiaxia was truly determined not to give up the competition.
He couldn’t overbear her; he couldn’t twist her arm; his bluff as a paper tiger ultimately didn’t scare her.
"Xiaxia." Tough tactics having failed, Di Mingzhe tried a softer approach, "I’m begging you as your big brother. Can we please not participate?"
Xiaxia looked at him, her deanor shifting to a more serious tone as she earnestly cupped his face, "Big brother, I know you’re worried, and I understand how you feel, but I know this matter even better than you do. I think I’m fully capable of participating, so why shouldn’t I? How about this, let’s wait for the doctor to arrive, and we’ll discuss everything openly. If the doctor’s conclusion is that I absolutely must not participate, then I won’t, and I’ll forfeit voluntarily tomorrow."
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