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C1474 Wealthy Marriage 1402

"Ao Xue?" It wasn't the first time Ding Yiyi had heard this name. She said softly, "Tell me about him."

Ye Nianmo told her a lot of things about Ding Yiyi's memory loss until the lights lit up. "I told you all these because I don't want you to feel excluded forever. If you don't want to carry these memories, I won't mention it again."

She felt a deep sadness in her heart, "Is she my sister? Why did the two sisters fall into such a predicament? "

Ye Nianmo looked at her silently. After a long while, he finally said, "There is no such thing as an absolute enemy or friend in this world."

He stood up and pulled the empty glass from her hand. "Go to bed." Sensing the stiffness in her body, he continued, "I'm in the guest room."

He went upstairs, and Ding Yiyi thought he might have gone to pack up. She waited a long time before she went upstairs, knowing that the second room on the left was the master bedroom even though it was the first time she had come here.

The moment he walked to the master bedroom, he bumped into Ye Nianmo, who came out with a pillow. The two of them almost bumped into each other.

Ding Yiyi walked into the room with her head lowered. She didn't pay much attention to the furnishings in the room. She only hurriedly said, "Good night."

"Good night," Ye Nianmo lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead before turning around and leaving.

Ding Yiyi went back into her room and closed the door. Only then did she carefully examine everything in the room. The floor lamp had already been turned on. The entire room was enveloped in an orange glow.

She went into the bathroom to wash up, then walked out in her bathrobe. The moment she laid on the bed, she felt unreal.

"I'm back?"

No one answered her. The warm house was faintly lonely. She closed her eyes and wanted to have a good rest.

When she was a child, she opened her eyes, sighed, and changed her position, but her mind was still so clear that she didn't want to sleep at all.

At that moment, she felt someone moving at the door. She subconsciously closed her eyes and followed the sound of footsteps with her ears.

The footsteps stopped at the door of her room, and she thought he was going to push it open. His fists were covered with sweat, but after a while they began to sound again, and then they went farther and farther away until she couldn't hear them.

She waited until he came downstairs, and then she got up and walked to the window through the whiteness and saw a white Porsche driving slowly into the night in the garage.

Inside Ding Family Great Mansion, Aunt Xue stood at the foot of the stairs, listening to the sounds of something being thrown down. A loud sound was followed by the sound of glass shattering on the ground.

She sighed and looked at the trash on the stairs. It was all smashed up by the people in the room.

There was a flash of light from the window, then the sound of parking, and she hurried downstairs to open the door.

He opened the door and greeted, "Young Master." Just as he finished speaking, there was another loud noise upstairs, this time sounding like a flower pot.

"She doesn't talk to anyone. She knocks on things and makes strange noises." Aunt Xue was also a little scared when she said these things. "Where did that girl come from?"

Ye Nianmo strode upstairs. Just as he reached the door, he heard a piercing wail. The sound was very strange. Sometimes it was rapid, sometimes it was low in sobs. In the dark night, it was extremely horrifying.

When he pushed the door open, the crying stopped and the woman in the room turned to look at her.

Her face was still covered with layers upon layers of gauze, revealing only her facial features. The whites of her eyes were bloodshot.

When she saw Ye Nianmo, she was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked onto the bed, wrapped herself in a blanket and turned her back to him while trembling.

"Hello." Ye Nianmo asked in a probing manner, "We know each other?"

The woman with her back to him did not open her mouth. Her body was still shaking violently, and she began to whimper again. It was terrifying.

Ye Nianmo tried to approach her, but her whimpering voice became louder, like a newborn lamb.

"Do you know what happened? "Where are your family? I'll take you home." Ye Nianmo had already walked to her side. The doubts in his heart were getting bigger. It seemed like there was nothing wrong with this woman's memory. She remembered everything, but why didn't she want to say it out loud?

With no results, he sized up the back figure before leaving the room. Outside the door, Aunt Xue looked at him nervously.

"Aunt Xue!" He opened his mouth, and the old man's body trembled uncontrollably.

Aunt Xue looked at him worriedly. "Young Master."

"Where is Xiao Wen? I want to know who the woman inside is. " For some reason, Ye Nianmo's heart felt a little awkward. The woman in the room didn't seem to be an unrelated passerby. There was even a bold and crazy thought running through his mind …

His mind was reproducing.

"Young Master." Aunt Xue looked at his expression, her hands awkwardly placed at her side, and then raised them to her chest. "I haven't seen that child for a long time, I don't know where he went."

Ye Nianmo looked at her with a cold expression, "Do you know why I kept you here?"

Aunt Xue's face turned pale. "Young master, I didn't mean to tell him about the situation here. He asked me, so I had no choice but to tell him. After all, he is my only grandson."

"I want to know who the woman is." Ye Nianmo looked straight at her, and said it word by word.

After Ye Nianmo left, Aunt Xue paced around the room restlessly. She first went out to take a look at the road and returned home after seeing that there was no one on the way.

Sobbing sounds could still be heard from upstairs. That woman was like an injured wild beast.

She climbed a few steps, then stopped, thought for a moment, then hurried downstairs and dug out a cell phone from the fat Persian cat's nest.

The Persian cat jumped into her embrace, wanting to touch him. However, she didn't touch him, instead, she anxiously dialed the number, and the phone rang many times before being picked up.

"Little Shu, where are you!" Aunt Xue walked to the kitchen and said in a low voice.

"Grandma, don't worry about it." It was very quiet on the other end of the phone, and occasionally one or two cars would pass by.

Aunt Xue was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears. "How can I not care about you? Tell me, who is that woman? Where did you find her? She's angry every day now and she doesn't talk. "

Xiao Qian did not answer him. Instead, he asked: "Did Ye Nianmo know?"

"Understood, I just left, the young master didn't manage to find anything." She said worriedly to her grandson, "Child, listen to your grandma. Don't go against her. Your grandma is doing this for your own good."

Just as she finished her sentence, she was mercilessly laughed at by the person on the other end of the phone. She said in fright, "What are you laughing at, little one!"

The cold laughter came over the radio. Xiao Qian was laughing so hard that he was out of breath, as if he had just met the funniest joke in the world. After a while, he panted and said: "Good, good, now it's time for a good show."

"What do you mean!" Aunt Xue wanted to ask more clearly, but the call had already ended.

The Persian cat jumped onto the counter and called out to her. She put down the phone worriedly. With worry in her cloudy eyes, she helplessly picked up the only thing that could comfort her.

The woman with bandages on her face floated into his room like a ghost. The skin on her arm was very dark, and the flesh was tangled together, making her look very terrifying.

"Why are you doing this to me?" She was Ao Xue, who had jumped into the pond.

She stood in front of the table, picked up a pen, and examined her face in the reflection of the pen.

Her hands trembled as she looked at herself wrapped in layers of gauze.

She gently pulled out a bandage. The wound had long since scabbed up, so the pain was no longer there. However, she gently avoided the bandage. The white bandages fell to the ground, and as more and more bandages fell on the ground, her hands began to shake more and more.

His skin was tangled together, the skin at the corner of his left eye was very low, and a lump of raw flesh hung from the corner of his eye like an ugly tumor.

The figure projected by the fountain pen was a monster that the human race was afraid of. She bit her arm in a whimper, and beads of blood appeared between her teeth.

"This isn't me, how can this be me?" She suddenly threw away the pen in her hand in a panic and touched her cheeks with both of her hands.

There was a passing car outside, and as the light from the headlights swept through the window, she dropped to her knees like a frightened animal and buried her head in her arms.2

Her sleeves were pulled up along with her movements. The hideous scars on her arms stung her glasses and nerves. She painfully closed her eyes and desperately shrank into the corner, tears flowing down her face.

After an unknown amount of time, she suddenly stood up in a crazed manner and started beating her own head. She remembered that six months ago, she had wanted to escape from the pond.

After jumping into the water, she successfully hid in the water. When Ye Nianmo's people started searching, she had already escaped to the other side, but a man ran out from the dark.

The man wore a mask with a brick in his hand. He smashed the brick against the back of his head, then felt dizzy.

When she woke up again, she found her surroundings to be very hot. She was already in a sea of fire. She wanted to escape, but every bone in her body was resisting her.

She could feel the flames moving along the sofa to her calf. The leather sofa was charred and stinky, and the ashes were rolling into her nose. She could not remember anything else, and when she woke up, she was like this.

"That man!" "That man!" She gritted her teeth and fiercely swore, "I will tear you into a thousand pieces!"

Ding Yiyi woke up early in the morning. She was lying in bed, not knowing what to do for the rest of the day. When she went downstairs, she found Ye Nianmo there.

Her memory lingered on the night before when he had driven out of here, until he had dozed off and hadn't found his way back.

"Coffee sandwiches?" He was busy in the kitchen, and the coffee that dripped from the coffee machine was delicious.

She took a deep breath and said, "Ok, thank you." She saw him working skillfully in the room. "I didn't expect you to be such a good cook."

"You like it very much. I feel unhygienic eating it outside." He brought her the sandwich and the coffee.

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