1546: C1546 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1474

C1546 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1474

Ding Yiyi stood at the foot of the stairs. She did not leave at the beginning, but there was still a little bit of hope in her heart. If he chased her, she thought, she would apologize even more sincerely, she would kiss him and tell him how scared she was of helplessness and self-blame.

But when he heard the steady pace and the sound of the leather chair, she knew that it was over, that it was all over, and he chose indifferently to refuse to listen to her explanation, insisting on his opinion that she was responsible for the matter to the end.

"You can go!" The words became a knife, plunged into her temple, and dug into every nerve.

She looked at the door at the end with tears in her eyes. Her eyes looked like she was bewitched by the halo coming out from the crack in the door.

Her inner grief only made her want to escape from a place that made her so sad. She wanted to turn around, run, and leave this place as far away as possible. she heard her own daemon say.

Ye Nianmo only got up abruptly and chased after Ye Zichen when he heard the sound of the car driving past the road and saw the lights reflecting off the door of the mansion.

He ran to the door just in time to see the taillights of Ding Yiyi's car flash past, then the sound of the car fading.

He immediately turned back to the garage and drove off after her, and for a moment he knew he was regretting it.

At the door, the security guard looked at Ye Nianmo, whose expression was as cold as ice. He forgot to greet him and quickly opened the door to let him through.

There was a long road in front of the villa, and ginkgo trees were planted on both sides of the road. It was midsummer, and the ginkgo trees were rustling in the breeze.

Ye Nianmo searched every corner that his gaze could reach. His hands, which were holding the steering wheel, became tighter and tighter. The veins on the back of his hands were popping out.

Why did he blame her? Why couldn't he control himself better? He kept thinking about those words. When he could no longer see the familiar car in his line of sight, he slammed the steering wheel!

At the amusement park, all the gaming equipment had been turned off, the merry-go-round stopped moving, and the Ferris Wheel was like a shadow in the dark. No one was staying here, and a piece of ice cream paper on the ground rolled two times, then floated to a woman in a dress and was quickly carried away by the breeze.

Ding Yiyi sat alone in the cool evening breeze, unconsciously rubbing the goosebumps on her arms.

"You can leave, you can leave, you can leave." These three words washed over her again and again, repeating in her mind. She suddenly realized that she had nothing.

Even though he loved her, there was no doubt about it. But when they argued, he could still let her go, get her out of the house, because everything she had now was his.

She held her head in her arms, and her body was frightfully cold. What else did she have but his love? She had no career of her own, no friendship of her own.

Although she had many people's love that were envious of her, and this love could give her a very good material life, to say the least, if she and Ye Nianmo were to divorce, she could still obtain a considerable divorce fee, but so what? These things were not things that she earned, she did not feel the passion to desperately obtain them, and naturally did not have any feelings for them.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, the wind was making one drowsy. A stray dog that had just come back from searching for food walked towards the equipment of the amusement park in satisfaction, preparing to find a place to spend the night. However, it was startled by the human who suddenly stood up and hurriedly retreated a few steps, cautiously raising its head to look at the woman in front of it.

Ding Yiyi stood up, her back straight, and walked to the side of the car with determination and a sense of belonging.

When she opened the door, Ye Nianmo, who was sitting on the sofa, immediately stood up, walked quickly towards her, and made a hugging gesture with his hands.

"I want to rest."

Ye Nianmo held the cold air with both of his arms. He frowned slightly and suppressed all the worry in his heart. Then, he returned to his initial indifference.

"Sleep well." He clenched his fists as he spoke and walked upstairs. However, he did not go to his study or the guest room. Instead, he went straight back to his bedroom.

Ding Yiyi silently went to the bathroom to wash up. After that, she dragged her exhausted body to open the door to her room. She saw him lying in a familiar position, but her eyes felt slightly hot.

She did not turn on the light, but followed the habits of her memories and groped her way to the bedside. While groping, she even stepped over the jigsaw puzzle that was being pieced together on the ground.

Lifting up the quilt, the cool breeze blew against her face. She gently lay down on the mattress, which was slightly sunken in.

Just as she laid down, a sturdy arm wrapped around her waist. That arm was filled with an irresistible lust and domineering aura as it tightly embraced her.

Ding Yiyi felt a little uncomfortable, so she moved. Immediately, she felt the hand on her waist loosen slightly, but she still held on tightly.

It was almost three in the morning, and the two of them were trying to keep their breathing steady so that each other would think they were asleep.

When Ding Yiyi fell asleep but woke up at exactly the same time as usual, she blinked her swollen eyes and turned her head to look out the window at the sunlight. She knew what was different.

In the restaurant, Ye Nianmo insisted on waiting for her to come before breakfast. As usual, he looked at the newspaper, but he couldn't help but be attracted by her.

Ding Yiyi pulled back her chair and sat across from him. She took a sip of warm milk. The plan she had wanted last night would not change, but she was considering whether to tell him.

At this moment, he put down the newspaper in his hand, stood up and picked up his coat from the back of the chair. "There's a meeting today, it's a little late. You go to sleep first."

"Right." She sat and watched him put on his coat and walk past her, and when he was out of sight, she began to listen.

Ye Nianmo was standing at the entrance. From his position, he could see her black hair. He sighed almost inaudibly, then opened the door and left.

After he left, Ding Yiyi immediately stood up. She didn't even glance at the breakfast on the table again, but went upstairs to change.

She rushed to the hospital and pushed open the door to find a strange little boy sitting on Hai Ziyu's bed. Beside him was a woman peeling pears. When she saw Ding Yiyi, she asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Sorry." Ding Yiyi nodded at them, then turned and closed the door. She went to the nurses' desk and asked, "Did the patient from Room 1103 leave the hospital yesterday?"

The nurse didn't even raise her head. "Yes, I was discharged this morning." As if she thought of something, she raised her head. After a whole night of fatigue, her eyes slightly curved. "I have a good impression of his family. That child is very cute."

Ding Yiyi had already failed to hear what the other person was saying. Since Ye Chuqing had taken the child away, she should have known that she would come visit him, but she did not tell him.

She sighed and involuntarily pressed down on the spot where her heart was. After a long time, she let it go and walked towards the hospital with large strides.

Ye Family, Ye Chuqing was playing a game of hide and seek with Hai Ziyu, "Where is our Ziyu? Mother can't even find our Ziyu. "

She smiled as she searched the toy pile. At the same time, she looked at Hai Ziyu who was hiding behind the curtain with her lower body exposed.

"Miss, Young Madame is here. She said she wants to see you." The servant knocked on the door and stood quietly to one side, waiting for her orders.

Anger appeared on Ye Chuqing's smiling face. "Say that I'm not here."

She turned around, unconsciously arranging her toys. If she said that she wasn't angry, how could she? She could not forget the sadness when she touched Hai Ziyu's wet clothes.

How much sweat would it take to soak the whole thing up like this, and what she hated more was herself, how could she think that dealing with someone else's business was more important than being with her child?

"Is Auntie here yet?" Hai Ziyu ran out of the room through the window curtain and was immediately grabbed by Ye Chuqing.

"Ziyu be good, once you leave these toys, you'll be very lonely. Mom has something to tell Auntie, can you let Auntie play with you?" Ye Chuqing said as she combed her hair.

The servant came over and took Hai Ziyu's hand to play in the toy room. Ye Chuqing stood up and looked out the window. The dazzling sunlight made her slightly squint.

In the living room, Ding Yiyi was sitting in a familiar position, but she felt as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She turned around and asked a servant who looked familiar, "Has Chu Qing not arrived yet?"

"Yes, Young Madame." The servant also felt it was strange. Everyone knew how much Ye Chuqing liked her as his sister-in-law. She had never encountered anything that would make Ding Yiyi wait so long.

Ding Yiyi sighed inwardly. Of course she knew what was going on, so she got up and prepared to leave. She would come back tomorrow, but just as she was about to pick up her handbag, she heard the sound of high heels.

She turned around and looked at Ye Chuqing from a distance. She thought that she would have a lot to say to the other person, but the words that came out of her mouth were like words that she had forgotten to say. It was as if she had lost her ability to stop a sentence being interrupted.

Ye Chuqing also had the same feeling. When she walked down the corridor, she was still furious. In her mind, there was a pile of corroborating evidence as well as reasonable curses.

However, when she saw the guilt and depression in her sister-in-law's eyes, the dejected look in her eyes as she turned around to leave, and the teary look in her eyes, she suddenly didn't know what to say.

"She's fine." After a long while, she was the first to speak. Her voice sounded like she wanted to change it, but there was no time to do so.

Ding Yiyi nodded happily. "That's good. Tell her that I'm sorry, and leave her alone in the car."

She turned around and walked towards the door with her heavy body. Ye Chuqing's eyes were on her, but she didn't continue to chase after her.

Outside Ye Family's door, the scorching hot summer wind blew, causing people's emotions to get restless. Ding Yiyi drove to a nearby cafe, ordered a cup of iced coffee, and turned on the tablet computer she brought along with her.1

She opened a blank document and began to write her resume, her long fingers pausing on it. She couldn't remember which school she had graduated from, what she had studied in, what had happened to her four years of study.

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