1632: C1632 Wealthy Marriage 1559

C1632 Wealthy Marriage 1559

The police maintained order, tourists shuttled back and forth, people were immersed in the night's extraordinary liveliness, laughter and chatter continued, and the crowd began to gather, making it difficult for the police.

"Young master, there are too many people ahead of us, we can't even drive past them." The driver wiped off his sweat and said.

Just then, the fireworks rose up again. Derek's eyes also flickered with the scene of fireworks. He glanced at the woman beside him and said, "Stop."

The driver parked the car in a place where there were less people, got off and got off the wheelchair. Then he walked around to the door and carried Derek out.

Behind him, there were protests and crowds of people, urging the Bentley to hurry away. The driver said to Ding Yiyi, "Please take care of the young master. I'll come back immediately after I stop the car."

Ding Yiyi stood behind Derek. There was no longer any excitement in her eyes. She silently looked at the back of the man's head and took a step back.

Then, the pace gradually increased and people rushed forward. She silently turned around and went into the crowd, but Derek didn't seem to notice. He just sat on the wheelchair and stayed where he was.

Ding Yiyi lowered her head and moved through the crowd, coming out from the crowd. There were a few flights of stairs, and when she reached the stairs, she could see the crowd.

Derek was sitting in a wheelchair, shorter than the average pedestrian. Many people didn't see him and inevitably bumped into him. People grumbled and grumbled as they walked past him.

Frowning, he tried to ring the bell, but there were too many people, and the wheelchair simply could not be used.

"Watch the road!" The young man hit the handlebars of the wheelchair and cried out in pain.

Derek looked at the person in front of him coldly. His lips were pursed tightly, but he didn't say a word.

"Seriously, this disabled person will just stay at home!" The young man muttered as he prepared to leave.

"Wait a minute!" A woman's voice rang out from the crowd. "Don't say you're sorry for bumping into someone."

The young man mumbled a few words before heading towards the crowd. Ding Yiyi angrily looked at the crowd and said, "This is bad."

"Let's go." Derek suddenly spoke as if he did not notice Ding Yiyi's departure.

Ding Yiyi stood behind him, her eyes full of frustration and frustration as she pushed her wheelchair away from the crowd.

As they walked further, the crowd became smaller and smaller. Ding Yiyi breathed a sigh of relief and stopped to rest. "Oh my god, why are there so many people today?"

Derek's body collapsed tightly. Suddenly, he heard a hasty shout behind him. He hurriedly turned around and saw that the woman had dodged a toy centipede.

Ding Yiyi angrily kicked the centipede far away, "Who is so ungrateful? You scared me to death, what are you looking at me for?"

"Nothing." Derek retracted his gaze and turned around to look in front of him. His thick lips carried a trace of a joyful smile.

Suddenly, Ding Yiyi walked toward a shop by the side of the road. She was in a hurry and didn't even notice that she had bumped into someone.

Had she still decided to leave? Derek stared at her miserable figure and prepared to press the button on the wheelchair.

His slender fingers stopped at the keyboard. He saw her tears and retracted his fingers. He changed the button silently and the wheelchair headed in her direction.

"He's here. He's here. He's really here." Ding Yiyi cried with joy as she looked at the painting at the entrance of the shop. It was Hai Ziyu's painting and there was even her crooked signature on it.

She turned around and pointed at the painting in the window. "He's looking for me. I'm leaving."

"Oh?" Derek raised his eyebrows. "Is it your husband?"

She nodded, her expression overflowing with joy. She was on the verge of collapse. All her recent days of waiting and uncertainty had all turned into ashes.

Seeing the undisguised happiness of the woman in front of him, Derek suddenly laughed softly and said in a vicious tone, "Do you think he will still accept you?"

His gaze lingered on her body as he witnessed her expression change from happiness to pain before splitting apart. The cracks between them were mercilessly torn apart.

She hated him again. "Shut up."

"Just as you said, I have a goal. Once I have reached that goal, I will naturally let you go. As for that matter, no one will ever know about it." Derek clenched his fist and said slowly.

With a cold expression, Ding Yiyi looked at the driver who was heading in their direction. "I never thought of hiding it from you. After I find him, I'll explain it to him myself."

She wanted to leave, but two men had gotten out of nowhere and were driving her to a car.

"Derek!" She shouted in anger, but the latter only looked at her coldly.

Ever since that night, Ding Yiyi avoided Derek on purpose. They hadn't seen each other for almost a week.

One afternoon, Ding Yiyi, as usual, walked to the animal farm where Timmer was locked up. Hearing the screams and Timo's angry roars, she hastened her steps.

Seeing Timmer pressing a man down, as if he was about to tear him apart, she did not have time to be afraid. She hastily shouted, "Timo!"

Timo's claw was still pressing down on the man's chest. He raised his head and stared coldly at Ding Yiyi. One man and one tiger.

Seemingly due to Ding Yiyi's frequent visits and her occasional help to feed it, Timo retracted his claw in the end, turned around and went back to the tree to lie down. He rested his head on his claw and closed his eyes.

"Are you alright?" Ding Yiyi ran over to the man anxiously and helped him up. When she saw his face, she couldn't help but be shocked. "It's you."

"You know me?" The man got up awkwardly, shaking off the fallen leaves on his body. His leg also looked a bit twisted.

Ding Yiyi walked in front of him and looked at him. "Do you remember when you were writing in a villa and a woman was locked in there? That woman was me. You clearly saw me then, right?"

"Sorry, I really don't know what you're talking about. My name is Dong Qing, I'm an asset manager hired by Mr. Derek. " The man stretched out his hand and looked at her in a friendly manner. Seeing that she didn't intend to shake hands with him, he could only withdraw his hand.

As Ding Yiyi looked at the man's face, she couldn't help but recall the photo that was sealed in a box at home. It was too similar. It looked exactly the same.

"Thank you for today, but I still have things to do, so I'll have to leave first." Dongqing's face reddened a little, as if it was because of her stare.

Ding Yiyi stared into his eyes as she recited the words, "Rebirth from the Supreme Realm beyond nine days".

The man called Dong Qing had a troubled expression on his face. "I think you must have recognized the wrong person. I really don't understand what you're saying."

He looked at his watch frequently, "I'm really sorry. Mr. Derek hates people who are late the most. I'll be leaving first."

Ding Yiyi gazed at his back, her heart still not at ease. Could it be that she had truly recognised the wrong person?

It had not occurred to her that their next meeting would be so short, and that very afternoon she had seen him in the garden.

It had to be said that he was even more handsome than the man in the photo. Standing in the sunlight like a son of the sun, he gave off a very pleasant aura.

Upon seeing Ding Yiyi, it was also stunned for a moment. Then, its face turned even redder, and it lifted its leg to leave.

She stopped him. "If you don't know me, why do you look so strange every time you see me?"

Dong Qing was startled. She wanted to avoid his gaze, but the latter obviously didn't want him to escape. In a flash, she stood in front of him.

He sighed, "The first time I saw you was also here. At that time, you were together with Mr. Derek, and the reason why I didn't dare to look at you was …" He paused, then looked at her with determination, "It's because the first time I saw you, I fell in love with you. I fell in love with you at first sight, Mrs. Derek."

Ding Yiyi hadn't expected this result and found it hard to digest it. "What … what did you say?"

"I love you, but I'm bound by morality, so I can only stay away from you." Dong Qing suddenly took a big step forward, blocking her from the garden, using her as a vine to climb up the pillar. With her cheek turned to the side, she attentively looked at her.

He stared at her, one hand curled over her head, his face slowly closing in on her trembling, pursed lips.

"Enough!" Ding Yiyi pressed her hand against his chest, furious. "What are you doing!"

Dong Qing took a step back, and the hair on his forehead fell into his eyes. Just when Ding Yiyi thought that everything was over, he raised his head again, and the passion in his eyes intensified.1

"Are you worried about Mr. Derek? It's alright, with his current state, it's impossible for him to find out about us. Don't tell me that you will follow him around like a zombie forever? "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Seeing that his words were getting more and more outrageous, Ding Yiyi ran out of his prison and left without looking back.

The next day she saw him again, standing not far away, his eyes intent and sad, as if her refusal had hurt him completely.

Then, he turned around to leave. At this moment, Ding Yiyi saw Timo slowly walking over, and when he saw Dong Qing, he suddenly shouted.

Ding Yiyi didn't know why Timothy always targeted Dongqing, but when she saw his pale face, she immediately ran towards him.

Timo yelled and ran toward her, but when he heard Ding Yiyi's shout, he turned and ran toward her.

The tiger's fangs were so close that they could be seen. She subconsciously closed her eyes, and her nose could still smell the stench coming from Timmer's mouth.

A person hugged her and she opened her eyes. She looked at the person hugging her with a helpless look on her face. It was Dong Qing.

"Don't be afraid, I said I would protect you." Dongqing whispered in her ear.

It was very quiet around them, and Timothy did not know when he had left. He hugged her and wanted to kiss her, but she avoided him.

"Don't be afraid, he won't find out. You are just enjoying the love of a man. You mean you have these."

His voice was low and seductive.

Ding Yiyi ran away. She rushed into the hall and saw Ali. She was standing there with a serious expression on her face.

She walked past Ali, her wrist gripped. "Don't betray the young master."

Ding Yiyi was at a loss for words. The relationship between Dong Qing and her was too deep, she couldn't help but pay attention to him.

"Sorry, I can't explain it, but it's definitely not what you think." She had to explain it to Ali.

A few days later, Dong Qing's pursuit became even more intense. He seemed to always be able to find her, and his explanation for this was fate.

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