1683: C1683 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1610

C1683 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1610

There were birds chirping on the branches, and they were quietly breathing. This was indeed a good place to go, but if anyone dared to offend this house, it would also be very difficult.

He took a long look at the mansion before driving away and disappearing from sight in an instant.

Inside Ye Family Mansion, Ding Yiyi was looking out of the window as she saw a small red car driving past. Yesterday, she didn't see a single car, so it was really good to be able to see something different today.

"Ma'am, aren't you going out for a walk?" When the servant walked in with the fruits, she was really worried. Ever since Ye Family, Ding Yiyi had always stayed in the room.

Ding Yiyi returned to the soft sofa and sat down. "It's alright," she said, lowering her head. "Grandma won't be happy to see me. I'd better stay in the room."

The servant put down the fruit with a heavy heart. Even though there was nothing lacking here, and she was given the best, but she was extremely cold. Since her return, no servant had come to take care of her. It was one thing if the madame didn't come, but even the young master didn't come!

"Has Ziyu and Chuqing come back yet?" Ding Yiyi began to miss them both, especially Hai Ziyu. She really liked this child, and soon, she would become a mother and become more dependent on him.

The servant replied, "I've asked the others. The madame told Miss Wu to take Miss Ziyu to Paris for a fashion show. It was on the day the madame returned."

"Is that so?" Ding Yiyi's passionate heart gradually cooled down. Seeing that the servant was in a panic, not knowing what she had said wrongly, she could only look at her in panic.

She didn't want Ziyu to know that her aunt was pregnant with another family's child, so she took the child with her first. When she gave birth and had confirmed the reputation of her flesh and blood, would she let the child come back?

She felt breathless. The immense mental pressure was like a mountain pressing down on her body, making it unbearable. However, no matter how unbearable it was, she had to persevere.

In the evening, the servant sat alone in a chair at the side. Ding Yiyi knew that she was accompanying him out of good intentions, so she was secretly grateful to him.

When she was tired of reading, she fell asleep with her hands on her cheeks. Her posture wasn't too comfortable, so even though she was a bit tired and her eyes couldn't open, her consciousness was still there.

In a daze, she felt a weight on her shoulder, followed by a warm feeling. The servant put a coat over her and stepped back with a sigh.

She did not have much money, and was a countless number of ordinary graduate students. Coming out of a three school, she found a job as a Ye Family servant.

Many people were talking about why she still needed to work as a servant even after studying in a university. However, she knew that the wages of many of her classmates weren't as high as her own in terms of Ye Family.

She had once envied Ding Yiyi and even dreamt of taking her place and standing by her young master's side. But now, she was hesitating.

It was too painful, such a life was too painful. Perhaps she would never be able to understand their worries, but looking at the painful, yet unspeakable eyes of Madam Ling made her feel uncomfortable.

This was a good woman. She took out her cell phone and made an unfamiliar call with a holy fear. It was from the assistant beside the young master on her first day of caring for the Lady, saying that she had something to call.

"Hello, it's Ye Bo."

"You … Hello, I am the mistress's servant."

The other party's voice was even colder than the serious tone from before. "Madam, is there something you need?"

"No, no, no, no," she hurriedly replied, "Madam is doing very well, I fell asleep just now, and I have something I want to talk to Young Master about."

"Eh?"

She knew that the other party was waiting for her to say something else. Her hand was covered in sweat and she had no choice but to switch to another hand. "Can you let me talk to Young Master?"

The other person was silent for a moment, as if she was considering the reason for her visit. "Please wait a moment."

There was no longer any sound coming from the other side of the phone, but she could still imagine the scene of the other side holding her phone to look for her young master.

"Hello."

Upon hearing this voice, her body couldn't help but tremble as she savored the deep and magnetic voice. "Young Master!" She swallowed. "Could you come and see Madam?"

The other person did not speak, and she gradually eliminated her nervousness. "Madam missed you very much. One day I saw her crying alone, and all she said was you. Sometimes she had nightmares, and when she woke up, she was also very lonely."

She finished speaking in one breath, and the person opposite her was still only breathing lightly. He had no reaction to her words just now.

"Young Master, come back and visit Madam. She's really pitiful." After being nervous, the servant suddenly started to hate the young master. Had his love for her been fake before? Or was it that when his wife cheated, they were no longer pure in a man's heart? But the Madam didn't take the initiative to do so, she was also a victim, isn't this clear to the Young Master?

"Take care of her."

He hung up. In the end, he wasn't willing to come back. The servant hung up the phone with regret and anger. Just as he turned around, his phone slipped to the floor. "Madam …"

Ding Yiyi had already woken up. She sat there, her eyes wounded and helpless. "It's alright." "It's my fault," she whispered, as if to answer the servant, more to herself, "it's my fault, I can't blame him."

In the Ye Group office, Ye Bo had already lost count of the number of days it was since his young master stayed in the office and didn't go back. It was probably from the day his wife entered the Ye Family, the young master never went to visit him again.

Ye Nianmo still had his hands on the keyboard. After a long while, he suddenly let go and leaned back. That day, his grandma clearly stated to him that he could let Ding Yiyi live here, but he couldn't see her again before she gave birth.

He closed his eyes. Well, she hated him, she hated him, she hated him, she hated him.

"Young Master," Ye Bo lowered his voice and said, "The people who went to investigate in Rome have returned."

He immediately opened his eyes. "Result?"

"Derek Manor hasn't made any big movements recently, but one thing is, the manor seems to have lost something. I don't know what it is, but the entire manor is on guard." Ye Bo repeated the news he had just received by fax.

Ye Nianmo clasped his hands, "What do you think?"

"Whether the person who kidnapped you was sent by Derek Manor or not is still hard to say right now, but there might be another situation. Other than Derek Manor, there is another group of people that are closely watching you."

He did not say the rest of his words. What did the person hiding in the dark want from Madam Ye?

"Continue the investigation." Ye Nianmo frowned.

Ye Bo was recording something in his notebook. After recording it, he stopped writing, "Oh yeah, there might be a little conflict with the police during the investigation. Do you need to avoid it?"

Ye Nianmo nodded. No matter how he looked at it, he hoped that the whole thing would be done alone. It wouldn't be mixed with many people, or it could be said that being in the dark was the most beneficial.

However, things did not go as he wished. Two days later, Baker came looking for Ye Group.

"The treatment for the employees of your Ye Group is not bad." Baker took a sip of his coffee.

Ye Nianmo looked up from the thick documents, "If you like, you can come to our company."

"Hahaha, I am old, and can only do a few things within my capabilities. I cannot participate in the world of youth." Baker laughed loudly.

Ye Nianmo stood up and sat opposite him, sighing, "Uncle Baker."

"Nianmo." Baker also stopped smiling, and his expression became serious, "Recently there have been some movements in Ye Family, what do you want to do?"

Ye Nianmo pursed his lips, "Yiyi was attacked."

Baker was surprised, "Who is it? What is his goal?! "

The man shook his head, "The purpose, identity, and everything else is unknown. That man is the one in the dark." "No matter what his purpose is, I'll find him."

Baker leaned forward, his eyes fixed onto the cold man in front of him. He said in a deep voice, "You have to know, wind won't come from the hole. There must be a reason behind this."

Ye Nianmo lowered his eyes. He knew what Ding Yiyi meant. The problem could very well be Ding Yiyi. If he wanted to find the person hiding behind her back, he had to start with her.

Baker stood up, and his eyes suddenly became meaningful, "Nianmo, you know what you're doing, right?"

"I'm awake." Ye Nianmo answered.

At the Ye Group Building, young police officers were watching the white-collar employees as they went in and out. They wore fashionable clothes and worked in the enterprises with the best benefits from Dongjiang City.2

"There are so many beauties." He could not help but sigh.

"Which one?" Suddenly, there was a knock on the back of his head. He covered his head and turned around, "Bureau Chief, where did you come from?"

"Let's go, we will be treated as idiots here." Baker patted his shoulder.

In a small restaurant, a young police officer approached mysteriously, "Is it Ye Family?"

"What?" Baker asked casually as he put a fried peanut into his mouth.

The young police officer looked around, "That's right, is Ye Family related to selling human organs?"

"Pah!" He slammed his chopsticks on the table.

"As a police officer, it's essential to not spread rumors if you don't have any evidence. I think it's better if you go back to the Academy and reconstruct your life again!"

"Director, don't be angry, I was wrong." The young officer bowed his head and hastily apologized.

At this moment, Baker's cellphone rang. He picked it up, "En, alright, I'll go back now."

"Bureau Chief, you're not eating anymore, the dishes haven't arrived yet!" the police officer shouted at the tall figure striding out of the room.

Just as he finished shouting, the figure had already disappeared. He looked out the door and suddenly slapped his forehead, "Bureau Chief, you left me behind! I don't have any money, so I can't walk back! "

In the meeting room of the station, all the mayors of each city were seated, and this matter had been alerted to the situation up above. In the meeting room of the bureau, all the mayors of each city were seated, and this matter had been alarmed,

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