1712: C1712 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1639

C1712 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1639

2"Why did you come back?" he asked blankly.

The butler caught sight of her reddened eyes. "I don't like to give up halfway."

He turned on the vacuum cleaner and slowly cleaned up the place. Hai Ziyu was even more meticulous with her cleaning up.

"Hey, I'm asking you." Hai Ziyu kept staring at the bloody wound on the back of his hand.

The steward kept his head down, "Hm?"

She hesitated for a moment. "Have you and Sofia fallen in love?"

A flash of surprise passed through his eyes. So this was the reason for his abnormal temper today?

"Nope." He finished and went back to work.

Hai Ziyu's worried heart was abruptly set at rest. She felt sweet in her heart. If he said no, he said no, he did not. He would not lie to her. That was for sure!

"Do you have a girl you like?" She was full of hope, and there was a suspicious blush on her face.

The housekeeper continued working, and did not even look in her direction. His answer was also as straightforward as before, "No."

She was silent and sad. His first love was like bitter coffee. He had no girl he liked. At least, no girl he liked, right?

The sound of the vacuum cleaner stopped. She watched as the butler carried the vacuum cleaner outside. She felt sad and frustrated. She didn't want to chase after him, but the person in front of her stopped.

"Miss …"

"Yes!" Hai Ziyu looked at her expectantly.

The butler tilted his head and covered one eye with his bangs, "Next time you sit at the table," he paused, "please wear your pants."

After he finished speaking, he walked out and sped up his pace. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he heard Hai Ziyu's roar. "Ah!"

Hai Ziyu had already been in the room for two hours, and she would soon be eating dinner. When she saw him again, she would be reminded of her dress and how her legs had been knocked out. AAHH! Forget it, just forget it!

Ding Yiyi, who was far away in Rome, received a text message from Hai Ziyu. Ye Nianmo, who was beside her, noticed, "Who's it?"

"A secret between girls!" Ding Yiyi got up and ran to her room alone.

"Auntie, what should I do to save my shame in front of the guys?" At the end of the text message, there was a mournful emoji.

The boy was the butler. She thought for a while and replied, "It's okay. All boys are very reckless. They might forget about it after a while."

"Will you really forget? It's a very embarrassing and embarrassing thing. " The reply was quick.

"Don't worry. You need to act more natural and let the other party think that you don't care. Then, the other party will forget."

This time, the text message was replied for a long time. The other party seemed to be thinking and only replied after seven or eight minutes, "Okay, let's do it! Thank you, Aunt! "

"Can this child really be to the housekeeper?" Ding Yiyi was a little curious. Suddenly, she started to ponder about the question she was going to ask. Was she going to embarrass herself in front of the people she liked?

Had she ever made a fool of herself in front of Ye Nianmo? There should be a lot of those that she didn't know about, right?

Ye Nianmo was shocked by the person who ran out of the room. It was mainly because of her expression. She was nervous, yet also curious. Curious, yet also embarrassed. Embarrassed, yet also excited.

"Nianmo." She sat down on her knees beside him, her big eyes twinkling.

"Eh?" "Yes," he said.

"Have I embarrassed myself?" Ding Yiyi licked her lips and said, "The kind that I don't know about, but it was indeed the kind that made me embarrassed."

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows and slowly nodded under the excited gaze of the other person, "Yes."

"Really! "Tell me quickly!" She cried out in her heart. There really was one, and most importantly, he remembered it!

It was much more interesting to tease her than to read a book. Ye Nianmo put away the book and said with interest, "Then let's see how you get the information you want."

His lips were sealed as soon as he finished speaking. He was a little surprised, but he quickly reacted. He took the initiative and put his hand on her waist to kiss her.

As the kiss closed, both of them were breathing heavily. Ding Yiyi blushed. "Hurry up and say it."

Ye Nianmo stuck out his tongue and touched his lower lip. He originally wanted the other party to put the book back into the shelf, but he didn't expect the welfare to be so good. He really wanted to do it again.

"Once …" He dragged out his words. "When I was sleeping … you …"

"Yes, yes." Ding Yiyi looked at him nervously. "And then?"

Ye Nianmo looked at her, "Bullsh * t, what a long and long hide. Then I was jolted awake."

Ding Yiyi's face was pale, and she began to stutter as she spoke. "Really … really?"

Seeing the serious nod, she sobbed and ran out of the room, covering her face with her hands, "So embarrassing!"

"Like a little white rabbit." Ye Nianmo laughed and picked up the book that was not put back on the shelf.

Ding Yiyi ran out of the room, feeling extremely humiliated and angry at the same time. What was he doing? Why did he have to remember all the shameful things? It would be better if he could write more business secrets when he was free!

Unknowingly, she had walked to the back garden, and only when she heard the tiger's voice did she wake up.

When he recognized her, he jumped up and down in excitement, his tongue lolling, his paws resting on the railing.

"Timo, why have you lost so much weight?" Ding Yiyi saw that his lower abdomen was not as plump as before, and when he crawled up, she could see his ribs.

She felt her heart ache. She went up and held its claws. Sure enough, it still remembered her and kept licking the back of her hand.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get you some meat." She touched his head and turned to head for the kitchen.

Timo thought that she was about to leave, and he let out a low growl, his voice filled with grievance.

"Good girl, I'm not going. I'll go find you something nice to eat." She turned back to comfort him.

As if he understood her words, Timo stopped calling out, and waited silently with his tail wagged, waiting for her to come back.

The kitchen gave Ding Yiyi a big piece of tenderloin in a straightforward manner. When she asked Timo why he was so thin now, the servants were all at a loss. In the end, a chef answered.

"Ever since the old master came back from his trip, he didn't pay much attention to Timo. Timo sometimes misses him very much, so he always calls for him."

"Also, when Asimaa came, she said that Timo was too fat and needed to lose weight. She insisted on reducing his appetite, and the Manor did not lack that much meat!"

"Young master doesn't care. It makes us all feel bad, but what can we do? We're all servants."

Ding Yiyi was still thinking about the servant's words when she returned. She also felt sorry for Timothy. No matter what, it was really inappropriate to not let him have his fill.

There was a person sitting in front of the cage, his ordinary facial features expressionless, even if Timmer was jumping up and down in the cage, looking at his master with excitement.

Derek looked at the tiger in front of him and didn't notice the person standing behind him. Behind him, Timo licked his lips obediently.

He should also have noticed that Timmer had lost weight. Ding Yiyi was hiding behind a pile of car wheels not far away, which had once been for Timmer to play with.

"Asimaa." He suddenly opened his mouth.

Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. She thought he had found her and was about to walk out when she saw another lady walking out from under a tree, giggling.

Asimaa loved to dress in gorgeous clothes. Her young face revealed a sweet smile as she said, "How did you know I was here?"

Derek kept looking at his hand being licked by Timo and said in a low voice, "Asimaa, I missed you a lot."

"Master, I'm right here. If you think about me, you will be able to see me once you turn your head." Asimaa giggled. Women always loved to listen to love words, even if she knew in her heart that this man in front of her didn't love her.

Ding Yiyi left quietly, not wanting to disturb the two of them. This was not the time for her to be present.

Derek's eyes became sad. He withdrew his hand and looked at the iron sheet in front of the cage. From the sheet of metal, he could see the shadow of the woman quietly leaving.

Asimaa was unhappy as she glared at Timo. It was this pet that wanted to share Derek's pampered food. However, she had cut down Timo's food, so Derek didn't say anything. This meant that he still loved her a lot.

Once the other party took a step back, she would take a step forward and measure the bottom line of a man. Then, she would linger around the bottom line, hoping to break it one day. Even if she couldn't, as long as she could, she would feel more at ease.

Asimaa was such a woman. She moved her charming face to Derek, "Master, I'm allergic to pollen. Can you change those lavender fields? I like roses."

She was acting coquettishly. She had long since disliked the flowers and they stank. Since she was going to live in the manor from now on, of course she would have to wash up and dress up.

"Asimaa."

"Master, I'm here." She was curious, Derek seemed to like calling her today.

Derek glanced at her and she immediately smiled and looked at him sweetly.

"Are you willing to leave?" Derek looked at her pale face, "I don't love you, and we're even married. If you want to leave, there's still time."

"I'm not leaving." Asimaa hurriedly said with a wronged expression, "No matter what you say, I won't leave you. I love you!"

There was a trace of ridicule on Derek's face, "Really?"

Asimaa nodded eagerly. When someone opened the prison door to bring her out, even saying that the owner of Derek's mansion wanted to marry her, she didn't want to go back.

Derek pushed his wheelchair away. Timo followed his footsteps and walked in the cage until they reached the border of the cage. He couldn't move anymore and he couldn't see his owner.

Asimaa bit her lower lip as she looked at the purple sea in the distance and made the stupidest decision.

The next day

Derek invited Ye Nianmo to hunt, and a disabled person to hunt? Those who heard this might laugh, but Ye Nianmo didn't say anything and just nodded in agreement.

They left early in the morning. Ali and the man followed. The manor was quiet, and the sound of the leaves being cut was very clear.

Ding Yiyi was talking to Ye Chuqing on the phone. Ye Chuqing was holding Ye Miao in her arms. The little guy was looking at the camera seriously, not saying a word.

"Sister-in-law, I feel that Miao is really very similar to brother. No matter what, do you know? "This little guy is very picky. Other than Ye Family, the rest won't even let him if they carry him." Ye Chuqing chattered endlessly.

Noticing that the person on the other side of the video was a bit gloomy, she quickly said, "Sister-in-law, that's not what I meant."

"It doesn't matter." Ding Yiyi looked lovingly at the child in the video, "It's true that his biological father is not Ye Nianmo, but I still love him. I don't ask for anything more than to love him, but I'm still grateful."

"Sister-in-law." Ye Chuqing was on the verge of tears, "We have already treated little Ye Miao as family."

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