1456: C1456 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1384

C1456 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1384

She searched every room, even the kitchen, and only when she happened to hear a sound upstairs did she rush upstairs.

The sound came from a small attic on the third floor, which had been painted a light green. Ding Yiyi once wanted to use this room as her bedroom, but Edward felt that the air in the room wasn't good.

The green door was open and a person was moving things inside. Edward remained calm when he saw Ding Yiyi and asked, "You're back?"

"I'm sorry, I should have told you." When Ding Yiyi entered the room and saw that her wet footprints were imprinted on the tatami, she quickly retreated.

Edward immediately put down what he was doing and pressed his hands on her shoulders, "Why are you getting so wet? Hurry up and take a shower or you will catch a cold."

"Edward." She turned around, a little uneasy, and wanted to say something.

Edward's expression was serious, "The first thing to do is to take a bath." Seeing that her expression was really uneasy, he eased up his tone and said, "I will wait for you here."

Hearing his promise, Ding Yiyi ran back to her room, showered as fast as she could, and hurried back to the attic.

Edward was packing a case of photos. When he heard the sound, he did not turn around and said lightly, "Drink the milk on the table."

"When are you going downstairs to warm your milk?" Ding Yiyi walked up to him with the warm milk in her hand, only to see him tidying up the photos.

It was a beautiful picture of Japan with its cherry blossom season, China with its Spring Festival, Melbourne with its passersby, and Iceland with its snowy skies.

There are clumsy penguins from Antarctica and tropical jungles from Brazil. she exclaimed. "Did you shoot these?"

"Not me. My mother." As he organized the dusty photos, he said faintly, "My father was the last in the family, but unfortunately he was born with a handicap in his legs. Grandfather wanted to give him the best, but he somehow managed to control his life."

She sat down and snuggled up to him, her arm against his, listening.

Edward looked at the photo in his arms and continued, "My mother was a photographer, and he and my father were fated to be in the same photo."

He pulled out a photo. In the garden, the man in the wheelchair was frowning. Although he was surrounded by bright flowers, for some reason, he felt lonely.

The man was handsome, with small freckles at the tip of his nose, and his skin was unusually pale from the lack of sunlight and activity.

The man in the photo seemed to be very surprised as he looked in a direction, his pretty eyes slightly opened.

"At that time, my mother only wanted to go in and take a look at the most famous scenery in the castle, but she didn't expect to see my father and fall down from the two meter high wall."

Ding Yiyi took another sip of her milk. "They're in love?"

"Yes," Edward smiled. "They fell in love almost immediately after knowing each other."

She sighed and said, "This is such a blissful story. It's just like a fairy tale."

After she finished speaking, she noticed a hint of pain on his face and asked carefully, "What happened after that? Something else happened? "

"An unequal relationship is destined to never end with a fairy tale. After giving birth to me, my mother didn't want to give up on the outside world, so she left my father. He ended his life in pain."

"I'm also a photographer. My heart loves freedom as much as my mother, and I'm afraid that one day I'll get tired of my lover, so I'd rather be alone."

Ding Yiyi stammered, "Is that why you feel so tired of me?"

He reached out and caressed her soft cheeks, his clear blue eyes filled with gentleness. "No, you are an accident that shouldn't have existed in my life."

Ding Yiyi felt that something was wrong. She grabbed his hand nervously and forced a smile. "What's wrong with you today? You never told me this in the past."

"Emily," he called to her affectionately, "you don't love me at all."

Ding Yiyi wanted to explain in a hurry, but the lip was pressed down by a slender finger, she could only express her anxiousness.

Edward looked at her and said softly, "I don't blame you. Rather than seeing you leave while crying after I'm tired of you, I might as well let you find your love."

She shook his hand away, then threw herself forward and hugged him tightly, resting her head on his shoulder. "Don't carelessly come to a conclusion about my love. I want to live with you. You are the person I trust the most in this world."

Edward's back was very straight. He looked out the window. The sun became hotter after the rain, casting a shadow on the English checked tablecloth.

He wanted to tell her that she was just used to having her own life, that she was afraid that she would be left alone in the face of frustration, that she didn't love him, but she didn't want to let him go, that she was selfish, and that he was willing to tolerate her selfishness.

After a long time, his hands finally rose from his side, and gently embraced her like countless times before, giving him comfort and shoulders.

Ding Yiyi tossed and turned in bed at night, unable to fall asleep. She felt even worse lying down, so she simply sat up.

Under the gentle moonlight, the flowers she brought back seemed very eye-catching. She suddenly stood up, picked up the pot of flowers, and went downstairs.

The whole apartment was quiet, except for her steady breathing and footsteps. He opened the door and saw a few wild cats playing on the grass.

She walked over to the green trash can and looked at the flower pot in her hand. Then, the expressionless trash can tossed the flower pot out.

"I can't do this, this is unfair to Edward." She muttered to herself and left with large strides.

A cat jumped onto the green trash can, looked at the direction she left with its dark eyes, then ran away in the dark, like the end of an apartment building.

In the hotel, the video had already been on for a few hours. Hai Zhuoxuan's expression was solemn, "If you still don't come back, the old lady will think that I snatched the Ye Group away."

Ye Nianmo had a pair of frameless glasses on his head, beside him was a thick document that was faxed from home. He bowed his head as he signed and said, "I think you manage this very well."

"He also said that my mom whispered orders to me every day that my company couldn't be managed properly, so I decided not to take it. It's still in front of Ziyu, really." Hai Zhuoxuan had a headache.

Ye Nianmo's mouth curved into a smile, "This is called establishing Ziyu's feminist awareness since she was young. Don't let others bully her in the future."

In the video, the two of them laughed out loud. Suddenly, they were stunned. Since the 'that' incident, how many years had it been since the two of them released their true feelings?

"Thank you." Ye Nianmo said sincerely. Even if it was for the past, it was also for the present.

Hai Zhuoxuan looked away uncomfortably, but he felt a lot more at ease. He had used his entire youth to forget what had happened that year. It was time to give up.

"Daddy, hug!" A cute and soft voice came from the other end of the video. Hai Zhuoxuan immediately bent down and a cute little girl with a ponytail appeared in the video.

"Uncle." When Hai Ziyu saw that Ye Nianmo didn't even want to let go, she obediently called for help.

Ye Nianmo's tensed expression softened, "Uncle will bring you a present when we get back."

Hai Ziyu's big eyes rolled around as she asked in a childish voice, "Can I pick one myself?"

"Of course." Ye Nianmo answered with a smile and leaned back with a relaxed body.

Hai Ziyu said in a childish voice, "I want my aunt to be my present," as she said this, her eyes reddened. "I miss my aunt so much."

Hai Zhuoxuan touched her head in silence, then carried her to a waiting maid, "Take her to bed."

"Auntie will be back home soon."

Hearing this, Hai Zhuoxuan's eyes lit up, "She recovered her memories?"

"Nope." Ye Nianmo answered, "But that doesn't stop me from bringing her back."

After he finished recording with Hai Zhuoxuan, he stood up and went to the wine shelf to get a bottle of red wine. From the hotel balcony, he could see the beautiful architecture and scenery.

He picked up the red wine and looked into the distance. His gaze was deep and warm, like a cheetah waiting for an opportunity to strike in the dark night. As long as he saw his prey, he would absolutely not let them go.

A few days later, he and Ding Yiyi had already lost contact because she was avoiding him.0

"Aren't you going out? You've been home for days. " Edward fiddled with his camera by the window and put it back into the box.

Ding Yiyi stared at the American show on television. "I don't want to go out. It's been very hot these few days anyway."

Edward nodded, then stood up and went to the darkroom. With the sound of the door closing, the living room became quiet again.

Ding Yiyi's gaze moved from the TV screen to the dark room's door. The worry in her eyes finally showed. She knew she couldn't see Ye Nianmo, but the scene of him kissing her would occasionally appear in her mind.

"We absolutely cannot continue like this. Just because of a single kiss, we have to worry about gains and losses. This is truly too ridiculous." She whispered, making up her mind.

She immediately got up, rummaged through the cabinets until she finally found a Yellow Pages guide for the hotel. She then took out her phone and dialed, "Excuse me, this is Bulgari Hotel. I would like to book a room. It will be tomorrow, mmm, at 9 PM. Thank you."

At the hotel, the staff called out the housing information and said with a sigh, "The occupancy rate this year is really not very high. Just like the suite that was booked by the customer just now, there's only one other guest staying on the whole floor."

"The rich Chinese man." The other white man continued talking as he entered the room.

When dinner time was about to end, Ding Yiyi said, "We've known each other for almost a year."

Edward replied as he scooped the mashed potatoes out of the plate, "Mhm."

"Come to this hotel tomorrow night and we'll celebrate." Ding Yiyi felt like her face was burning as she hastily placed the room card that was sent over by the hotel that afternoon on the table.

Facing Edward's confused gaze, she immediately stood up and accidentally poured the pepper on the table.

"Ah!" "Sorry." She quickly cleaned up the canister of pepper and quickly walked upstairs with her head down.

When she returned to her room, the awkwardness disappeared. She let out a long sigh and prayed that everything would go smoothly tomorrow.

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