1551: C1551 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1479

C1551 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1479

Ding Yiyi returned to her seat just in time to see Xiaoxiao looking in her direction. A faint smile that was not a smile was revealed on her face.

When getting off work, Ding Yiyi walked towards the elevator. She could clearly feel that her colleagues, who used to play around with her, were a bit shy. A colleague who often walked with her hurriedly greeted her after seeing her and then excused himself to go to the office to get her stuff.

"Yiyi, hurry." The secretary called to her and pressed the button for the elevator.

Ding Yiyi smiled at her, then took a few quick steps into the narrow elevator and pressed the close button.

As it was rush hour, there were more than a dozen companies in the building. The elevator was packed to the brim, making it difficult to even turn around, let alone speak.

Ding Yiyi wanted to ask her secretary why everyone was in such a weird mood today, but it was hard to say.

When he got home, the nanny was in the middle of cooking soup. The fragrant smell wafted out from the kitchen. Seeing Ding Yiyi, the nanny hurriedly washed her hands and walked out, "Madam is back. Have some fruits, the food will be ready soon."

"Sister Zhang, I'm not busy. Nianmo still hasn't come back yet." Ding Yiyi said dispiritedly as she sat on the sofa. As she recalled everything that had happened today, she suddenly understood why everyone had such strange expressions on their faces.

She wondered if she didn't buy someone else's, which made her colleagues feel uncomfortable. For example, they felt that she had been bullied.

She sighed, feeling that sometimes interpersonal communication was more tiring than work. When it came to work, she sighed again. She had thought that she was suitable for translation, but from the looks of it, her enthusiasm for translation would only decrease.

Just as he was thinking, his shoulder was pressed down by a big hand, followed by a massage with appropriate strength. Ye Nianmo's deep voice carried an unnoticeable care, "What are you thinking so absent-mindedly about?"

"Nothing." Ding Yiyi immediately denied it. She raised her head to look at him, and indeed, she saw clear emotions in his eyes.

She knew that she could see through her feelings at a glance, so she didn't hide it anymore and told him what she was sad about. "Learning how to be a person is more important than doing things in the workplace."

Ye Nianmo was silent for a while. He vaguely knew what was going on. After a long while, he said, "Do you want to give up?"

Ding Yiyi sighed. "Of course not. Let's just persevere a little bit longer. We can't just give up just because of this matter."

Soon, before long, Ding Yiyi found that the situation had not improved. No matter what she did, it was impossible for her to fit into the circle of her colleagues.

Early in the morning, she walked into the office and saw a few of her colleagues gathered together, discussing something. As usual, she walked over and asked, "What are you all talking about?" Have you had breakfast? "I have delicious spring scrolls prepared at home."

"We didn't say anything. I'm losing weight. Let the other colleagues eat." When everyone saw her, although they didn't immediately disperse, they stopped talking.

Ding Yiyi helplessly handed over the bag of spring rolls to another colleague. The other man smiled, but his expression was clearly one of rejection, "It seems very fragrant. It's not enough for me to have breakfast. I'm very full."

They talked about what they didn't get, what they ate last night, where they were going tonight, and then they left in a few minutes.

Ding Yiyi was stunned on the spot. The sweet smell of the spring roll emanating from the bag made her feel lonely. She carried the bag back to her desk and met Xiaoxiao's gaze.

It was that look again, one of mockery, contempt, and indifference, as if mocking her for her sentimental interruption, and then being shunned.

She knew that she shouldn't be crying here, but the grievances in her heart spread like a tide. She had done something wrong, why was everyone suddenly so indifferent? Why were those smiling faces wearing masks.

She stood up and bit her lower lip. She casually picked up a piece of information from the desk and walked to the office equipment on the other side of the office. There were fewer people there, giving her a chance to catch her breath again.

There was a stack of papers on top of the printer. She didn't notice as she turned around to take them down. As if she felt the gaze from the other side of the office, her face turned red and she quickly squatted down to pick up the papers.

The words "recruitment announcement" firmly caught her eye. She picked it up and saw that there was still a translator for the position. From the date on the paper, she knew that the position had not stopped after she entered the company.

She picked up all the documents in a daze, feeling extremely sad. In her opinion, she must not have been qualified enough to work, which was why this company continued to recruit people.

If she hired the right person, wouldn't she have to fire herself? Her heart felt as if it was being rubbed by a sharp knife, full of holes. It was as if her clothes had been stripped clean and she was being watched by everyone.

The discomfort in her heart made it impossible for her to stay in the office as if nothing had happened. When she came back to her senses, she was already in the washroom. Her mind still had the vague memories of someone else, but now she didn't have the mood to pay attention to that.

The clear sound of footsteps rang out. It was Xiaoxiao. She paused for a moment before walking over to her side and looking at the only mirror in the room to fix her makeup.

Ding Yiyi gripped both ends of the washbasin with both hands. She looked into the mirror, trying not to notice the unpleasant face beside her.

Xiaoxiao's phone rang again and she picked it up. "Director Tong, although I can do it, I don't want to take on so many jobs anymore. I work overtime until 9 PM every day. My job is already scheduled for tomorrow. What else do you want me to do?"

When she hung up the phone, Ding Yiyi could feel her anger and became even more silent. She just wanted to give herself some privacy after she left.

"Do you know?" Xiaoxiao did not leave but instead took the initiative to converse with her for the first time.

She turned around and looked at Ding Yiyi. "I proposed to look for another translator because I'm also a translator. However, I'm still very busy looking for you to come in!"

Ding Yiyi didn't know when she left, but she felt like she was on the verge of tears. If someone said a single word to her, she would cry no matter what.

Ten minutes later, she walked back to her desk with her head lowered. Xiao Xiao was no longer around. She probably went out to busy herself again. She walked straight to the secretariat and said, "I want to apply for leave."

"Yes, yes, but are you not feeling well?" The secretary asked with concern. She also felt that her colleagues treated Ding Yiyi with a little too much distance. It was her fault for being so impulsive at that time and telling Ding Yiyi that she was the boss's wife of the company while making the other colleagues intentionally distance themselves from Ding Yiyi.

Sometimes, when faced with a ravine that they could not cross, people would choose to band together to ridicule and resist those who had already crossed the river. It was as if forming a group could prove that they were the righteous party.

Ding Yiyi went back to her seat, tidied up a bit, and then walked out. When she got outside the office, she found that she didn't have her key, and the moment she turned around, she heard her colleagues in the office discussing her, "Did you see that? She's carrying Chanel's Bajie, it's the latest model."

"Don't talk about it anymore. I also want to ask for a leave of absence on a whim. Anyway, I have to work overtime today. I hate it."

Ding Yiyi listened in silence. Without even taking the keys, she immediately turned around and left. Those former cute colleagues of hers were now like a flood of ferocious beasts in her heart.

In the taxi, she could finally bear with her heart's content. Why did he have to suffer so much when he came out to work! He clearly didn't need to do anything to eat or dress himself!

Her negative thoughts finally eased a little when she got back to the door of her house. The key landed on the table and she could only unlock the password, unable to open the security door inside.

She sat on the steps and watered the flowers she had planted in the yard in the morning. By the afternoon, the sun had made her feel a little tired.

The setting sun dyed the entire sky red. From a distance, it looked like a huge fireball. Occasionally, one or two cars would drive past the house, and occasionally, one could hear the music coming from the cars.

Ding Yiyi put her head between her arms. She closed her eyes and thought nothing. She just sat there like this until a hand gently stroked her head.

Ye Nianmo's heart ached. He didn't know why Ding Yiyi was sitting at the door, he only knew that when he saw the curtain of night descending and how she was abandoned by everyone, his heart would be torn apart.

He touched her head, then grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. If he looked down, he could see her dark hair and delicate, sharp chin.

In the room, he sat on the sofa and watched her bustle about until she was evading the conversation, but he obviously wasn't going to let her go. "Come on," he said.

Ding Yiyi was now most afraid of hearing these words, and she wondered what the other party would ask her. Perhaps he would ask himself why he was so depressed. It would force him to repeat the unhappy events that had occurred at the company, or it would force him to resign immediately.

"I just forgot my key."

"Have you eaten?" This was Ye Nianmo's first question.

She was slightly stunned and shook her head. "I wanted to go home to eat. I forgot that Sister Zhang asked for a leave of absence today."

"Hungry?" That was his second question.

She thought for a moment, then nodded. "I'm a little hungry now."

Ye Nianmo stood up and took the key from the table, "You have time to think about what you want to eat."

"That's it?" Ding Yiyi widened her eyes. "Do you have nothing else to ask?"

Ye Nianmo laughed, but he sat back down, "Do you have anything you want to tell me now?"

Ding Yiyi shook her head. She felt that she was already troubled enough with these stuff and didn't want to bother Ye Nianmo with them anymore.

This question and answer was enough to make Ding Yiyi feel less depressed. She took the initiative to hold Ye Nianmo's hand and went out to eat with him.1

The next day, it was clearly less than nine o'clock, but he could already clearly feel the heat coming from the road. The white-collar worker who was walking was covered in sweat.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Nianmo turned around and looked at the person outside the window.

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