1590: C1590 Wealthy Marriage 1517

C1590 Wealthy Marriage 1517

"I'll think about it." Ding Yiyi smiled at her, but her heart was getting more and more tangled.

Du Ya nodded. "The other party will invite you for dinner tonight, as well as to discuss this matter. Can we set it to six o'clock in the afternoon?"

Ding Yiyi nodded. "Alright, sorry to trouble you."

The European customer she had made an appointment with was Half-China, who chose a Sichuan cuisine restaurant. "You Chinese really have too many delicious dishes. I don't want to go back to England anymore."

"I've been in England for almost a year. It's a beautiful country." As soon as Ding Yiyi entered the restaurant, she smelled chili. She held her breath, afraid that she would vomit.

The two of them chose a spot. When the big and tall foreigners came to eat the authentic Sichuan cuisine, they inevitably became the center of attention. The waiter asked the two of them in a funny tone, "Do you want to be a little spicy, a little spicy or a lot spicy?"

The foreign customers looked at Ding Yiyi with excitement in their blue eyes. "Miss Ding, can you eat spicy mom?"

Ding Yiyi thought it was funny. "Of course, then let's take it."

Not long later, the hotpot was set up, and the foreign customers put their chopsticks into the pot, their eyes almost glowing. They said, "Don't mention it, Miss Ding. Today, I'm treating. You Chinese call it a 'hospitality'."

Ding Yiyi picked up a piece of radish and placed it in the soup before smiling. "I won't be able to eat such delicious food when I go back to England."

"So I want to invite you to go with me to England. It will only take you half a year."

"Are you married?" he asked suddenly, his face serious. "I know Chinese women don't want to go far when they have a husband."

Ding Yiyi was still laughing. She thought the other party was very interesting. She put the radish into her mouth, and after taking two bites, the feeling of nausea came over her again.

She could feel something rolling in her stomach. A piece of radish that she had just eaten had become the cause of her pain.

She suddenly stood up and rushed to the washroom with her hand covering her mouth. She bumped into someone along the way, as if that foreign client had said something, but her head was spinning and she felt a sour feeling in her throat. She pushed him away and ran away.

After vomiting in the washroom and getting rid of her stomach, she finally felt better. She washed her hands and stared at the pale figure in the mirror.

When she returned to her seat, she saw that the other person had not taken the chopsticks, but was waiting for her on the spot. She felt extremely guilty, "I'm sorry, but I've made you unhappy. Let's continue."

"I should be sorry. You must be pregnant." The man stood up and placed a glass of watermelon juice he'd ordered for her in front of her. "My wife was like this when she was pregnant.

Ding Yiyi hesitated for a moment. "You're right. I'm pregnant. That's why I went to Europe …"

"Don't be in such a hurry to promise me." "I'm a businessman, so I can't say anything persuasive, but I respect your opinion, so you can answer me tomorrow."

He got up. "I think we'd better change to a lighter one."

In the end, the two of them still failed to eat their fill. He walked Ding Yiyi to the door before leaving.

Ding Yiyi stood at the door, he looked at the door, his footsteps hesitating. These few days, in order to hide the matter of Ye Nianmo's pregnancy, she purposely missed his schedule. Usually, when he was still working, she would go to bed and wait for him to wake up before going to work.

When he returned home, Ye Nianmo was at home for the first time ever. When he saw her return, he raised his eyebrows, "After running away for so many days, are you prepared?"

Her heart skipped a beat and she subconsciously wanted to run away. The other party grabbed her wrist and asked, "What is it that's so hard to say?"

Seeing her lower her head without saying a word and bite her lips so hard, Ye Nianmo's heart ached. He didn't want to continue asking and just let it go.

When he went to sleep at night, Ding Yiyi's cell phone rang. It turned out to be a reminder that tomorrow would be the day of Ye Nianmo's award ceremony.

To speak or not to speak? She was extremely conflicted, so she decided to get up and go to the study room.

She turned on her computer and logged on to a social networking site she used to visit. She posted a message, 'Pregnant, but with a chance to expand your career. Do you have children or do you insist on your career?'

She had just posted it and there was a reply soon. She read it carefully.

"Of course it's the career. It's not the feudal era, and there are also those who gave up their career for their children. There might only be one chance to do that, but the child can still do that."

"Children are more important. After all, this is a life after all. It is indeed a pity to give up on your career."

"You should think about it. Since you asked the question to prove that both questions are important to you, which one is more important?"

Ding Yiyi was intimidated by the last sentence. Her heart clenched as she stared at the last sentence for a long time, not daring to move away.

Steady footsteps came from outside. She quickly wiped away the tears on her face and turned off the screen. The moment she got up, Ye Nianmo pushed open the door and entered.

He saw her tears and his heart throbbed in pain. He had seen Ding Yiyi's abnormal behavior recently, but he had also seen her escaping. After some consideration, he chose to remain silent.

"Do you want to use the study?" Ding Yiyi glanced at the computer from the corner of her eyes. There was a hint of guilt in her tone.

Suddenly, an arm passed through her neck. She stepped back, and with her arm wrapped around the wall and his embrace, she faced him head-on. The male aura was so warm that no one could ignore it.

"Take the book." He moved closer to her, then withdrew his hand and shook the blue pages.

Seeing him turn around, Ding Yiyi let out a long sigh of relief. Before she could relax, he had already stopped moving.

"I will wait, until the day you wish to speak," the voice paused, "but do not let yourself be wronged."

As he left, the sound of his slippers gradually disappeared outside the door, leaving Ding Yiyi alone in her room.

Nightmares ate away at Ding Yiyi. As she walked through the void, the colorful lights beneath her feet changed unpredictably. Suddenly, the babies around her began to cry.

The sound of the crying made her want to find the child, but all around her was a gray haze, and even the sound of the child's crying was faintly discernible.

As she ran, her arms moved up and down as she breathed. Suddenly, her speed became slower and slower, her breathing became weaker and weaker. Her arms were no longer plump and smooth.

Her mind was like the smoke that was left behind in her surroundings. Even if she were to beat her skull with all her might, she would not be able to recall her youth at all.

Suddenly, a majestic and serious voice came from the distance, a voice that drowned out the wailing of a baby and reached deep into the soul. "Recalling your voice, you haven't worked hard because of your career, in the end, you're still empty-handed. Empty, when you get old, your memories are like a pool of stagnant water."

"It's not like that!" She cried, slapped her head, and shouted that her life would never be ordinary.

A warm ray of light shone on her body, followed by an anxious call, "Yiyi? Yi Yi? "

That call was like a beautiful hymn that called her to heaven, her consciousness gradually cleared up. She opened her tearful eyes and looked at Ye Nianmo, who was hugging her.

Ye Nianmo lightly patted her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Buying relationships, it's okay if I'm here."

When she opened her mouth, tears slid down her cheeks. "I had a nightmare."

He kissed her forehead, brushed her sweaty hair away, and said softly, "It's just a dream. It's okay."

"I have one thing I really want to do, but after doing that, I have to give up on another thing. I don't know what to do." She said in a choked voice.

Ye Nianmo's gaze was deep. He felt that Ding Yiyi's strong emotions these days was related to the two things she said. Seeing her in such pain, he felt uncomfortable and sighed softly, "Do it if you want. If there's trouble, then it's me."

Ding Yiyi hit him on the shoulder and laughed with tears in her eyes, but her heart was firm.

The next morning, Ye Bo came to their home early in the morning. Today was Ye Nianmo's day to attend the ceremony for outstanding entrepreneurs. Although he didn't care, he still had to put on an act first.

Ding Yiyi helped him tie his tie, and suddenly said when he was about to leave, "Wait a minute!"

She ran upstairs, grabbed her camera and ran down again. "Take a picture. We need to remember this day well."

Ye Nianmo lovingly stroked her soft hair and pointed at the camera according to what she said. In a few seconds, Ding Yiyi opened her mouth, "You're not even smiling."

He pointed at the corner of his mouth. "I'm smiling."2

"Where is it?" Ding Yiyi pressed a hand to the corner of his mouth. "Look, your mouth isn't even lifted."

As she spoke, she raised the corner of her mouth in a demonstration. The camera in her hand was suddenly pulled away, and before she could open her mouth, a warm kiss swept over her.

The sudden kiss caused her to open her eyes wide as she heard the sound of the shutter. Ye Nianmo held the camera in one hand and pressed the shutter button.

After sending Ye Nianmo off, Ding Yiyi's smile faded as she turned around and closed the door. She silently showered, changed into loose clothes and opened the door.

The sun was shining brightly outside, shining its warmth on her body. She turned around to close the door, but her body suddenly felt uncomfortable.

There was a force stirring inside her, a feeling of vomiting and revulsion that prevented her from moving forward.

She knew it was all part of her, and she struggled to the garage and got in the car to tie up the safety bag.

The seat belt wound around her flat belly, and she looked away like she had been electrocuted as she stepped on the accelerator and hurried out of the warehouse.

There were still a lot of people in the hospital, and on the benches sat the women waiting to be examined. Their stomachs were bulging, and there was only a small hill, and there was no doubt that it was as flat as Ding Yiyi's.

Ding Yiyi saw the woman again, and this time there was a man beside her. He was smaller than her, with one hand holding her bag and the other holding her arm.

The woman recognized Ding Yiyi as well. She smiled at her with a hint of helplessness and relief in her smile.

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