1591: C1591 Wealthy Marriage 1518

C1591 Wealthy Marriage 1518

Ding Yiyi looked at her slightly bulging belly with fascination. A week ago, it had been like a small hill, but now it was like a small ball, or rather, a loose piece of meat wrapped around her innards.

The man sat the woman down and took a white slip of paper down to the first floor to pay the bill.

Ding Yiyi came back to her senses and quickly looked away. She felt a little embarrassed, but the other party seemed to have seen through her awkwardness. She explained, "I've lost my child. I want a boy at home."

Ding Yiyi was at a loss for words, but the other side shook her head, as if comforting her, "This is my own decision. I already have a daughter, and while raising her, I found out that I can't give her the life she wants. I found out that if you can't be sure that you can give your child a good future, then don't give birth to him."

Her voice was weak, but her expression was one of relief as the man returned. She put her hand on his shoulder and walked away.

"Ding Yiyi? Who's Ding Yiyi? " The call system in front of the doctor's office had called her name twice, and when no one answered, the nurse came out and called her name again.

Ding Yiyi hastily waved at the nurse. "Sorry, I'm here."

In the consultation room, the doctor waved her to a seat and gave her a few glances. "It's been over two months."

She nodded. "I can't have her."

The other party didn't say anything. It seemed as if he didn't care about the people who came here to have an abortion. He just wrote on the list mechanically while asking, "Do you want some medicinal liquid or machinery?"

"What's the difference between the two?" Ding Yiyi was surprised that she was able to ask such a cruel question so calmly.

The doctor raised his head and glanced at her, "The machines are relatively clean, so the medicine flow might not be as clean. A lot of Little Girl bought medicine from pharmacies, but in the end, she suffered a big hemorrhage and had to come to the hospital."

Ding Yiyi shouted at him to shut up, her chest heaving. "That's enough, I choose machinery."

The doctor wrote down a few numbers on a piece of paper and handed it to her coldly. "Pay up and go to the fourth floor. There will be a nurse waiting for you there."

She held the white list the doctor had handed her, as if she were holding a death notice for her child.

"Your hands are shaking." The doctor glanced at her, his cold expression finally showing a little warmth.

"Can I come back tomorrow? I want to do a B-mode." Ding Yiyi's voice was dry.

The other nodded, "It's best to hurry. The later you delay, the harder it will be for you to recover."

Ding Yiyi nodded silently as she took the doctor's list out the door. People were coming and going outside the door. She looked around in a daze.

A tall mother with a stomach bump and a child about three years old passed by and suddenly saw a very beautiful woman with her head down as she hurried past him.

Ding Yiyi rushed to the balcony at the end of the corridor, breathing heavily. The payment slip in her hand had already been deformed.

She did not dare to look back. She was afraid that if she looked at a child, a pregnant woman, she would feel more and more guilty. She silently caressed her flat stomach. It was very quiet there, and she could not feel any signs of life.

Time passed bit by bit. There was a lot of noise downstairs. The sound of an ambulance siren, the sound of a doctor directing a nurse, the sound of a patient wailing … these sounds could not be ignored.

She gazed into the distance, her hands curled up on her stomach, her numb legs struggling to take a step forward before becoming firm again.

In room B, the nurse applied a cold talker on Ding Yiyi's belly. Seeing that the woman on the bed seemed uneasy, she smiled and said, "Relax, it's okay. It will be fine soon."

Ding Yiyi tilted her head and looked at the machine. After a moment of silence, she asked, "Can you tell me the child's gender?"

"Yes, yes, but not allowed in the country. Actually, boys and girls are just as cute." The nurse kept talking, but when she saw that she was not in the mood to respond, she didn't say anything.

Ding Yiyi turned her head to the side and looked at the moving images on the machine. Tears flowed down her face without any warning. She felt pained and remorseful. She swore that if there was another child in the future, she would make up for the mistakes she made today.

In the evening, at the banquet site in Nougat, people were drinking. Ye Nianmo, who was surrounded by people, frowned without any change in his expression. He turned around and said a few words to the guest presenter before making an excuse to leave.

He told Ye Bo to be there, then walked out of the banquet hall and arrived at the garden outside of the venue. His car was parked not far away.

Some of the people in the garden recognized him. They raised their glasses to him and invited him to join them. He smiled and declined.

He drove the car out of the garden and along the road. He took out his phone, thought for a moment, and then put it back.

In front of his house, there was a street lamp standing by the side, which made his shadow appear very long. Beside the window, there was a figure with a graceful figure, flashing past the white curtains.

When he entered, he was attracted by the dim light of the candlelight in the living room. It was a small cake with a candle stuck in it.

"I'm guessing you'll come back." She smiled, a sweet, gentle smile.

He walked over to her, kissed her cheek, and sat down across from her.

Ding Yiyi raised the glass of red wine. "Congratulations."

He raised his eyebrows and clinked his glass with hers. "Thank you."

The weak candlelight made Ding Yiyi lose most of her face in the shadows, but it didn't hurt her beauty. She put down the cup and looked down at the rim, where a drop of wine was just sliding down the rim of the glass.

"There's something I want to tell you." She continued to stare at the drop of red liquid as she spoke in a light tone.

Ye Nianmo stretched out his hand to grab her hand that was on the table. Feeling the coldness of her palm, he tightened his grip, "Go and get some clothes first."

Ding Yiyi shook her head and used her free hand to pick up the wine glass on the table before gulping it down. "No, I have something very important to tell you."

She reached for the bottle. Halfway there, she was stopped by a hand and begged, "Don't stop me. Please, don't stop me."

Ye Nianmo was intimidated by her mournful tone. He stayed silent for a while, picked up the wine bottle, poured a third of it into the glass and said, "Drink it and go have a good night's sleep."

"There's something I haven't told you yet." Ding Yiyi raised her wine cup and stood up, walking to his side, smirking as she directly pounced on him, falling into his warm embrace, "I want to go to Europe for half a year to explore the boundaries of my career!"

Ye Nianmo frowned, "Europe?"

"I don't want to be a useless cripple who only wants to eat," she said, seemingly drunk. She took a step back and opened her hazy eyes to look at the man in front of her, the wine cup in her hand lightly swaying in response to her movements. "I want to rely on my own hard work to accomplish my goals!"

Ye Nianmo pulled the tottering person into his arms and said softly, "Go and rest first. We'll discuss this when you wake up."

Ding Yiyi ignored him and grabbed his arm, repeating, "No, I must discuss this today. I'm going to Europe."

"You think if you go to Europe, you're going to open up a new business?" Ye Nianmo frowned.

"I know what I want. I know this is a new opportunity."

Ye Nianmo sighed, "If you want to do it, then do it. What's the point of drinking so much?"

After he finished speaking, the woman had already fallen into his arms. She was snoring like a kitten. Other than the slight smell of alcohol on her body, she was actually quite adorable.

Picking him up by the waist, he strode up the stairs and only took a few steps before kicking a glass bottle. Lowering his head, he saw that an empty bottle had fallen onto the floor.

He gave her a punitive pat on the bottom before heading upstairs. After settling her in, he got up and went to the study room.

"Check out the company that Yi Yi has been in contact with recently." He said in a low voice to the person on the other end of the phone.

Ye Bo answered with a hint of hesitation, "Didn't you say we won't interfere this time?"

"Do it." Ye Nianmo said lightly as he looked out the window at the dark night.

Suddenly, he heard the faint sounds of hurried footsteps. He hung up the phone and rushed into the room.

Inside the room, Ding Yiyi was not on the bed, but the bathroom door was wide open, and the sound of vomiting could be heard. He hurried over.

Ding Yiyi was half-squatting on the edge of the toilet bowl as she vomited. Most of what was in her stomach was already vomited, leaving behind only acid.0

Ye Nianmo gently patted her back with one hand and passed her the mouthwash. Then, he used a wet towel to wipe her face.

Halfway through wiping it off, the drunk head tilted to one side as he fell asleep. He sighed, picked up the person, and carried him back to his room.

Ding Yiyi fell into a deep sleep the moment she came into contact with the bed. He pulled up the quilt to cover her tightly before turning up the temperature of the air conditioner and leaving the room.

Downstairs, he went to the kitchen, turned on the water dispenser, and waited for the water to heat up. A thought suddenly entered his mind.

She seemed to have vomited a week ago. Could she be pregnant?

"Beep, beep, beep." The sound of the water dispenser being heated interrupted his train of thoughts. He placed Shui Bei under the water dispenser and watched the water flow out. He felt that what he had just said was laughable.

The next day, Ding Yiyi woke up early. As usual, she washed her face and rinsed her mouth at the door to kiss Ye Nianmo goodbye before the two of them left separately in a car.

Instead of going to the office, she turned a corner and headed straight for the hospital. In the hospital, the doctor was skillfully fiddling with the apparatus, making her lie down on the bed with her feet on the cold support.

"Don't worry, you'll fall asleep after the anesthesia. When you wake up, everything will be fine." The doctor's voice came through the blue mask.

Ding Yiyi lay on the sickbed, her eyes open as she looked at the snow-white tiles on the ceiling. Her nose was filled with the stench of disinfectant. "No need for anesthesia."

"What?" The doctor did not hear clearly and went over to her side to ask a few more questions.

She tilted her head and looked at him, enunciating each word, "No need for the anesthesia."

The doctor and nurse looked at each other and saw a hint of surprise in each other's eyes. Is there anyone these days who would rather suffer than be anesthetized?

The doctor nodded and scribbled something on the paper. Then he looked down at Ding Yiyi lying on the bed.

Pain! That was Ding Yiyi's only thought, but she couldn't tell if it was physical or mental. Hot tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes and dripped onto the white sheets.

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