1594: C1594 Wealthy Marriage 1521

C1594 Wealthy Marriage 1521

The familiar phone rang. She looked up in surprise at Ye Nianmo, who was walking towards her with big steps. Before she could open her mouth, her wrist was grabbed by someone.

His strength was so strong that it hurt her, and her delicate wrists turned red.

She smelled the alcohol on his body, saw the traces of drunkenness in his serious expression, and tried to pull away. "You're drunk."

Her escape provoked Ye Nianmo. He let go of her hand and grabbed her chin instead. With a cold tone, he said, "I can't wait for me to get drunk and not wake up."

After saying that, he forcefully pulled her towards the door. Ye Bo, who was at the side, was trembling with fear. His intuition told him that something was going to happen, so he secretly called Ye Chuqing.

At this time, Ding Yiyi had already been brought to the door of the hall. When had she ever seen Ye Nianmo act so violently before? She cried immediately and said, "Let go of me, you're hurting me."

Seeing her tears, Ye Nianmo's body trembled and his face turned painful. However, the pain was fleeting and soon, it became cold and unmoved.

Ding Yiyi's struggle infuriated him. He carried her by the waist, ignoring the shocked gazes of the surrounding people, and strode towards the parking place.

With such a loud commotion, the airport security guard quickly walked over and stopped in front of Ye Nianmo, "Sir, do you know this lady?"

Ye Bo flashed in front of Ye Nianmo and said, "Get out of the way."

The security guard remained unmoved and instead locked his gaze onto Ding Yiyi. "Miss, do you know this mister?"

Ding Yiyi nodded her head with tears in her eyes. She felt ashamed, so she struggled up and slapped Ye Nianmo's chest, "What the hell are you doing!? Put me down, you're too much. "

Ye Nianmo's head became sluggish due to the stimulation from the alcohol. Her tears and struggles further infuriated him as he pushed her out of the airport with a cold expression.

Along the way, Ding Yiyi kept crying, but the man in the driver's seat just kept driving. Even though he was drunk, he unconsciously slowed down.

When she got home, Ding Yiyi knew that she had already missed the flight. In order to not keep her customers waiting for her in the UK, she called the customer. "Hello, I have some matters to attend to at home. It will probably be a few days before I go to England."

The phone was taken away from his ear. Ye Nianmo held the phone and looked at her condescendingly. From the other side of the phone, a man's voice came, "Hello? Miss Ding? Are you still there? "

Ye Nianmo tilted his head and pressed the call button lightly with his thumb. He said softly, "You can't go, you'll never go."

He bent down close to her, his forefinger and thumb pinching her chin. "It looks like I'm spoiling you too much, that's why you did it."

Ding Yiyi was shocked by his unfamiliar but cold expression. She stood up and subconsciously wanted to run away, but she didn't expect that she would anger Ye Nianmo instead.

He grabbed her wrist and flung her down on the sofa, covering her with his body.

The sound of his wife's cries and the ripping of her clothes provoked his eardrums, then reached his nerves. The alcohol numbed all of this, giving him a taste of revenge.

When his mind cleared a little, he saw Ding Yiyi lying on the sofa, her back trembling.

"Brother!" Sister-in-law! " Ye Chuqing was snoring anxiously at the door.

Ye Nianmo's expression turned cold. He pulled up the suit jacket from the sofa and firmly put it on Ding Yiyi. After picking her up, he walked into the room with big strides.

Ding Yiyi had kept her head down the whole time, not saying a word. Her hair that hung down to the sides of her face covered her expression, but her trembling body revealed her fear of helplessness.

She trembled like a sheep in the forest, encountering a hungry wolf, until her back touched the soft mattress and she was covered with a light quilt.

She was curled up in bed. She could feel Ye Nianmo watching her from beside the bed. Then footsteps sounded and he left.

Downstairs, Ye Nianmo's gaze turned towards the sofa. His eyes were filled with pain, and his heart felt as if it was stabbed by a knife. He tortured her, rather than torturing himself.

Outside the door, Ye Chuqing was burning with anxiety. When she saw the door open, she asked excitedly, "Big brother, where's sister-in-law?" What's wrong with you all? "

"Let's go back." Ye Nianmo said coldly. His body was in the middle of the door and he didn't seem to let her in.

Ye Chuqing was frightened by his ice-cold expression

He was even more flustered. "Big brother, you love sister-in-law so much. Did sister-in-law do something to make you angry?"

Ye Nianmo's face showed a pained expression, "I already said, let's go back."

He turned around and closed the door, ignoring the people outside. As for Ye Chuqing, she had no choice but to go back.

Hearing the sound of the car leaving the street, he walked to the sofa with big steps and pursed lips, intentionally avoiding the mess on the sofa.

Chaos' head had already cleared. He frowned, unbuttoning his wine-smelling shirt in disgust and walked into the bathroom. What he didn't know was that the second floor was undergoing a tremendous change.

Ding Yiyi was busy twisting the quilt into a rope. She was angry and angry. All she could think about was not staying in the same place with him.

Women were sensitive. His forceful actions had deeply hurt her. She wanted to be angry, but she wouldn't forgive him that easily.

The rope wasn't long enough, it should still be a meter away from the ground. She leaned out and looked down. Although she was still afraid, her anger gave her courage.

She grabbed the rope made of the sheets, put one foot on the sheet, and then leaned out to embrace the covers.

Because of the weight of the human body, the silk quilt was tightly crushed, and the sound of being torn was emitted from between the fibers, as if it was on the verge of collapsing.

She cried out in alarm, hugging the blanket in panic and swallowing her saliva, only then did she move her other foot out of the window.

The scorching weather, the events of the previous day and the intense tension in her nerves, had exhausted her. She was only a meter away when she suddenly heard the door open upstairs.

Ye Nianmo had never been this angry before. He kept suppressing his anger, but the other side was constantly trying to divert his patience. He saw a rope hanging at the window and thought that she had run far away.

"When I got to the window and looked down, I saw Ding Yiyi tottering in the air." "Damn it!" Immediately, his heart tensed up, and he hastily turned around and ran down the stairs.

Ye Nianmo's appearance undoubtedly gave Ding Yiyi a lot of psychological pressure. Her body was out of sync and she was already scared out of her wits.

When she heard the door open downstairs, she panicked. Her sweaty hands missed their grip and she fell off the one-meter-tall rope.

"Yiyi!" Ye Nianmo was scared out of his wits. He ran towards her and scanned her wounds. He then reached out his hand towards her chest and whispered, "Don't move yet."

He lifted one of her legs and saw that there was no sign of pain on her face. He felt relieved and moved her limbs a bit. Other than a scratch on her knee, the rest were fine and uninjured.

After ensuring that she was safe, his concerned expression gradually cooled. Then, with an even colder and colder treatment, he stood up and looked down at her condescendingly. "Or is it because you want to go to England?"

She only had the thought of fighting with him in her heart, and didn't seem to want to go to England at all. But when she saw his ice-cold face, she nodded, "You are a tyrant. How can you force me to do something I don't like? I'm very angry!"

"Forced?" With a strange expression on his face, he repeated, "If the force just now had hurt you, then I would have been ten thousand times more hurt than you."

Ding Yiyi didn't say anything as she struggled to get up. "We all need to calm down."

A big, dry hand grabbed her wrist. Ye Nianmojiang hugged her waist and said in a cold voice, "Since you think it's okay to have another child, then let's have another one now."

He was crazy, he was really crazy, Ding Yiyi thought as she opened her eyes and rolled her eyes in a circle. The room was a mess, the musk was still strong, everything was crazy.

Ye Nianmo had his back facing her. He stood up, grabbed a pair of pants and put them on, then carried her into the bathroom to wash.

His actions were as gentle as ever, as if the concept of being nice to her was deeply engraved in the depths of his dead mind, but his eyes were still ice-cold.

"You can't do this to me." What could be more shameful than taking a woman's body?

Ye Nianmo took a big towel and wrapped it around her, then carried her out of the bathtub. He looked down at her, "I can."

Anger erupted at this moment. She reached out to beat him up, but the other party did not budge. He held her tightly as they walked back to the bed.

He laid her gently on the mattress. The sheets were gone. He got up and left the room.0

He covered her with the blanket and carefully tucked her in. Seeing that her eyes were still closed and her curly eyelashes were still trembling, he used his eyes to describe her facial features and felt his heart ache.

Ding Yiyi had been crying in her bed, cursing him in her heart, calling him a bastard, forcing herself to do something she didn't want to do.

"Yiyi." Ye Nianmo sighed and her body trembled.

His voice sounded as if it was coming from afar. "You really did wrong this time. You can't go anywhere for now."

She was temporarily unable to go anywhere. What was the meaning of this? She flipped over and got up, but the other party had already closed the door and left. She heard the sound of a lock dropping.

She ran barefoot out of bed and pounded on the door. It was quiet outside, and she knew he was there.

"You can't do this to me, why did you lock me up here!" She cried, but no one answered, quietly, as if she were the only person in the house.

She went back to her bed and cried too much. She fell asleep and it was night time.

A fragrant smell gradually woke her up, and she opened her red and swollen eyes. She saw Ye Nianmo holding a bowl of porridge in his hand, and when he saw that she had woken up, he helped her up silently.

She felt weak all over and could not muster any strength. It was as if she had collapsed and could only be helped to sit up.

Ye Nianmo scooped up a spoonful of congee and silently passed it to her mouth. Seeing that she was frowning and refused to eat, he took it back. His cheeks moved slightly as he blew on the congee noodles.

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