1598: C1598 Wealthy Marriage 1525

C1598 Wealthy Marriage 1525

0She sighed, put her phone away, and focused on business.

When she returned home from work in the afternoon, the house was empty and devoid of life, which made her feel at a loss.

Ye Zichen casually dropped his briefcase on the sofa. She just sat there and didn't want to move, but at that moment, the doorbell rang.

Was it him? Maybe the meeting didn't happen, so it came back early? She was glad to think so, and hurried to open the door.

Sister Zhang stood outside with the dishes and said, "Madam, Master said that you've been feeling weaker recently. This is a bird's nest that has been ordered from abroad. A chef will come to cook it for you later."

"I don't eat." Ding Yiyi said desolately, "Sister Zhang, you can go back now."

Sister Zhang was at a loss of what to do. "Ah?" Go back? But Madame, have you not eaten? "

Ding Yiyi shook her head at her, then turned and went in. After closing the door, she looked at the empty house and suddenly felt very lonely.

Just as Sister Zhang walked out of the door, the thick and heavy door opened again. Ding Yiyi walked out. "Sister Zhang, are you staying with me for a while?"

In the kitchen, Sister Zhang was busying herself as she advised, "Madam, please stop smoking in the kitchen and go to the living room."

Ding Yiyi leaned against the doorjamb, "Sister Zhang is giving people who are very busy with work a pot of what soup is better."

"I'm very busy. Then I'll go with the Pig Bone Soup. Today, I bought the Pig Bone Soup." Sister Zhang said.

Ding Yiyi's eyes lit up. "Can you teach me a thing or two?" What's the method of the Pig Bone Soup? "

Night time, Ye Group

The entire Ye Group was completely silent, and only the lights at the highest level were still on, making them particularly eye-catching in the pitch-black building.

Ye Nianmo stood alone in front of the French windows. From here, he could see the lights of the city and the endless stream of cars.

He stood alone, like a wild animal, alone with the loneliness of the night, and what he did not see was a figure on the other side of the glass.

Ding Yiyi stood outside the office, holding a thermos in her hand, feeling sad and heavy. This was a meeting? Was he working overtime?

She picked up her cell phone and dialed a number. She watched as the person on the bed walked back to his desk from a distance. He looked at the interface for a moment before answering.

"Are they coming back?" Ding Yiyi bit her lower lip and tried her best to act casual.

He replied, "Sleep first. Be careful not to kick the blanket."

She couldn't let her tears fall, she told herself, forcing herself to smile. "Okay, then I'll go to bed first. Good night."

After saying good night, she immediately hung up the phone, turned around, and walked out without even looking back.

Ye Nianmo was still holding his phone. His face was full of pain. He put his phone that had already dimmed down and said softly to the air, "Good night."

Downstairs, Ding Yiyi stood alone, surrounded by bright lights, but she felt chilled to the point of shivering.

Don't blame him, blame him, it was her who destroyed their child, she should be the one suffering from his cold violence right now. Ding Yiyi, what right do you have to cry, don't cry!

No matter how much she had built up in her heart, she still felt extremely pained. She didn't dare look back at the building, as if she would fall into despair at the sight of it.

After that time, the estrangement between the two of them began to form. That night, Ding Yiyi sat in the living room with Ye Nianmo, as usual, holding a book on his lap.

She looked at him and walked past him, but he did not look up, as if he did not see her.

"Nianmo." She mustered the courage to go to his side and sit down, then spoke out the words that she had thought about all night, "Will you accompany me to the concert tomorrow? I didn't manage to go last time, but if I miss it this time, I'll have to wait for half a year. "

Ye Nianmo closed the book and habitually let him look up at her, listening seriously to what she had to say.

He saw the expectation in her eyes and was about to say yes, but somehow he was distracted.

Yes, her face gave him an inexplicable sense of pain. It was very painful, as if someone was strangling him and preventing him from breathing.

"Let Chuqing accompany you." He stood up and set the book down on the shelf beside him, anxious to get rid of the pain, knowing what to do. As long as he was not with her, the pain could be hidden.

Ding Yiyi looked at his back in despair. She already knew this would happen, but she still held onto the thought of getting lucky.

She didn't say anything as she silently followed behind him. She was in a daze, so she didn't pay attention to what was beneath her feet. She tripped after taking two steps.

Ye Nianmo originally wanted to go upstairs, but he noticed everything around him from the corner of his eyes. He did not think of anything and subconsciously reached out to fish the person over.

It was a close call. If he fell down, he would suffer. His heart was thumping in his chest. "How is it? Are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Ding Yiyi was also still in a state of shock, and had yet to react.

Ye Nianmo was worried, so he picked her up and put her on the sofa. He lifted up his ankle and checked it carefully. "You, why are you always so careless. If you fall down, you'll suffer."

Ding Yiyi watched as his hand gently pressed against her foot. She suddenly had an impulse. "You can stay by my side. That way, I won't fall down. I won't feel pain even if I fall down."

He looked up at her, amused, just as she looked down at him, her eyes meeting his, and his smile was still there, a gentle smile on his lips.

Suddenly, he was the first to turn his eyes away and stand up. His surroundings returned to its previous cold state. "It's nothing. Let's rest early."

Behind him, Ding Yiyi dejectedly lowered her eyes. She knew that he was cold because of her, but this was something she should have. Right now, she was atoning for her sins, she kept saying this to herself in her heart.

Inside the room, she sat on the bed in a daze, listening to the clock on the wall ticking away. Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, as if purposely reminding her that he was coming.

She lay down at once, flat on her back, face up, thinking that he had come in with a glass of red wine and then gone to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, as he had done for so long.

The footsteps drew closer and closer. He opened the door and deliberately slowed down his breathing. This time, he did not drink. Instead, he went directly to the bathroom. Soon, he heard the sound of water flowing in the bathroom.

He came out in his bathrobe and walked to the left side of the bed. He was used to sleeping on the left side, and when Ding Yiyibai hugged him, his ear would rest on his chest.

He lifted a corner of the blanket and lay down. Not long after, the sound of light breathing could be heard.

Ding Yiyi opened her eyes and turned her head to look at him, only to see a wide view of her back, as though she was looking at his rejection. Instantly, the corners of her eyes became moist.

He never slept with his back to her before, she thought, and he always held her in his arms, letting her put her cold feet on his legs in the winter, and in the summer they liked to feel the skin on each other's skin.

Sensing the slight sound of sobbing, Ye Nianmo's gentle breathing stopped for a moment. He opened his eyes and stood up, "What's wrong?

"Nothing, just sleep, I'm fine." Ding Yiyi wiped the tears from her cheeks and lay on her side on the bed with her back to him.

He didn't ask her why she was crying. He didn't take her in his arms as he always did, patting her on the back, telling her, "Don't be afraid, don't be sad, she's all there is to her."

With her back facing them, one of them was crying silently. The other was feeling her crying, even though her tears were wetting the bed. It was a painful expression on her face.

The next day, Ding Yiyi got up early to prepare breakfast. While she was frying the eggs, her hands were burned by the boiling oil. "Eat."

He hurried past her. "There's a meeting this morning. Sorry about what I should have told you earlier yesterday, so I won't eat. You have to eat properly."

Ding Yiyi's face stiffened. It took her quite some time to regain her composure. With a forced smile on her face, she replied, "So it's like that. It's alright. You have to remember to eat breakfast."

She followed her and stopped him when she saw some creases in the jacket on his shoulders. "Wait."

She walked up to him and stood on tiptoe to help him with the details. Then she took a step back and looked at him.

"Be careful when driving to work." Ye Nianmo said. Then, he raised his foot to leave, but was stopped.2

"I've already resigned." Ding Yiyi looked at him with some caution. "You can leave your job at the beginning of next month."

She still had a lot of things that she had yet to say. She wanted to apologize to him seriously and tell him that she would wholeheartedly sigh to him in the future. It was wrong to persist in her work and give him a child to make up for his pain this time.

She was sure that if he said one word, "Is that so?" Or "Why?" Then she would immediately tell him everything that was in her heart.

"It's up to you." Ye Nianmo looked at his watch. His tone didn't change much, then he carried his briefcase and left.

Outside the door, Ye Bo stood straight, "Young Master."

Ding Yiyi stopped in her tracks and just stood at the door watching him leave. She even felt that Ye Bo saw her awkwardness and wanted to chase after him.

Ye Nianmo left. He did not come back. Although he would come back at some time in the evening, returning home with difficulty and with the feeling of a mission was even more hurtful.

She turned around and walked slowly back to the table. The toaster made a noise and two pieces of toast that had been baked to a golden color popped out.

The next second, the toast along with the machine was thrown into the trash can. She indifferently picked up the dishes on the table and threw them into the trash can along with the plates and dishes.

When the plate shattered, the crisp sound made people panic. However, at this time, she was concealing an unusual pleasure within her.

There was nothing else to throw on the dining table. She held onto a corner of the dining table helplessly as her body slowly slid down and she squatted down to cry.

When they arrived at the company, they didn't see anyone. Ding Yiyi heard someone talking in the meeting room and walked over.

The door to the meeting room was not shut. All the colleagues were sitting inside. She suddenly appeared. Someone had seen her and the scene quieted down.

The person who was standing was none other than Shui Bei. She had cut short her black hair and dyed it with the color of chestnuts. She looked much more refined now.

"Long time no see." She walked in front of Ding Yiyi, extended her hand, and spoke in a low voice that only the two of them could hear, "You never would have thought that I would come back here one day. In the end, I am still here's Person in Power."

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