C1601 Wealthy Marriage 1528
"Old madam, please calm down." The butler turned to the two servants and said sternly, "Hurry up and apologize!"
One of the servants immediately apologized. It was so hard to find work now, Ye Family was a very good job, she didn't want to lose it.
The butler's eyes swept across the other servant, and seeing her hesitant expression, and how she did not say anything, he said, "There is already a rule in the Ye Family Code, you can't casually stir up trouble!"
"Madam, I'll bring the two of them down now." He gave the two of them a look and told them to follow him. Fu Fengyi might not be angry tomorrow, so there was still room for discussion.
"Wait a minute!" Fu Fengyi spoke up. She looked at the servant who wanted to say something, but was silent, "I'm not someone who can throw a tantrum. It seems that you think I'm mistaken. Then tell me, is today's words true?"
"Madam, it's true that Miss Chu Qing came to see Madam the other day and said that Young Master and Young Mistress had an argument, so Madam rushed over. I heard Young Madame personally say that she had let the child go, and it was not long ago."
Regardless if it was true or false, it was already going to change the heavens if placed with Ye Family. He hurriedly gave the servant a meaningful glance, signalling her to stop talking.
Fu Fengyi was furious. She chanted scriptures every day just so Ding Yiyi could become pregnant with a child of Ye Family. If she couldn't give birth to the child, then that was fine.
"Get Yihan here!" Fu Fengyi was so angry that she threw the buddhist beads she had been playing with to the ground.
Xia Yihan was in the studio. Normally, no one would come and disturb her at this hour, but the doorbell outside rang again and again. Feeling that something was going to happen, she pressed a button on the table.
The door opened on its own. Seeing the butler walk in anxiously, she put down her work and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The madame is angry and wants you to go." The butler had been warned by Fu Fengyi not to mention anything the maid had said to Xia Yihan. He could only look at Xia Yihan worriedly.
Xia Yihan immediately put down what she was doing, wiped her hands, and went to see Fu Fengyi. In the hall, she was indeed very angry when she saw Fu Fengyi. It had been a long time since she had seen her this angry.
"Mom." She walked quickly up to her. "Can't sleep at night?"
Fu Fengyi stared straight into her eyes, "Yihan, mom has something to ask you. I want you to promise me first that you won't lie to me. If you lie to me, then after my life dies, I will suffer countless hardships!"
Xia Yihan was so frightened that she hastily pulled her hand to stop her. "Mom, what are you talking about? I will never lie to you."
"Yi Yi is pregnant with a child, but the miscarriage is lost." Fu Fengyi smelled it.
Xia Yihan was shocked. She wondered how she would know. For a moment, she didn't know how to react, but she finally understood why she was so angry.
Seeing her like this, Fu Fengyi already knew in her heart. Her heart was like a rock sinking to the bottom of the sea, getting colder and colder, more and more desperate, her voice trembling a little. "Tell your mother, is this true?"
"Mommy! That child was just confused for a moment, and she has her own difficulties too. Anyway, since she's pregnant, it means that there's no problem with the two of them and the child will still have it. " Xia Yihan could only comfort her.
Fu Fengyi stood up, her face livid with anger. "Nonsense!" Those are the descendants of Ye Family, when it's her turn to make the decision, Nianmo is truly a child, how can he tolerate her making such a decision, these two children are really too much! "
Xia Yihan remained silent. If Fu Fengyi knew about this, even Ye Nianmo would not know about it. He could only hide it from her now, and let Fu Fengyi vent her anger by taking one step at a time.
After messing around for the most part of the night, fortunately Xia Yihan was able to persuade her to go to sleep. However, Fu Fengyi was unable to sleep soundly the entire night, so she got up early the next morning without any servants to follow her, allowing the driver to drive her to Ye Group.
At the Ye Group entrance, the security guard looked at the delicately dressed old lady. Although the other party seemed to be very wealthy, the CEO wasn't someone who could see her whenever she wanted to. If everyone came and claimed that she was his grandma, the CEO wouldn't be so busy right now.
"Please wait a moment. Take a seat first. I'll have the people at the front desk go ask." The security guard wasn't sure what to do, so he first stabilized the old woman in front of him. He let her sit down to rest for a while, then he sent someone to ask President Assistant Ye to check if the CEO's grandma was real.
The number of times Fu Fengyi came to Ye Group could be counted on one hand. He was not sure why she came this time, so he hurriedly brought his secretary to stay. When he saw Fu Fengyi in the hall, he hurried to welcome her.
"Nice to meet you, madame. Director Ye is now at the international shopping mall. He returned about an hour ago." Ye Bo said as he helped to persuade Ye Nianmo, "If there's an urgent matter, I'll call Director Ye right now."
Although Fu Fengyi was angry, she would definitely not put up a fight for her dignity outside. She suppressed her anger and said, "Work is more important, I'll just wait for him."
Ye Bo didn't dare to say anything else. He got his secretary to support the old man and personally escorted him to the living room reserved for the president. Then, he poured a cup of good West Lake Longjing for the old man.
"Little Bo, go back to your work. Let this Little Girl stay with me." Fu Fengyi spoke up.
Ye Bo nodded, "Madame, if you need anything, you can ask Little Zhou."
After Ye Bo left, Fu Fengyi looked at the girl beside her. "Child, I have something to ask you."
The secretary swallowed her saliva. The CEO grandma was much bigger than the CEO and the CEO. How could she dare to say no? She thought to herself that no matter what the boss asked, she had to answer carefully.
"I would like to ask, recently, your CEO has been working very hard. Is there anyone who is particularly concerned?" Fu Fengyi asked. She had thought about it for the entire night, how could she, a grandson, love a child as much as she did? How could she let Ding Yiyi have an abortion?
The secretary thought for a moment before replying. "The CEO has been very busy lately, working overtime, and I think …" She wasn't sure if she should share her observations.
Fu Fengyi didn't ignore the hesitation on her face. "Speak up, child. What do you think?"
The secretary felt that the other party was very amiable, so he told her everything he had seen these days. "I'm afraid that the CEO and Madam aren't on good terms recently."
Worried that the other party would say that she had sowed discord between them, she quickly added, "It must be that I misjudged her. It's just that one night, I happened to go back to the company to retrieve my stuff. Then, I saw the Madam crying as she stood at the door of the CEO's office. She didn't go in, but she left in a hurry."
Fu Fengyi no longer spoke as another possibility appeared in her mind. Perhaps her grandson didn't know that Ding Yiyi had killed his child and had done all of this by himself.
The secretary saw that the old man in front of her suddenly stood up and started to walk towards the door. He hurriedly followed her, afraid that he had said something wrong.
Seeing Fu Fengyi walk to the elevator door without looking back, getting on the elevator and leaving, she hurriedly ran to Ye Bo's office and found out that he had gone to a meeting, so she could only wait at the door of his office.
Downstairs, the driver hurriedly opened the door for Fu Fengyi, who was walking over. He waited for the others to get in before he closed the door.
Fu Fengyi was in the car making the call. When he got in, he happened to hear some orders from her. The driver looked forward in surprise. He did not understand what he had just heard. What was the madame doing?
Ding Yiyi's house
She sat in the living room. She was the only person in the house, and no one else would come except for Sister Zhang for the three meals.
There was a sound from outside the door. She got up and went to the peephole to see what was going on. The door was forcefully smashed open by someone, and five or six black-clothed people rushed in.
"What are you all doing!" She backed away from them, glancing at her cell phone on the table.
"Please come with us." A tall black man said in English as he went up to Ding Yiyi and carried her out of the room.
The neighbor passing by scolded them, "What are you guys doing? Let her go."
The black man didn't care about her. He signaled to the people around him with his eyes and carried Ding Yiyi out.
Ding Yiyi refused to give up and struggled desperately. The scene was a mess, and one of her high heels had fallen off as well.
The black guy who was holding her directly knocked her out, put her on his shoulder and walked out. Someone else shouted, "You're crazy! It's not like you don't know her identity, how can you make a move!"
"Do you think the old lady will call us in if she is sufficiently pampered?" The black man glanced at his teammates and was the first to walk out of the house.
As Ding Yiyi sat in the car, she felt pain in the back of her neck and a little consciousness. She could feel that someone was driving at the back of the car.
Her first impression was that she had been kidnapped, but the last few words from the man had confused her. Feeling the speed of the car, her consciousness slowly leaving her body, she fainted.
She was carried out of the car, and then up the steps. There was a knock on the door, and then the sound of a door opening.
The person who was carrying her talked to the other person in English for a bit, and then she was carried inside. At that moment, she smelled a faint incense.
She was very familiar with this type of incense. She had smelled it on Fu Fengyi before. One of them had heard that there was a very rare and unique incense that came from an Indian master.
When her body touched a warm place, she felt her big hands being pulled away, followed by the sound of footsteps.
The back of his neck was still in excruciating pain. His eyeballs rolled under his thin eyelids and then slowly opened up. It was as if he was surrounded by strangers.
It did not look abandoned like he had imagined. Instead, it was a house that had been meticulously decorated. The style was European and American with a soft blanket on the ground. There was a piano not far away.0
However, there was still a moist smell in the air. Normally, there wouldn't be many people living here.
She stood up and stretched her muscles, intending to find a phone to contact Ye Nianmo. Otherwise, he would definitely be very worried.
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