1605: C1605 Wealthy Marriage 1532

C1605 Wealthy Marriage 1532

But soon, not only the single driveway, even the cars in the three or four lane had stopped. The scene was completely silent.

No one sounded the horn to denounce why the Porsche was parked in the middle of the road. Everyone waited in silence, waiting for the kid on the board to reach the other side of the sidewalk.

Finally, the Porsche pulled away and he headed down another street, soon disappearing from sight.

Ye Nianmo held the steering wheel with one hand and his chin with the other. The wedding ring on his finger scraped his skin.

How long had it been since he'd thought of that poor child? Ever since the incident with Ding Yiyi, all he could think of was how to find her, and he actually no longer hated her.

There was nothing of equal importance in the world. When you lost something at the same time, you could always find someone you relied on in your heart.

The car suddenly sped up, and before long, the roof of Ye Family Great House could faintly be seen.

"Young Master." The butler followed him.

Ye Nianmo walked straight into the buddhist hall and pushed open the door. The butler could only stay outside the buddhist hall and wait for orders.

Fu Fengyi was reciting a scripture. Her eyes were closed, and her face had a serene expression. When she saw someone coming, she only opened her eyes to glance at him once before closing her eyes again.

This was the first time Ye Nianmo felt very anxious. The scripture made him feel pain and uneasiness, he really wanted to stop this.

"The belief in Buddha is not because of how magical it is, but because it can find the true meaning of its existence in faith." Fu Fengyi said slowly.

"Grandmother!" Ye Nianmo said in a deep voice, "Give Yiyi back to me."

She opened her eyes and looked at the Buddha statue. "Impossible. Grandmother is doing this for your own good."

Her lips pursed into a straight line. When she turned around, the line slightly loosened up. "Divorce her, or ask another woman to serve you."

"I won't choose either one." Ye Nianmo said. It was impossible for the two to talk any longer. He turned around and left angrily.

Not long after, Ye Chuqing heard the news and rushed over, "Brother!" She still didn't know that Fu Fengyi had taken Ding Yiyi away. Seeing that Ding Yiyi hadn't followed her, she asked, "You and sister-in-law haven't made up yet?"

Ye Nianmo patted her head. For his sister, whom he doted on the most, how could he bear to make her fall into such a dilemma?

"Brother!" Ye Chuqing protested that she was always treated like a child. "Is there anything I can do to help? "Sister-in-law didn't do it on purpose. I believe that you all will still have children in the future."

Ye Nianmo looked at her with a gentle gaze, "I believe it too."

With that, he straightened his sleeves and left. Ye Chuqing looked at his back and had a bad premonition.

She looked in the direction Ye Nianmo came from. It was Grandma's room. Maybe Grandma had a way? As she thought of this, she also walked towards the buddhist hall.

Fu Fengyi didn't like to be disturbed while she was reciting Buddhist scriptures, even if it was her most beloved grandson and granddaughter. Ye Chuqing sat outside the buddhist hall, intending to wait for Fu Fengyi to recite the scripture before entering.

Not long later, Fu Fengyi's voice came from the buddhist hall. At first, she thought someone was talking to her grandma at the buddhist hall, but after listening to a few sentences, she realized that her grandma was talking to herself.

What was Grandma saying? She was curious for a moment, so she went to the door to listen. The moment she heard it, she was immediately scared out of her wits.

"Buddha, please bless our Ye Family and descendants to be healthy and healthy. Please bless Nianmo to find a new woman to work with for the rest of his life. I know that I have committed a great sin and I want to starve my grandson's wife to death, but at the same time, I will use my own life to atone for it.

Ye Nianmo sat in the car and did not immediately leave Ye Family. Not far away, there was a figure that gradually grew and ran towards him.

As his figure became clearer, he realized that it was Ye Chuqing. With a panicked expression, she was still wearing the cotton slippers that only the buddhist hall wore. It was unknown what she was shouting about.

Feeling that things had changed, he opened the car door and walked over to her. "Chu Qing?"

"Grandmother! Grandmother is preparing to starve to death for sister-in-law! " Ye Chuqing said this sentence with great difficulty, then panted heavily and tried to organize her words, "I'm going to the Buddhist hall to look for Grandma, I heard her talk to the Buddha statue, saying that she's going to starve my sister-in-law to death, then follow my sister-in-law!"

Before he could finish, Ye Nianmo took out his phone and dialed a number, "Find her, no matter the cost, find her!"

Ye Chuqing, who was at the side, could no longer hold it in. After he hung up the phone, she immediately said, "I'll go look for Mom!"

"No need." Ye Nianmo said coldly, "It's useless."

He turned around and got into the car. The car quickly turned around and headed towards the front.

Ding Yiyi licked her somewhat dry lips. Her mind was a mess, sometimes she thought of everything, sometimes she thought of nothing, sometimes she could not think of anything.

It was very late outside the window, around ten o'clock. She walked over to the window and looked out with her hands on the railing.

There was another villa across the street. It was a Byzantine style building and a person was walking past the window on the second floor.

It was a man, bare-chested, and there was a small basket in the room. He was shooting.

Ding Yiyi retracted her gaze. She did not intend to seek help. She thought that it was probably because her grandmother was too angry and wanted to punish her. Once her grandmother's anger subsided, she would probably let her go.

She sighed and sat back down on the bed. Her stomach was growling with hunger, and her mouth was getting dry. She curled up under the blanket, closed her eyes and slowly fell asleep.

The next day, she woke up early. She was hungry, and her stomach rumbled and her intestines seemed to be churning.

"Hai." When she spoke, she realized that her voice was hoarse. She licked her lips until they were dry, then got up and walked to the bathroom.

Turning on the tap, a gurgling sound came from the water pipe, but not a single drop of water came out. Her gaze was focused on the water tank of the toilet.

When she opened the toilet tank, she was pleasantly surprised to find that there was still a third of the water in it. She didn't have time to worry about whether the water was dirty or not, she used her hands to scoop some water and quickly drank it.

The feeling of the water running down her throat made her feel as if she had been reborn. Seeing the water flowing through the gaps between her fingers, she felt a bit pained.

After drinking the water and feeling strong enough, she went back to her room and looked out the window at the sky, wondering when her grandmother would calm down.

She wasn't angry about what Fu Fengyi had done. She only thought that as long as her grandma could forgive her, Nianmo would forgive her.

The sudden light on the second floor opposite attracted her attention. It was the man, and she saw him get up, his strong body wrapped in a bathrobe.

He didn't seem to wake up. He sat on the bed for a while, then stood up and walked to the other side. He actually put the coffee machine in the room, Ding Yiyi thought in astonishment.

Not long later, the man walked to the window with a cup of coffee in his hand. His gaze seemed to be intentionally looking in the other direction.

Ding Yiyi was so frightened that she shrunk to the side. She thought the other person probably didn't see her, so she walked back to the bed. Not long after, she felt bored and went to the window again.

The man was still drinking his coffee. He didn't pay too much attention to the other side. He was wearing a white shirt and had a string of things around his wrist that he couldn't see clearly because of the distance.

Ding Yiyi looked into the man's eyes and suddenly felt that he looked like a person. By the way, the man on the desk.

She stared at the man. Although she couldn't see him clearly because of the distance, she felt that he was becoming more and more similar to the photograph she had found at home and the man in the charred frame.

The man finished his coffee and left. He did not appear in the room for a long time. When he reappeared, he had a book in his hand.

Ding Yiyi was alone in her room, unable to do anything. Naturally, she was interested in what the person in front of her was doing.

She saw the man sitting in front of the window. He placed the book on the left side of the window and then slightly lowered his head. In his hand was a pen. She had no idea what he was writing.

"There aren't many people who use a pen to write anything these days." Ding Yiyi was lost in thought as she stared at the other party's posture.

She thought of Ye Nianmo and wondered if he would be very worried. He would definitely be worried. Otherwise, how could she think of a way to get the person on the other side to report a message to him?

Such a thought flashed across her mind. She didn't want the relationship between Ye Nianmo and Fu Fengyi to get any worse. Besides, she already saw this matter as her punishment and felt at ease.

At that moment, the man stood up. She gathered her thoughts and saw him open the door and leave.1

The feeling of hunger was unbearable. There was everything in the room, except for food. She looked around and found an ornament on the bookshelf.

The ornament was a stainless steel semicircle. Inside stood a doll in a wedding dress. She took the doll out and carried the stainless steel into the bathroom.

There was not much water left in the water tank. She carefully scooped up a bit and licked the water droplets off the stainless steel before finishing the water as if it were a treasure.

The water eased the burning sensation in her throat, but it didn't ease her hunger. She could only look out the window again. Opposite him, the man had already returned to his room. He was still sitting by the bed, writing.

What was he writing, so serious? This thought flashed through her mind and was then replaced by Ye Nianmo's shadow.

There were a lot of things that had to be done. That man was really similar to Ye Nianmo. Even though they were separated by such a great distance, just looking at his figure was still very surprising.

On the other side, Ye Nianmo was in a desperate situation. No matter what, he couldn't find Ding Yiyi. Every minute was torture to him.

He returned to the Ye Family early in the morning with the butler following closely behind him. He lowered his voice and said, "Young Master, the madame has instructed. She doesn't see anyone right now, especially you."

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