1606: C1606 Wealthy Marriage 1533

C1606 Wealthy Marriage 1533

Ye Nianmo pursed his lips and strode towards the buddhist hall. It was very quiet inside and outside the temple. The butler did not know whether to stop him or not. After all, both of them were the masters of Ye Family, so it was not good to not listen to either of them. The astute butler fell into a dilemma.

Ye Chuqing rushed over after hearing the news. She was worried that the two of them would clash again, and even more worried about Ding Yiyi.

"Big brother, you go back first. I'll have a good talk with grandma. We'll think it over carefully and we'll definitely save sister-in-law." "No," she said.

Ye Nianmo turned a deaf ear to her words. His eyes were calm as he bent his knees and slowly kneeled on the ground. His knees touched the cold marble floor.

When the servants who happened to pass by saw all of this, they were so shocked that the tray in their hands fell to the ground, spilling the soup for Fu Fengyi. For a moment, the air was filled with the smell of soup.

The servant gave her a look and quickly bent down to clean up. Ye Chuqing wanted to go and pull Ye Nianmo away, but she was so anxious that tears almost fell from her eyes, "Brother, hurry and get up."

"No need for further words." Ye Nianmo looked at the door of the buddhist hall with certainty.

Seeing that she couldn't persuade him, Ye Chuqing ran into the buddhist hall and anxiously looked for Fu Fengyi. "Grandma!"

Fu Fengyi's voice rang out, "Why are you making such a ruckus?" "What is it?"

"Grandmother! Big brother is kneeling outside, hurry up and go take a look. " She anxiously ran to her side and held her hand, wanting to walk outside.

Fu Fengyi's expression changed. "What is he doing!?" How is this possible!? "

Angry and anxious, she hammered her cane on the ground and walked out.

After taking a few steps, her back suddenly stiffened, and her life force seemed to have been extracted from her body. Seeing her standing there in confusion, Ye Chuqing shouted anxiously from behind her, "Grandmother!"

"If he wants to kneel, then let him kneel!" Fu Fengyi's voice was hoarse and lacking in confidence. She slowly turned around and walked in front of the Buddha statue, raising her head to look at it. "You can leave, I will not back down on this matter."

She looked at the Buddha statue and listened to the sound of her granddaughter's weeping as she left. The two meter tall Buddha statue had a solemn expression. The yellow smoke pillar was slowly burning as the sandalwood fragrance permeated the air, causing people to feel a sense of awe.

I hope that the children of Ye Family will be safe, safe and sound. " As he spoke, he began to recite the words outside the scripture in a pious manner.

Outside the buddhist hall, the servants stood in a row. Although the old lady had told the buddhist hall to be a quiet place, it was inevitable that the servants would pass by. The young master was kneeling there, and they could not pretend that nothing had happened.

The butler gathered all the servants, but on his young face was a look as fierce as a wolf, "From now on, no one is allowed to go to the buddhist hall. In addition, no one is to spread the news, otherwise, not only will you be expelled, understand?"

servants immediately nodded his head, under the instructions of his butler, they left one after another, and no one dared to discuss this matter anymore.

Outside the buddhist hall, Ye Chuqing couldn't persuade Ye Nianmo. She left while crying, and Ye Nianmo's world became quiet again.

He looked straight ahead. The anxiety from before had subsided, and the negative news had disappeared. The tranquility now allowed him to think of one thing.

If she was hurt, he would take care of her until she was well, and if she died, then he would follow her. It was as simple as that.

After kneeling for several hours, Ye Chuqing brought the tray closer. He was still kneeling, but his hands were clenched into fists by his side.

"Big brother, it's already night. Get up, it's enough." Her voice was hoarse, and she had obviously been crying.

Ye Nianmo looked clear-headed, but his back was still straight, "Leave."

When she heard that, she became even more anxious. "Why don't you just eat your meal first? Otherwise, you won't be able to take it anymore."

Ye Nianmo did not move. He stopped talking and looked straight ahead.

Ye Chuqing ran into the buddhist hall once again. On the table of the buddhist hall, Fu Fengyi had exquisite food placed in front of her, but she didn't move at all.

"Grandma, you can't do it like this. Eat a little more, or your body won't be able to take it anymore." Ye Chuqing looked at the untouched food on the table, tears rolling down her face from the pain in her heart.

Fu Fengyi had been stroking the beads in her hand all this time, so she only asked, "Is he still outside?"

She nodded with difficulty. "Yes, Grandmother."

Fu Fengyi let out a heavy sigh. She waved her hand towards Ye Chuqing, then closed her eyes and continued to stroke the buddhist beads, unwilling to speak.

It was late in the night and today's Ye Family was destined to be a sleepless night. Not far away from the buddhist hall, Xia Yihan covered her eyes with her hands as her eyes flowed out from within her slender fingers.

Ye Zimo silently embraced her. "Let's go."

"Is that all we can do? Is there no other way? " Xia Yihan sobbed. Since childhood, when had she made her son suffer so much?

She looked at the assured expression on Ye Zimo's face and knew that this was the best solution she could come up with. Unable to bear to watch any longer, she left with tears in her eyes.

Ye Nianmo saw his mother's tears and also saw his father's unnoticeable pain in his strict eyes. The pain in his knee numbed his nerves.

No one was around him. As long as he slightly shifted his thighs or sat down, no one would notice or dare to make a sound.

His back was very straight. It was unknown if he was already numb, or if he was struggling internally. Only he himself knew that this was a silent contest, and it was also punishing himself.

To punish himself for his indifference to Ding Yiyi, to punish him for making her cry and suffer for so many days. There is no such thing as important in the world. When you lose something at the same time, you will always find something more important to rely on.

As long as she was fine, the child's matter was not that important. He only wanted her to be fine.

In the buddhist hall, Fu Fengyi pinched the bridge of her nose, looking tired, "Is the child still outside?"

"Yes, madame." The butler replied. He handed her the blood pressure lowering medicine, "Madame, you should go rest first."

She shook her head. "I will be staying here tonight. You can go to sleep first. Don't send anyone to serve me tonight."

The butler did not dare disobey her, "Yes, madame."

He came out of the buddhist hall and bowed towards Ye Nianmo before leaving. When he arrived at the corner, he instructed the servant to prepare supper for the two Ye Family.

That night, no one fell asleep. Everyone couldn't sleep, so they thought about Ye Nianmo, who was kneeling outside the buddhist hall.

Ding Yiyi was very hungry. She sat on the windowsill, unable to muster any strength in her weak body. His face was pale, and his stomach, which had not eaten yet, spasmed from time to time.

Her lips were horribly dry, covered with layers of white skin and streaked with blood.

Grandmother was really going to starve her. Regardless of her, her sins were not forgiven.

She smiled, and her mouth lightly drew an arc. Her dry lips split open, and beads of snow gushed out from the wound as she licked all of the blood away.

Sensing the protest coming from her bloody stomach, not only did it not alleviate her thirst, but it made her even hungrier. She opened her eyes, which were bloodshot from lack of sleep.

Finally, her limp body moved. She stood up and walked towards the bathroom. When he opened the water tank, there was no more water inside.

She reached out and wiped her hand on the wall of the water tank. Her fingers were stained with droplets of water that had not evaporated in time.

He licked the water droplets off his fingers bit by bit. Not only did his lips not recover, they even caused his wounds to open up again.

She went back to the window. Despite the physical pain, her heart was strangely calm. This was her fault. She had chosen the wrong path. Even if Ye Family didn't forgive her and even if she had to pay with her life, she would have no regrets.

In the last moments of his life, other than Ye Nianmo in his mind, there was the man opposite him. Even more terrifying than death was the loneliness of being unable to see the end.

Outside the window, the sky was gray and the moon hung in the distance. Half of it was hidden in the clouds while the other half glowed with white light.

A light lit up in the room on the second floor of the opposite villa, and a figure flashed by. Ding Yiyi found that the man had never been confined to his bed, and had even woken up at the same time every day.

After the man got up, he opened the door and walked out. Not long later, he returned. This time, instead of taking the coffee and sitting at the table to write, he took out a box from the closet.

Is he leaving? Ding Yiyi suddenly felt very sad. How she had accompanied him to walk the last part of his life with her.0

The man opened the wardrobe and swiftly put the clothes into the box. Then he walked over to the table and put away all the items.

In a daze, he seemed to glance in their direction and then pulled the curtain shut.

Ding Yiyi's world had turned completely gray. She stared at the beige landscape curtain, which had been imprinted with mountain water for a while. However, the curtain never opened again.

With the man gone, her life should be coming to an end, right? She calmly looked up at the sky, waiting for the moment that was hers.

When the sun rose, the sunlight shone down on her, coating her body with a layer of golden radiance, like an angel that had fallen from the sky.

Ye Family

The heavy door of the buddhist hall was pushed open, and the butler carried Fu Fengyi out.

In just one night, she seemed to have aged quite a bit. It was as if all the oil in her body had dried up. Looking at her beloved grandson kneeling in front of her, she only said one sentence, "No. 14, 13 seats in Golden Forest Garden."

After she finished speaking, she looked at her grandson's eyes that instantly burst out with radiance and lightly added, "From now on, you and her no longer need to come to see me."

The radiance in Ye Nianmo's eyes gradually dimmed. He slowly got up and immediately kneeled down again, making a heavy sound when his knee hit the ground.

Sensing that Fu Fengyi's arm had instantly stiffened, the butler released her hand and stepped forward to help the young master up.

Ye Nianmo waved his hand and slowly stood up. The knees that were bent could not straighten for a moment. After a while, his tottering body finally came to a stop.

He bowed deeply towards Fu Fengyi, and when he straightened up, his eyes were filled with determination.

Watching her grandson's back as he left, Fu Fengyi turned around and returned to the buddhist hall. In the buddhist hall, the only thing that didn't change was the eyes of the Buddha statue.

She looked into those eyes and thought of the person she loved the most.

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