1613: C1613 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1540

C1613 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1540

"You deserve to die!" Ye Zimo gritted her teeth and these words came out. She stepped forward, grabbed Ye Nianmo's collar, and punched him in the jaw.

Ye Nianmo's jaw immediately swelled up. He lowered his head slightly, but did not respond to the pain. He looked as if he could do anything.

Ye Zimo watched with a belly full of fire, but just as she was about to continue beating him up, she heard the sound of hurrying heels and Xia Yihan's dissuading voice. "Zimo, calm down."

Ye Zimo, who had already punched, couldn't keep her fist. Seeing Xia Yihan pounce on Ye Nianmo, she was worried that her beloved woman would be hit. He wanted to break the power of her fist, but it was obviously too late.

The fist didn't land on Xia Yihan's body. The dispirited Ye Nianmo stretched out his hand to grasp his fist. With a cold sullen expression, he said, "If I didn't intercept your fist, would you hit my mom?"

Ye Zimo's expression was terrible as she said furiously, "It's all because of you!"

"It wasn't because of me when I was young, was it?" Ye Nianmo sneered and let go of his hand. He turned around and walked upstairs.

Ye Zimo frowned and said coldly, "Who allowed you to leave?"

"Zimo!" Xia Yihan said warmly as she took his arm and pulled him towards her. "Let's go."

He did not resist and gradually restrained his anger as he obediently followed her out of the door.

Just as he got into the car, he looked out the window and asked, "Do you still remember how I bullied you before? Will you never forget it, like that child? "

Xia Yihan was taken aback. She looked at the driver sitting in the driver's seat and tapped him on the shoulder. "What are you talking about?"

The driver had stayed in the Ye Family for a long time, so he knew what he could and couldn't hear. At this time, he immediately obediently got off the car and smoked a few steps away from the car.

When Xia Yihan saw his focused gaze on her, she knew that she had to answer that question today.

"I really haven't forgotten." She lowered her head. "How can I forget the tears that have flowed in my heart before?"

Ye Zimo raised her eyebrows and clenched her fists by her side. Then, the small hand covering her own fist caused him to be stunned.

"But." Xia Yihan looked at him with a faint smile, the wrinkles at the corner of her eyes deepened as she moved. "People always remember pain, which makes them cherish their present happiness more. I feel very, very happy when I think that we can slowly age."

Before she could finish, her head was grabbed. A kiss filled with heat, guilt, and love was imprinted on her face. It was like a thunderstorm that came in a hurry and no one had time to prepare for it.

Her lips curled up as she whispered, "It's the same as when I was young."

The driver outside the car looked at his watch and felt that it was about time. He took the initiative to open the door, and his wife shyly pushed the old master away.

Facing the cold gaze of the old master, the driver wailed as he calculated that this job had finally been accomplished today.

In the room, Ye Chuqing saw all this from the window. Suddenly, she heard Sissel's voice coming from behind. She turned her head and saw Ding Yiyi rushing into the bathroom.

A sound of vomiting came from the bathroom. She was worried that she had hit her head in a car accident, so she hurried over. "I'll call the doctor and my brother."

Ding Yiyi grabbed her sleeve. "Don't scream."

Do you want to stop calling me brother or do you want to call me a doctor? She didn't understand, so she accompanied her sister-in-law, patting her on the back to help her get better.

When Ding Yiyi returned to her bed and fell asleep again, she went out. As soon as she went out, she saw Ye Nianmo standing at the door. It looked like he had been standing there for a long time.

"Big brother." She didn't know what to say, so she could only lean to the side, opening a path. "Sister-in-law just fell asleep."

Ye Nianmo nodded silently and patted her shoulder. "Go back."

Ye Chuqing watched him walk into the room and cover the door. She then listened to him, and the room was quiet. There were no sounds coming out, everything was as quiet as still water.

In the room, Ye Nianmo stood beside the bed. He was only one arm's width away from her. As long as he bent down and stretched out his hand, he could easily hold her in his arms.

Her gentle and mischievous hair would wrap around his neck, the fragrance of her body would quietly lurk on top of him, and her bell-like laughter could open his heart. However, all of this was locked inside her ice-cold heart.

"I just wanted to give you the best." His voice was very light as he spoke softly to the woman who was sleeping soundly on the bed, but his long, curly eyelashes were trembling uncontrollably. He then turned around and left.

The door opened once again, and the figure that he was standing on lengthened, and the faint smell of potions followed him out of the room.

When his scent was no longer in the room, Ding Yiyi opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling with empty eyes.

The passage of time was like a colourful bubble. She entered a bubble called Work Dreams, which grew larger and larger. She tried a lot to make the bubble even more colorful, but one day, the bubble broke and she fell into the real world.

She gently touched her belly as memories of her dream flooded her memory. She lifted her hand and the needle on the back of her hand pulled at her blood vessel, bringing with it a bit of pain. Soon the blood flowed back through the needle and slowly rose up through the long and thin pipe.

She pulled out the needle and the needle fell to the ground. She rolled over and continued to close her eyes. There was a deep sense of despair in her eyes.

Three days later, Shui Bei had been feeling uneasy for the past few days. Although nothing had happened, she still felt very uneasy.

"Director Shui, the plane ticket information you requested has been sent to your phone." Du Ya pushed the door and entered.

"Xiaoya." She opened her mouth and hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Has Yiyi been looking for you these past few days?"

Du Ya shook her head with confusion in her eyes. It seemed that Ding Yiyi didn't go looking for her, nor did she tell her anything. Disappointed, Shui Bei gestured for them to leave the room.

A phone suddenly rang from the table, giving her a fright. She hurriedly picked it up without even looking at the caller ID, "It's you?" Didn't this batch just enter? "… Okay, set a time."

After hanging up the phone, she stared at the red phone for a while before hurriedly taking the bag on the table and leaving the office.

At the teahouse again, the man had arrived a long time ago. He stood up and greeted with a smile, "Boss Shui looks pretty good. I think you'll be rich soon."

Shui Bei was in a bad mood as she had only slept for three to four hours every day for the past few days. Naturally, she did not have the effort to deal with him, "Didn't I just give you a batch of payment orders last time?"

"There's a big business deal this time. I saw your sincerity, so I wanted to discuss with you whether you should do this or not."

Shui Bei took a cigarette out of her cigarette case and asked casually while she looked for a lighter, "Stop being suspenseful, what do you say?"

"There is a good amount of fabric outside the borders of the sea. They are all for a line of big brands and are all worth this amount." The man raised three hands and shook them. "Three million."

She raised her eyebrows and slowed down in her search for a lighter, "Don't scam me, is this thing of unknown origin?"

This is cloth, and it's not anything else. It came to me because there was a problem when I went through the customs, so I didn't need to tell you about it. Even if I did, you wouldn't understand.

He looked at Shui Bei's surprised expression and lowered his voice, "This is much better than the small fights between us who take several tens of thousands at a time and take several tens of thousands at a time. Ah, 700 thousand, you can always buy a room in the Dongjiang City, it's not tiring at all to blow it away."

Shui Bei was moved, but her suspicious personality kept her awake. She lit up her cigarette again and took a deep drag. "Why don't you eat it yourself?"

"How am I going to eat them myself? They cost 1 million, but I don't have that much money now, so I'm looking for you. And your company also needs it. Who knows when you're going to pack it into the company?"

Shui Bei stubbed out her cigarette. "I don't have that much money." She got up and was about to leave when she was stopped.

"You didn't. Your company does." The man grinned and retracted his hand. "After you get this, transfer a portion of the money first. I'll give you the money first, about three days. In three days, all the money will be in place. Everything will be gone without a trace."

As if afraid that she didn't believe him, the man took out a check from his handbag. "You see, I've prepared my own."

Shui Bei glanced at it and saw that there were indeed five hundred thousand yuan on the list. She was really tempted, the company did get a huge order yesterday, which coincidentally had five hundred thousand yuan in cash, and had not even given her the finance yet. If she dragged it out for three days, the money would be repaid as soon as she got it, and then everything would be fine.

"How is it? Have you made up your mind?" The man urged her anxiously.

"I want six, you want four, otherwise I won't talk." Shui Bei sat back in her seat, raising her chin as she spoke.

"How can that be? You're taking advantage of the situation!" Of course the man would not agree. The same amount of money was missing so much.

However, when he saw that Shui Bei was about to leave, the man thought for a while before stomping his feet heavily on the ground, "Okay!" Who told me that I really need it now. "0

Shui Bei's heart was thumping loudly as they chatted. Even when she was driving, her mind was still restless as she drove straight up the mountain. She didn't expect that she would arrive at the wealthiest district in terms of Dongjiang City and land prices.

Through the overbearing front door, she could still see a corner of the lawn. In Dongjiang City, which was an inch of land was worth several million, this was the place where she could only buy one toilet even if she had seven hundred thousand.

There was the sound of a car behind her. She subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror, then at the license plate, she could no longer remain calm. It was his car.

She watched the car slow down. The windows were open, and his profile was still attractive as he passed her car and disappeared around the corner.

"Hello, Mr Ye." The security guard stepped forward and greeted, "Is the owner of the Mercedes-Benz outside your door your friend? She seems to have been watching you. "

Ye Nianmo put the card on the timer and casually replied, "No."

When he returned home, Sister Zhang was there as well. "Madam still hasn't said anything today. However, we've all had our three meals on time and have eaten a lot. I'm currently reading upstairs on the balcony."

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