1614: C1614 Wealthy Marriage 1541

C1614 Wealthy Marriage 1541

He nodded, took off his suit jacket, and went upstairs to the roof.

Ding Yiyi was wearing a thin cardigan with her back facing the door. Her head was neatly placed there, just like Alice in Wonderland.

He walked in front of her and allowed her to see that he was the only one in the world. You want me to apologize? Or what do you want me to do? "

Ding Yiyi tilted her head, her lips pursed tightly, showing no intention of opening her mouth.

A big hand stubbornly locked onto her sharp chin. Ye Nianmo looked depressed, "Don't take your eyes off me."

He looked at her and discovered that there was no trace of himself in her eyes, nor was there any warmth. His heart ached, and he took a step back. He could not help but loosen the grip on his hand.

Hearing the flustered and exasperated footsteps, Ding Yiyi once again cast her gaze into the distance.

The next day, in the quiet private room of the teahouse, Shui Bei placed a locked safe on the table. "Three days, I will definitely put this money back."

"Relax, you still don't believe me?" The man reached out to grab the box, but a slender hand pressed down on him.

"No, I think it's still risky." The unease in Shui Bei's heart grew stronger.

The man patiently advised, "We've been working together for such a long time, and you already got the money. Don't be afraid if you want to do something. Besides, this isn't a crime, it's just normal business."

Shui Bei looked at the man before her and slowly let go of his hand.

When she returned to the office from the teahouse, she saw Governor Gao sitting inside the office the moment she pushed open the door.

"This is my office, Governor Gao." Annoyed, she stepped forward and covered some papers, staring at her.

Governor Gao stood up and cleared his throat. "I told you before, this is Ye Nianmo De Corporation."

Shui Bei looked at him suspiciously. "What are you talking about? So what? Can't I stay in his company?"

She had just finished speaking when a serious voice came from behind her, "Miss Shui, we've received a report from a staff member of this company saying that you are suspected of embezzling public funds. Please come with us now."

She looked at the man in the law enforcement uniform with disbelief. How could that be? She had clearly only given the money to someone else half an hour ago, how did she know about it now?

Governor Gao looked at her quietly from the side. She suddenly jumped towards the table, picked up her handbag and rummaged through it desperately. In the end, she just poured out everything inside and called her cell.

"Hello, the number you have dialed is empty."

"No, I've already given him all the money. I'll go and get it back now. It'll be fine as long as I get it back."

She held onto her phone and looked at the law enforcer with a pitiful expression. Seeing that he was unyielding, she hurriedly said, "I'll put the money on the mat first. I'll go get the money now."

Cold shackles were placed on her wrists. Outside the door, all the employees watched silently.

"No, I'm not lying!" Shui Bei tried to explain that her wrists had been handcuffed so hard that they were bleeding, but no one came to help her.

Almost everyone was watching her as she walked out of the building. Just as she was about to get into the police car, a man in a suit across the street caught her attention.

He just stood there, not caring even if he knew she was looking at him, his serious face watching a commotion that had nothing to do with him.

It was one of Ye Nianmo's men, the one called Ye Bo. Shui Bei's heart was beating rapidly. Suddenly, she broke free from her grasp and ran crazily across the street. She wanted to ask him if Ye Nianmo had set up a trap for her to enter the set himself.

The emergency brake sounded at this moment, and a part of the windscreen of the truck was pushed down. The driver got out of the truck and looked at the woman in the pool of blood with a sad face, "It's not my fault, I'm not fast, but she ran right in front of me, I can't stop in time, oh my god, what's going on!"

Shui Bei lay quietly. There was a stone on the ground that hurt her back. Pure liquid flowed out from her torn wound. Her pupils were unfocused, until a pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes.

Leather shoes stood outside the pool of blood, crisply separating them. Suddenly, she heard a sigh, a sigh that was very far away, but it immediately drifted in and out of existence.

His ears rumbled noisily, and the eyes that were staring at him for a long time did not close. Slowly, a strange color colored his blood-red back.

Ye Group, Ye Nianmo hung up the phone. His secretary was waiting to report to him about his work, but seeing that he seemed to be in a bad mood, he remained silent on the side with a meaningful look in his eyes.

He got up and walked over to the window, as if he were looking out at the view, and after a few seconds paced back to his desk and sat down again.

During the peak hours of the afternoon, the road was very crowded. The car owners were bored out of their minds as they held onto the steering wheel, hoping that the queue in front of them would shorten so that they could smoothly return home.

Ye Nianmo frowned as he placed one hand on the steering wheel. His eyes looked to be deep in thought. Since Shui Bei's matter was over, how was he going to fix the rift between him and Ding Yiyi?

This thought made him feel depressed, and he was defeated by a sense of powerlessness.

When he got home, he went to see her as usual, but the room was empty, and his impatience was replaced by panic and anger.

"Old master?" Sister Zhang came out of the kitchen wiping her hands. She was surprised to see that he looked like he was about to eat someone.

"I told you not to let her go out alone." He spoke word by word. His nose seemed to have smelled the car oil again. The sound of the engine roared in his ears. Those sounds and smells disappeared, appeared, weakened and then suddenly intensified.

Sister Zhang knew her employer, Miss Ye, was usually serious and didn't like to talk, but she was a good person. When had she ever seen him so angry? She was also frightened, and even her tone had a hint of fear in it as she said, "Miss Ye came to take her away. Master, I was just about to tell you."

The pungent gasoline smell that lingered at the tip of his nose was gone, as was the shrill roar of the engine. He was the only one left breathing.

He closed his eyes and his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "Sorry, Sister Zhang." After saying that, he walked up the stairs without looking back. Not long later, the door to the study closed and did not open for several hours.

In Ye Family Garden, Hai Ziyu had already grown long hair. The wind had blown it all the way up to her eyes, and Ye Chuqing saw that she was sticking closely to Ding Yiyi, so she laughed: "It's really strange, she really likes you. Other than you, she treats everyone else coldly."

Ding Yiyi caressed Hai Ziyu's head, but her heart was hurting more and more. She was now in a state of extreme self-blame and resentment against Ye Nianmo.

If he hadn't set her up, she wouldn't have gotten rid of the child. Of course, the culprit was herself! She was willing to throw away her own flesh and blood just for the sake of something illusory.

Perhaps it was because Hai Ziyu felt her emotions fluctuating, but she was also a little curious and a little worried. Her big, moist eyes raised up as she desperately tried to see her aunt's expression.

Ye Chuqing also felt it, so she pulled Hai Ziyu to her side and helped her straighten her little skirt, "Isn't the day after tomorrow going to the United States to go to Camp Xia? You need to pack your things. "

Hai Ziyu nodded. The maid walked over and took her hand. She then nodded at Ding Yiyi and Ye Chuqing before leaving with Hai Ziyu.

Ye Chuqing didn't know how to comfort her. As a mother, she knew the importance of having a child. If Hai Zhuoxuan dared to lie to her like this, she would never forgive him.

Speaking of Cao Cao Cao, a man quickly walked over from the other end of the path. It was none other than Hai Zhuoxuan.

His walking speed was very fast and steady. His long legs crossed each other, and he soon arrived in front of the two of them. "Yi Yi is here too?"

The servant walked up to him with a small tray. In the tray was a rolled up hot towel. He shook it open and wiped his hands. Then, he put the towel back into the tray and sat down.

"Long time no see." Ding Yiyi was very happy to see Hai Zhuoxuan. Her depressed expression finally changed.

Hai Zhuoxuan raised his head and looked at the sky, "The sky has always been gloomy and gloomy. I think it will rain soon."

Ye Chuqing nodded. "Are you busy today?" It's much later than usual. " After she finished speaking, she felt as if she was scolding and acting coquettishly again. She looked at Ding Yiyi with an embarrassed expression, and the latter returned a smile towards her.

"I didn't, I took a detour. There was a car accident on the way, and a big truck hit someone. That person died on the spot, so the road was blocked. I took a long detour." Hai Zhuoxuan's eyes were filled with gentleness as he answered Ye Chuqing's question seriously.

Ding Yiyi, of course, could see the sweet interaction between the two of them. She looked up at the sky, where the clouds had been shaped by the wind into various shapes and gathered together, as if plotting a massive storm.

She suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. Her chest felt stuffy, and her mood was even more downcast. It was as if something had escaped her control.

"Sister-in-law?" Sister-in-law? " Ye Chuqing's call had pulled her thoughts back to reality. She smiled and said, "I don't know why Ziyu is so angry in the room. I'll go take a look."

After she said that, she stood up. Hai Zhuoxuan also stood up and looked at Ding Yiyi. "You want to go with me?"

"I don't want to be a third wheel for your family." Ding Yiyi winked playfully at the two of them and shifted in her seat. "I'll stay here for a while, then I'll go look for you guys."1

Ye Chuqing's face was slightly flushed. She nodded and held Hai Zhuoxuan's arm as they walked along the path into the house.

Ding Yiyi watched the two of them leave. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past her hair, confusing her eyes. The parasol swayed slightly from the wind.

The rain hit her face, the ice was cold, and the feeling of wetness merged with her skin. She reached out to touch it, and her fingers felt that little bit of coolness, and then more drops of water fell on her face.

The servant stood aside. Her shoulders were already wet, but she couldn't leave as long as her master was still here. She lowered her head to look at the rain-soaked lawn with a bit of grievance.

"Let's go." Ding Yiyi's voice sounded next to her ears. She hurriedly answered with some happiness in her voice.

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