1638: C1638 Married to a Rich Family 1565

C1638 Married to a Rich Family 1565

He raised his hand expressionlessly, preparing to press the red button. Once that button was pressed, the entire manor would be sealed up and no one would be able to leave!

A figure flashed in front of him, grabbed his collar mercilessly, and pulled him up from the wheelchair.

Ye Nianmo's eyes were terrifying, "Where is he?"

"She's not here?" Derek was also very surprised. He turned his head with all his might to check the situation in the room.

Ye Nianmo saw that he didn't seem to be lying, so he silently let go. He fell back into his chair and quickly turned the wheelchair.

There was no one in the room. The bed was clean and without any creases, but the person inside had already disappeared.

Suddenly, he knew why she had run away. Was it because of that matter? Because of that, she didn't dare face Ye Nianmo.

He suddenly wanted to laugh, and felt sad for the two of them missing each other, and also sad for the fact that Esma really cared about Ye Nianmo's knowledge.

He turned around with a sneer on his cold face, which made his plain face more twisted like an abstract painting, "Mr. Ye Nianmo, it seems like Asimaa ran away because she didn't want to see you. Do you really know her?"

Ye Nianmo clenched his fists tightly, and after a while, he weakly said, "Let's go."

"Young Master!" Ali ran so fast that his ample chest trembled with her movements. When she saw that the room was empty, she asked in surprise, "Where's the Madam?"

Derek faced the window. He could vaguely see a touch of purple outside. He looked at the purple ocean and said lightly, "This is a battle that no one wins. It is also the horn for the start of a battle."

Ye Nianmo locked himself up in his room in the bar. From his point of view, the window was still brightly lit, and this ancient city seemed to be a god that refused to rest.

There was a lot of wine beside him, but the goblet was empty. Not even a drop of wine could be seen.

Did she hate herself so much? Even if she was in a cage, she didn't want to return to his side? When he thought of how she had willingly thrown herself into Derek's arms and fled for her life because he was looking for her, his heart ached.

The pain was caused by the blunt instrument. There was clearly no blood, but the rusty knife was constantly grinding the wound, making it difficult for people to even cry out in pain.

The orange light between them was faintly discernible, and the ash fell onto his long, nicotine-tinged, long fingers.

The slight pain did not attract his attention. He silently looked out the window, his heart that had not wavered before becoming even more determined. No matter where you are, I will find you.

On the other side of the city, Ding Yiyi slept soundly in a simple single room. There were still some tears at the corners of her eyes and her nose was red. She held onto the front of her clothes with both hands.

On the balcony, Dongqing sat alone on the narrow balcony. A black cat was lying on the narrow balcony railing. It had green eyes that silently stared at him.

He lit up his cigarette, stood up abruptly, pulled the glass door behind him, and returned to his original position.

Everything was going according to plan, but another variable occurred. He turned his head to look at the sleeping figure and suddenly smiled. This woman really didn't have any sense of alertness. She just followed a random man and slept in his bed.

"Stupid woman." He twisted his cigarette against the wall of the shop and leaned back and closed his eyes.

The next day, Ding Yiyi woke up very early. Her eyes were still swollen and sore, and her thoughts were still scattered.

"You can't drink Derek Manor's competition on this bed, my Lady Asimaa." Dongqing leaned against the doorjamb. His upper body was bared, and he was sweating.

Ding Yiyi ignored him. She was thinking about the way out for the future. She had no passport, no ID, no money. It seemed like she would have to stay in the city for the time being.

"Hey, woman!" Derek grabbed a T-shirt and walked towards her, "It's time to give me that rock. I already did what I was told. If you want to play any tricks, I won't let you go!"

"I don't want to play any games." Ding Yiyi took a small bag from her pocket and dug inside.

Dongqing's back was very straight. She could finally get that thing!

Seeing that her movements had suddenly become stiff and that her expression was doubtful, he gritted his teeth and moved closer to her. "I said …"

"He's gone." Ding Yiyi turned the whole bag over. The gray cloth was empty, the black stone gone.

Dong Qing's face was terrifyingly cold. "It seems I am too stupid to believe a woman's words. Very good."

As he drew closer, the joints of his hands cracked.

Ding Yiyi looked straight at him, "It should have fallen at Derek Manor. Do you remember you pulling on me at that time? If I'm not wrong, it should have fallen there. "

Dongqing stopped and looked at her with a dark expression, as if she was evaluating the authenticity of her words.

She stood up, her body feeling a little numb from being stuck for the whole night. "It should be on the windowsill. You should go find it yourself."

An arm grabbed her wrist, and Dong Qing's face had a cold, cunning look. "How do I know you're not lying to me? I want you to come with me. "

Ding Yiyi had already experienced great sorrow, and she already felt that it didn't matter. If it wasn't for the child in her womb, she wouldn't even be able to live happily.

"Alright." "Yes," she said.

Derek Manor was as usual, it was even quieter than usual. The cars that occasionally passed by would slow down, appreciating the purple glow in the mansion. At the same time, he sighed as if there was still some traces of purple.

A car drove up from outside the manor and two servants got out. They were responsible for contacting the supplier about the fresh ingredients provided to the manor.

Their mouths were covered before the doorbell even rang. The two of them didn't even have time to scream before they were dragged into the shadows.

Seeing that Dong Qing had knocked them out, Ding Yiyi apologized in a low voice as she took off the woman's coat and put it on herself.

Dong Qing's expression was a bit twisted, after a while she turned her head and looked into the distance, "I'll wait, there might be a bodyguard passing by."

Ding Yiyi had already put on her clothes. She put them on the maid to prevent her from catching cold and said, "I don't care. It's just that we can't afford any accidents right now. We don't know what will happen the next second."

Dongqing bit her lower lip. Her eyes looked as if she was ready to die. She stretched out her hand to touch the buttons of another maid's clothes but was stopped halfway.

"Allow me." Ding Yiyi glared at him. "Turn around."

He clicked his tongue a few times. "That's not my type." Saying so, she turned around until a piece of clothing landed on his body.

The two swapped places. He pulled on his small skirt and fiercely warned, "If the rock isn't there, I definitely won't let you off!"

Ding Yiyi was not intimidated by his threats. She watched his body huddle into the small clothes, the buttons of his collar raised to cover his Adam's apple, the front part of his clothes on the verge of falling apart, and the wig she had prepared. As she watched, she couldn't help but laugh.

Dong Qing viciously glared at her, baring his teeth in a threatening manner. "Woman, if you keep laughing then I won't be polite."

At this time, the door slowly opened. The two of them looked at each other for a moment, then hastily tidied up their clothes and walked out with their heads lowered.

Entering the door, just as the two were about to walk around the back of the villa, a person appeared out of nowhere.

Ali stood not far away and shouted at the two of them, "Young master, it's almost time for lunch, why are you two still here?"

Dong Qing signaled Ding Yiyi to go inside. The two of them followed behind Ali. He didn't look to be in a good mood. After glancing at Dong Qing, he turned around and left.

On the dining table, servants was setting up the tableware. Ding Yiyi was surprised to see that meat was still on the dining table.

She looked up just in time to see Dongqing looking back at her, first turning her eyes away and hiding behind the servant.

"Young Master." The voice of the wheelchair was accompanied by Ali's gentle voice. She stood behind the servant in a hurry as her body slightly trembled.

Derek was sitting upright in his seat as usual. A servant helped him cook a good steak and put a piece on his plate.

Ding Yiyi saw him staring at the small steak in front of her. She cut it into smaller pieces with a knife and put it in her mouth.

His cheeks moved slightly, his Adam's apple rolled, and he took a sip of brandy.0

This was the first time she looked at him so seriously, but her eyes were filled with doubt. He clearly hated meat, so why was he forcing himself to eat it?

The man in front of him ate very little. He ate only a piece of the calf steak before refusing to eat. The wheelchair drove him in the direction of the study.

Ding Yiyi's arm was tapped, and Dong Qing motioned her toward another corridor. The two of them separated from the staff.

"I didn't expect it." Dong Qing said halfway, looking at her inquiring expression. Afterwards, the two of them hurriedly ran in the other direction.

Behind the manor, a black stone was quietly lying in the soil. It was similar to the other stones in that there was nothing special about it.

Dongqing held the stone in her hands and wiped it away with wild joy. "I finally got it."

"Who is it?" A passing maid snapped, her voice drawing more people.

Dong Qing saw that things were not going well, so he pulled Ding Yiyi and ran to the other side. When they were at Derek's manor, he had a thorough understanding of the entire structure, so he left the pursuers far behind.

A jeep was parked outside the wall. Dongqing lifted Ding Yiyito over it and then jumped over the wall. The two of them stepped on the roof of the jeep.

"Capture them!" Ali's voice came from the inside of the wall. The two of them hurriedly got into the jeep and ran towards the other side of the road.

Almost everyone in the manor was out of action. They ran outside the manor, only to see the jeep leaving in a cloud of dust. There was a rustling sound from the bushes by the side of the road. Ali stepped forward and pushed aside the bushes.

In the study, Derek looked at the two servants in front of him, who were wearing only the middle clothes.

"It's Mr Dongqing and Lady Asimaa. They are together and they stole our clothes." The two servants fought to be the first to speak.

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