1660: C1660 Wealthy Marriage 1587

C1660 Wealthy Marriage 1587

Derek's hand missed again. He looked at his palm playfully and savored the aftertaste of the touch. Only after a while did he let go of his hand.

He turned around expressionlessly. "I control this place, and what I give you can only be borne by you."

The servants at the side saw this scene and whispered to each other as they retreated.

"It seems like young master really does hate Asimaa."

"It should be. Otherwise, he wouldn't even care about his own child."

"Then don't we need to treat her like a lady from now on?"

Ali walked up behind them. "People who talk too much usually don't live long."

"Manager." The servants was shocked, and quickly looked down at her.

Ali warned the crowd and allowed them to leave. Seeing the servants running away with their skirts, she frowned and walked in the opposite direction.

"Ali." Ding Yiyi ran over to stop her, "I know you hate me and think I betrayed Derek."

Ali did not speak, but his expression showed everything.

Ding Yiyi walked to her side and turned her head to look at her pursed lips. She was in a dejected mood. "Anyway, I'm very sorry. But my child needs nutrition."

Ali turned his head to look at her. His cheeks were puffed up as if he was about to say something, but the puffy cheeks quickly disappeared.

Her voice was dry. "Come with me."

Ding Yiyi didn't know what she was going to do, but she raised her heels and followed her to the other side of the cabin. Ali opened the door.

A cabin of about 100 square meters had been converted into a large shed of vegetables. There were three huge searchlights on the wall. The searchlights were so bright that Ding Yiyi had to close her eyes.

"The fresh vegetables the young master usually eats come from here." Ali turned down the light source of two of the searchlights and said, "We use searchlights as sunlight and give photosynthesis to the plants. All the soil that the plants need is transported up to the ship, and there are also water sources. Even on the surface of the sea, where freshwater resources are extremely precious, we can still provide enough fresh water for these vegetables."

She turned around and calmly faced Ding Yiyi. "Asimaa, if possible, we can even raise a cow here and provide the most fresh ingredients for you. You can happily be my mistress, but you did something that would ruin your virtue."

Ding Yiyi took a step back, her heels sinking into the mud. "I didn't mean to do that, it's like thinking about a dream. I accidentally entered the manor and told you that I'm not the real Asimaa, but you guys still let me go." She licked her lips. "I'm not blaming you because I broke into your life myself. I'm very sorry, but if you had explained it clearly to Derek, then …"

She couldn't finish what she was going to say because Ali's face was so pale he looked like he was going to eat her up.

"I've said it before, I don't care about your past. Even if you had a husband before, you can still live a good life on the manor. If you want a divorce, young master can think of a way. It's not impossible for you to sign for the international contract in Rome."

"That's not the main point!" Ding Yiyi interrupted her. "I love my husband!"

Ali was completely silent. Her words were piled up in her throat. It sounded like she was hiccuping.

Ding Yiyi shook her head and turned to walk out. Ali's calm voice came from behind her. "Young Master loves you too."

The firm footsteps came to a halt, and the thin back of his suddenly trembled before he fled in panic.

"Derek loves me? "What kind of fallacy is this?" Ding Yiyi walked briskly back to her room. She lowered her head as she digested the information she had just heard. She then accidentally went into the wrong corridor and walked through another passageway.

By the time she realized it, she was far from where she had been. She had never been to this place before.

She walked back for a while and discovered that she was still unable to walk. It was at this time that she suddenly saw a shadow flash past in the distance.

"Just a moment, please." she shouted.

She ran up in quick steps. At the corner, she saw a blonde girl wearing a bikini. She was wrapped in a towel and her shoulders were slightly sunburned.

"What's the matter?" The blonde looked at Ding Yiyi with narrowed eyes.

When Ding Yiyi saw her attire, she was stunned for a moment before quickly regaining her composure. "Hello. May I ask how do I get to the main hall from here?"

"Go forward, turn left at the next intersection, and then we'll be there." The blonde answered with a hint of playfulness on her lips, "Are you also Derek's girlfriend?"

A female companion? Ding Yiyi pondered the two words for a moment, then shook her head. "No … no."

The blonde woman laughed, "Alright, I thought he still has other women. I'm leaving now, today I want to give him a surprise."

"Surprise?" Ding Yiyi repeated herself in a low voice, her face at a loss.

The blonde woman looked at him with interest as she whispered into his ear, "It's really fun this way."

"Ah …" Ding Yiyi's face turned red, uncontrollable. Life in those exposed beds was truly embarrassing.

She hurriedly said, "I hope you have a good time." After saying that, he turned around and ran off in a flustered manner.

The blonde woman watched her back as it disappeared into the distance. She turned around and wiped her towel. Then, she started to walk in another direction.

In the room, a transparent glass faced the sea, Derek sat in front of the window facing the sea, his back motionless.

The blonde woman stepped forward, bent down, put her arm around his shoulders, and blew on his ear. "I want to tell you something very interesting."

"Bilick, I told you to stay in the room. You don't have to do what Ali told you to do." Derek felt a bit helpless. Ali brought this woman along when he got on the boat.

Ali had watched him grow up. Although he was not good at expressing himself, he had treated her as a relative. He had shown the utmost tolerance for what she wanted to do.

Billick glanced down at him, curiosity in his eyes. "Don't you want it?"

"I don't want to." Derek said coldly.

Billick pulled off the towel on his body and giggled. "Maybe you'll find it wonderful after you try."

Derek frowned and was about to push the wheelchair out. He thought that the first thing he would do when he landed would be to throw this woman on the plane.

"So heartless. I also want to tell you about the foreign woman I just met." Billick sat on the bed, his long legs crossed.

Derek turned around, "Foreign woman?"

"Yeah, she asked for directions, and I told her to pull it." "I told her I was coming to see you, and she said she wished us a good time."

Derek's eyes gradually dimmed like a dying star, "Did you have fun?" He chewed the word in a low voice, as if he wanted to chew it up and swallow it.

"Come here." He raised his head, and his plain and unremarkable facial features became even colder, giving off a feeling of abstinence. Bi Like stared blankly for a moment, before feeling that the man in front of him was very interesting.

He looked down at him condescendingly and said in a plain voice, "Use your ability to please me."

Billick knelt down beside him obediently and did as he was told. As a courtesan, she was bought for a lot of money to play on. She was confident that her rich experience and skills would make people intoxicated. As for the rest, she had no interest in knowing.

As she moved, Derek frowned slightly. He looked at the glass, and the side of the glass reflected his expression, showing pain and despair.

At night, he dreamt of her. Her beautiful figure was like a water snake entwined around him. As his eyes moved, he was deeply engrossed.

She took him in her arms and led him into a wonderful experience, cold and beautiful to the touch, almost out of control.

He suddenly woke up and sat up abruptly. The walls beside his bed were divided into white bands by the water ripples reflected from the sea. He sighed and lifted the blanket to look at the white, viscous liquid on it.

On the other side, Ding Yiyi was walking along the corridor as instructed. It was very quiet, with only the sound of soft shoes on the carpet.

Following the arrow above the light, she quickly found the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, and found the eggs.1

"Baby, can we eat eggs?" She touched her belly with a maternal glow on her face, as if she felt that it was not enough. She searched around the refrigerator and found a sausage.

Is sausage not good for the fetus? She thought for a while, then put the sausages back into the pot and continued to rummage through.

"Look, Jack, there's a little mouse here." A whistle sounded.

Ding Yiyi jumped as the egg in her hand fell to the ground. The egg cracked and the yellow yolk splattered onto a pair of khaki slacks.

The person who whistled just now was a guy with a flat head, big eyes and a slightly drooping body. He walked over from the other side and was called Jack.

"Look, the little mouse broke the egg." The two of them seemed to have drunk their fill of wine, and their eyes were still clouded. After they finished talking, they started laughing out loud to themselves.

Ding Yiyi looked at the two of them cautiously. Servants and other staff members were not allowed to drink alcohol in the manor. Judging from their conversation, they shouldn't be from the manor. They were probably the invited crew members.

"Please move aside." Ding Yiyi didn't want to waste any more time with him, so she headed for the door.

His figure was blocked by the door, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted over. Ding Yiyi fell back and her shoulder was kissed by the other hand.

The man wearing khaki pants in front of him smiled so hard that his eyes squinted, "Don't go, play, I'll make you anything you want to eat."

Ding Yiyi struggled fiercely, "Let go of me!"

The powerful arm of the man who had grabbed her shoulder remained motionless, allowing her to tease him, his eyes amused, as if he were watching a play.

"Miss, let's play together. We will definitely make you happy to the heavens." The khaki man walked up to Ding Yiyi and held her head.

"Let him go." An ordinary voice rang out.

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