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C1662 Wealthy Marriage 1589

3Ye Nianmo frowned. He wasn't a demon that killed people, and he didn't like the feeling of being covered in blood. If it wasn't necessary, he didn't want to make a move.

While he was hesitating, he didn't expect that the woman would retaliate. A gunshot sounded and Derek's voice carried a cold ridicule, "Mr Ye, it seems that the outcome has been decided."

Ye Nianmo stood up and smoothed the wrinkles on his sleeves. He didn't look frustrated at all. "I don't think I lost."

"Young Master." Ye Bo threw the pistol to Derek softly. When they were in a confrontation, Ye Bo had already rushed to Derek's side. At this moment, the black pistol was pointed at Derek's head.

Derek slightly tilted his head and the gun immediately chased after him. Ye Bo warned in a low voice, "Don't move."

"Maybe you should learn how to hold a gun." Ye Nianmo quickly put away the pistol and stretched out his hand. He pointed the gun straight at Derek and moved quickly.

A shadow flashed across Derek's eyes when the two guns were pointed at him. He pulled Ding Yiyi's hand away.

Ding Yiyi staggered towards him. A gun was pointed at her chest. Derek smiled and said, "Madam, I'm sorry."

"Derek, let them go." Ding Yiyi noticed that there were only two people on the ship, Ye Nianmo and Ye Bo, and Derek couldn't travel with only weak servants. Those bodyguards must have hidden themselves under his secret instructions.

Ye Nianmo quickly put away his pistol and faced the trigger while Ye Bo put away his gun beside him. Ensuring Ding Yiyi's safety was the core of their plan.

"The meeting should be over." Derek pointed the gun at Ding Yiyi. He didn't want to do anything to Ding Yiyi. On the contrary, when he pointed the gun at her, he intentionally gave her a comfortable position. The gun was a distance away from her head.

He believed that Ye Nianmo, who had gone through a long period of training, could also see that. However, he still chose to retreat cautiously. This kind of intimate relationship between husband and wife made him restless. He felt excluded and wanted Ye Nianmo dead even more.

The pistol moved towards Ye Nianmo. He snorted, "How about this, if you can beat my men, then I'll let you take her away."

With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards that were waiting for the opportunity entered the ship. With a wave of his hand, the bodyguards who were waiting for the opportunity entered the ship.

"Derek, what do you want to do?" Ding Yiyi understood him, but he wouldn't do anything useless. He clearly wanted to get rid of Ye Nianmo with the help of those bodyguards.

"I will hate you!"

"Hate?" It's good that you can remember me so deeply. " Derek laughed at himself and looked straight at Ye Nianmo, "How is it?"

Ye Nianmo looked at the man grabbing Ding Yiyi's shoulder and said coldly, "You hurt her."

"Hurry up and leave, there are too many people here, you won't win." Ding Yiyi didn't know what to do to make Ye Nianmo leave.

Ye Nianmo had already made up his mind. She didn't understand, and since she came here, there was no possibility of her turning back. The leader's buttons loosened and he let out a breath, "The last sentence, cover her eyes."

Derek was very cooperative. He waved his hand and the strong man took the silk handkerchief from Ali, covering Ding Yiyi's eyes.

Ding Yiyi's eyes were covered by a veil, and her vision became hazy. She could only hear the constant moans of people falling down, and occasionally the sound of fists pounding against various parts of the body.

It wasn't him. She could feel that he wasn't hurt, and only then was her heart at ease.

Derek frowned as he looked at the bodyguards lying in a mess on the ground. His desire to see Ye Nianmo die became even stronger. He waved his hand again and a group of people rushed in from outside.

Ye Nianmo was outnumbered and his breath was getting heavier. Ye Bo knocked down a man who was ready to attack and walked to Ye Nianmo's side, "Sorry, Young Master, I'm afraid I can't stand idly by the side and watch according to your orders."

Derek didn't want to drag this matter on for too long. He gave a look to the man beside him, who took out a gun and installed a silencer on the gun. Obviously, he didn't want Ding Yiyi to hear it.

This time, he really wanted to say goodbye. Derek thought coldly and waved his hand in the air.

"Bam!" The sound of glass shattering caused everyone to be stunned on the spot. Several ropes fell down from above, and people wearing camouflage clothes came in through the broken windows.

The door was knocked open, more than ten people in camouflage clothing threw the bound up bodyguards on the ground. Ye Nianmo looked at all of this, pursed his lips, rubbed his cheek that was accidentally hit, and looked towards the depths of the door.

Ye Zimo walked in and swept her eyes over the crowd. With her lips slightly raised, she said, "It's quite lively."

His father-in-law had also come?! Ding Yiyi was startled. While she was thinking, someone hugged her. She wanted to struggle, but the silk handkerchief in front of her was taken off.

Looking at Ye Nianmo from up close, she felt incredible gratitude. Feeling his hand on her cheek, she said with a helpless tone, "What are you crying for?"

Did I cry? She quickly reached out her hand to wipe away her tears. Ye Nianmo held her hand tightly.

Derek and his men were all surrounded. Ye Bo's gun was pointed at him. As long as the young master or the old master gave the order, he would immediately return to heaven.

Ye Zimo looked at her watch and raised her eyebrows. She walked confidently to Derek and signaled Ye Bo to put away his pistol.

"Manor Lord Derek, your father is an extraordinary businessman. I hope our relationship ends here." He turned and headed for the door.

When everyone had retreated, servants looked at the backs of the uninvited guests in shock.

Derek looked at the clasped hands in front of him. The string of reason in his head completely broke. He laughed out loud and said in a clear voice, "That's fine, please help me take care of Asimaa and our child."

He deliberately emphasized the word "child" before dispersing the force behind it. His voice suddenly became gentle again. "Asimaa, I'll come pick you up again." His voice paused for a second, then he looked at the surprised Ye Nianmo and the still indifferent Ye Zimo, "Of course, if you feel that the people there aren't friendly, then you can come back."

Ding Yiyi didn't turn around. Her entire body was as stiff as a stone, and her body was alternately hot and cold. All of her senses were focused on the temperature of the hand holding hers.

Like her, cold and stiff.

She let go of his hand and frantically tried to grab him, but could only grab his sleeve.

Ye Nianmo was furious. He took out his pistol and walked towards Derek. The strong man wanted to help, but a gunshot rang out and his left arm was injured.

He pointed the gun at Derek's temple and said in a terrifyingly low voice, "You're courting death."

"Hahaha, you can ask Asimaa, did she willingly come to my manor?" Derek licked his lips. "The taste is really good."

The veins on the back of Ye Nianmo's hand that was holding the pistol stood out. His eyes were about to spit fire. Without any hesitation, he pulled the trigger with his index finger and the surrounding servants screamed.

"Bam!" The bullet shot into a vase beside him. Ye Zimo grabbed Ye Nianmo's arm and said, "Enough, now is not the high seas. It will be troublesome to shoot at this place."

Ye Nianmo's eyes were bloodshot. His arm was still in a deadlock. If he wasn't captured, the gun would have continued shooting at Derek without hesitation.

"Sorry, sorry." Ding Yiyi lowered her head and muttered. She bent down to pick up the handgun on the ground.

Ye Nianmo's release and his killing of Derek made her understand how selfish it was for her to get his forgiveness. What else could she do? This is the only way.

"Nianmo!" Ye Zimo grumbled, "Yi Yi, something's wrong."

Ye Nianmo's body was stiff. His arms were stretched so tight that they could barely bend down. He turned around slowly and stiffly while holding the gun.

"It's my fault. He didn't know my identity that night. It's all my fault." Ding Yiyi was surprisingly calm as she slowly raised the gun to her head.

Derek clenched his fists and looked at her with a complicated expression. He slightly leaned forward and was about to say something.

"Yiyi, put down your gun." Ye Zimo lowered her voice, trying to calm her down.

She shook her head and looked straight at Ye Nianmo, "That's fine, I'll tell you for sure, I'm pregnant."

"Bam." The other vase in the room was broken, too, and the servant screamed and hid.

Ye Nianmo's eyes were red, the hand holding the gun was shaking. He dropped the pistol and held out his hand to her. "Put it down," he said hoarsely.

Ding Yiyi shook her head and looked at him with misty eyes. "You know why I'm running? I'm very scared. I've had these kinds of dreams countless times in my dreams. When I wake up, I feel like dying."

He walked slowly toward her, his hand still outstretched, his voice hoarse. "Put it down. Come to me."

She looked at the hand that he stretched out, and was a little stunned. While she was still in a daze, Ye Bo had already quietly arrived behind her and knocked her out with a knife.0

"Let's go." Ye Zimo whispered to Ye Nianmo.

Ye Nianmo carried Ding Yiyi and walked away with big strides, disappearing from the hall.

"How do you know that the afterlife is not painful?" In the dark world, someone whispered.

Ding Yiyi looked for the source of the sound. After a while, she remembered that the sound came from her own mouth.

Yeah, who knows what the afterlife is like.

She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the strange ship. The sunlight was blocked off from the windows by the screen. Through the screen, the buildings in the distance seemed to be disappearing. The sound of the cruise ship's flute was like the horn of victory.

Are you back? she thought.

There was no one in the room, but there was a bouquet of flowers on the cabinet beside the bed. Oil paintings were hanging on the walls, and the air humidifiers were emitting mist.

She opened her eyes and lay there quietly. Suddenly, she heard footsteps and the door opened.

She didn't want to run away, so she sat up. When she saw who had arrived, she was a bit surprised. "Eunuch."

Ye Zimo stood at the door. "Can you come in?"

She nodded and wanted to get off the bed. However, when she saw the other side wave her hand to stay on the bed, she did not force him.

Ye Zimo walked to the window and opened it. The scene in the distance could be clearly seen, and the room immediately lit up.

He looked at the workers who were unloading the cargo on the distant wharf and suddenly said, "It's time to get off the ship."

Ding Yiyi nodded silently and touched her belly with her hand. She looked sad. She had no idea what was waiting for her.

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