1685: C1685 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1612

C1685 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1612

"A gentleman has arrived at the main hall. He's very handsome!"

The servant opened the door and entered, smiling as he said, "Madam's weather today is also very good. Aren't you going out?"

Seeing Ding Yiyi shake her head, she sighed. Ever since that day when Young Master refused to visit his mistress, she never mentioned him again. She also didn't want to go out any more.

"I'm going to bask in the sun." Ding Yiyi stood up and walked towards the balcony.

Sitting on the soft cushion, she looked into the distance. It was the same scenery, but every day she could see it was a little different. This made her happy.

She stroked her belly. "Baby, do you miss your father as much as I do? It's a pity that Daddy is very busy. "

Tears were streaming down her face again, and she looked up quickly. His longing for Ye Nianmo had become numb, and the memory of him became even more vivid.

A servant walked in quickly, "Madam, Dr Duan is here."

Dr Duan still came regularly to check on Ding Yiyi. She was the only one other than the servants that entered this room.

"How do you feel?"

He greeted her with a smile before giving her a final glance. "Hmm, I think your complexion is pretty good."

After a few months of interaction, the doctor, who didn't laugh, would occasionally joke with Ding Yiyi.

"Dr Duan, thank you for your hard work." Ding Yiyi smiled. In her heart, she was really grateful to this good doctor before her.

Dr Duan checked her body and felt the nervousness of the people around her. He comforted her, "Everything is normal."

Ding Yiyi let out a long breath and relaxed her tensed body.

"When I'm free, I can ask Mr Ye to do some midwifery training," he made a rare joke about Ye Nianmo. "After all, I have to ask Mr Ye to do something, I can't let him be so idle."

"It's been a long time since Mr Ye came to see Madam." The servant was quick to say something, but when he saw Ding Yiyi's disapproving gaze, he realized that he had slipped up.

It's like this, Dr Duan looked at the woman who forced a smile and sighed in his heart.

Ding Yiyi turned her head away and looked into the distance. She suddenly felt a little envious of those birds. Perhaps they no longer had anything to worry about but only wanted to fly. How good would it be if they could fly?

"No wonder." Dr Duan's voice came from the side, "Recently, my phone has almost become Mr Ye's private number, so call me three times a day. I'm still curious, isn't the lady beside him? Why does she always call me? My wife thought I was having an affair."

Her heart skipped a beat and she turned to look at him, trying to find his teasing tone, but he looked at her seriously and nodded.

Her broken heart mysteriously stuck to her body. She wanted to cry again, but this time it was tears of joy.

She wasn't a saint. All the love she had in her life lay with a man. She couldn't help but worry about her personal gains and losses.

"Thank you."

Was this thanks to him for inspecting her body, or was it thanks for the news?

Dr Duan stood up, "No need to thank me."

The servant sent Dr Duan out, then Ding Yiyi looked outside. From her position, she could still see the tall buildings that rose and fell in the distance. That was the center of Dongjiang City, where most people lived.

Suddenly, a red car entered her field of vision. This car seemed to have stopped here more than once?

She approached the edge of the balcony, and as she looked down, she suddenly felt her heart palpitate. She took a few steps back and examined the red car.

The car that was parked at a rather far distance seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Family at all. Ordinary people should not have noticed it nor suspected it.

But isn't it a bit strange if you keep seeing them for a while longer?

She kept her eyes on the car, hoping to see the man come out so she could see who it was, but to her regret, the car was still parked there, like a ghost car.

"Madam, why are you still here? "The wind is picking up." The servant went forward to persuade her to rest.

"See that red car?" Ding Yiyi pointed at the car.

The servant nodded, "Yes, I saw it."

"Have you seen this car before? Do you think it's a little strange? " Ding Yiyi asked again.

"I don't think it's anything special, ma'am. It's normal for cars to come here. Some photographers come here to pick up the wind." The servant smiled and took her arm.

In the red carriage, Dong Qing was lying in hibernation as usual. He was wearing the clothes of a plumber. After confirming that there was nothing suspicious, he opened the car door.

He lowered his hat and rang the bell. The camera in front of the big door turned towards him, at the same time the crystal display on the wall revealed a woman's appearance, "Ye Family, who is it?"

"Hello, we have received the notice to repair the sewer." He nodded at the servant in the LCD screen, and even coughed twice.

The figure on the crystal screen disappeared for a while, then reappeared. "Wait a moment."

Ye Family really needed a person to rest in the sewer, and that woman must have made a phone call to confirm that the worker who came to repair the sewer was currently sleeping soundly in his car.

The door slowly opened and a maid walked quickly towards him. "It's very punctual. Let's go. I'll take you to fix it."

He nodded and calmly looked around. There didn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary about the surroundings. He was dressed like an ordinary rich man. However, he didn't think that this place was as peaceful as it looked on the surface.

The servant led him through the side hall: "Sorry, there is someone in the living room now."

Dongqing saw a man sitting in the living room. He narrowed his eyes and then looked away.

"Wait." A cold voice came from behind him.

Her voice was very young, but the color in Dong Qing's eyes deepened. Even though the butler of Ye Family was young, he was still extremely cautious. This was also the reason why he was able to receive such great treatment at such a young age.

He relaxed his taut muscles and turned with the servant.

The butler looked at stranger and sent an inquiring gaze to the servant.

"They're here to repair the water pipe. They were sent here yesterday." "Yes," the servant replied.

"Did you confirm it?" The steward immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

The servant nodded. "That's right."

The butler sized up the man in front of him. He firmly believed that all of them had the same temperament. Moreover, the man in front of him did not seem like someone who would fix a water pipe.

"Take off your mask. There is no need to be so formal here." He took a step forward, his hawk-like eyes locked onto the man in front of him.

Dong Qing slowly put his hand on his mask. He knew that he looked very similar to Ye Chuyun. Once he was seen, the situation would get worse.

The sharp protrusion on his abdomen stimulated his skin and his thoughts, which was the only option he had.

Beep, beep, beep. The steward picked up the beeper he was carrying and said, "Madam, yes, I will go right away."

"Please don't make too much noise, there are pregnant women in this building." After saying that, the butler left in a hurry.

Dong Qing relaxed her body. Sure enough, Ding Yiyi was here. The servant led him to a place where he needed to be repaired, then left.

He cautiously looked around, and quickly discovered that there was a very concealed camera, probably because another group of people were sitting around and watching his movements.2

After searching all over the Ye Family Gate, he didn't have a chance to search any further. When he returned to the carriage, he took a look at the real repairmen who were still sleeping soundly. He sighed.

His neck was aching, so he lifted his head to look above him. There was a balcony protruding from which he could see very well. He could not help but wonder who the person who lived there was.

An ordinary servant? Fu Fengyi, or perhaps Ding Yiyi?

At this moment, a face whizzed by. It was Ye Nianmo!

He stared closely at the back of the car, like a wolf lying in wait in the night.

"Aunt Jiu Jiu, Grandma." Ye Nianmo walked into the living room with big strides. He scanned the room without batting an eyelid. He knew that he wouldn't see her, but he missed her a lot, so he carried this fantasy in his heart.

Yan Mingyao stood up, "Grandma, let's go back."

"Your situation is very dangerous," Ye Nianmo said in a deep tone, "You better tell me what happened."

Yan Mingyao confronted him, "Tell me where is Ao Xue?"

"Mingyao!" Jiu Jiu hurriedly stood up and stopped him, "Nianmo is also worried about you. What are you two brothers doing?"

Yan Mingyao's eyes were filled with pain. In these people's eyes, Ao Xue was not worthy of being happy. She was a bad woman that should be expelled far away, even his own mother thought so.

But she also needed love! He really loved her!

After missing his body, Yan Mingyao walked forward with big strides.

"Nianmo, sigh." Jiu Jiu wanted to say something but eventually followed her son's footsteps without saying anything.

"She's fine."

Yan Mingyao suddenly turned around, and his heart was immediately gripped. These three words were something that he wanted to know day and night.

"Is that so?" He turned around and walked out somewhat despondently, as long as she was fine. Yes, as long as she was fine.

Ye Nianmo and Fu Fengyi were the only ones left in the hall. The butler stood aside. There was obviously someone, but it was so quiet.

"Dr Duan should have told you about her situation, right? I won't say anymore." Fu Fengyi gently placed her left hand on her right.

Seeing Ye Nianmo turn serious, she sighed, "Grandma didn't do anything to Dr Duan, but as a person has lived for a long time, some things will naturally be understood."

"No one will bully her here." Fu Fengyi said softly, "Just bear with it. Just give birth to the child and it will be fine."

A trace of pain flashed across Ye Nianmo's heart. He stood very close to her, but could not take another step forward.

"Madam!" The door to the room was pushed open, and a servant ran in, looking anxious, "Young Master is here, in the living room."

Ding Yiyi was lying on the bed. Only by doing this could she make her swollen legs feel better. She sat up in shock, and her heart skipped a beat.

He's here, downstairs! She got up at once, and the servant hurried to help her change into her housecoat and put on a loose skirt.

As she neared the door, she shrank back and held onto the servant's hand. "Am I really ugly now? My face is also swollen, and my figure is especially bloated."

"Don't worry." The servant laughed, "It's not bad, I believe Young Master thinks so too."

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