1691: C1691 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1618

C1691 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1618

3She was so tired that she fell asleep and no one dreamed of her.

The Ye Family had already been thrown into chaos, so why would Ding Yiyi suddenly run out when all the security guards were standing in a row?

Ye Nianmo's gaze swept past the maid and then the security guards.

"It's my fault. I'm willing to accept the punishment." The butler stood in front of the servant and the security guard. Ding Yiyi had been taken away, and he was responsible for it.

"I will distinguish between right and wrong." Ye Nianmo glanced at him, then stood up and walked out quickly.

At this moment, Fu Fengyi walked out, "As a granddaughter-in-law of the Ye Family, running out in the middle of the night is not proper!"

"Grandmother." Ye Nianmo frowned in disagreement.

Dr Duan's body trembled. He knew that he had caused all of this. He never expected Ding Yiyi to be so angry that she would run away from home and be taken away.

It was best to not say any of this …

The next day

Ding Yiyi woke up at a fixed time, "Give me a glass of water, thank you." She could only sleep on her back, which made her spine ache, and her feet go numb every morning.

The surroundings were quiet. She opened her eyes and looked at the unfamiliar and simple scene before her. Her mind gradually cleared up.

She ran out and was brought here by Dong Qing.

With a sour feeling in her stomach, she struggled to her feet, put on her slippers and headed for the bathroom.

Although she was pregnant, her stomach had never been that big, so it was a blessing in disguise. There was everything in the bathroom, and none of it was open.

"Seems like he's determined to catch me." She laughed softly, a sad smile on her face.

After brushing her teeth and washing her face, she rolled up her sleeves to reveal the pattern. It had always been very clear, and from her point of view, she felt that every petal was astonishingly precise.

She scooped a little water onto the mark, then rubbed it with her hand. Finally, with the help of the ball and the towel, the mark could still be seen clearly, except for her snow-white skin, which had turned slightly red, no matter how she rubbed it.

With a slight tingle in her skin, she sighed and walked out of the bathroom.

In the corner of the bed was a set of clothes, not quite neatly folded, but carefully folded, but the first thing she noticed was the chill. A man can come in at the hour of your sleep, but you know nothing, sleeping like a wild boar.

The hall was quiet and empty. No matter how many times he looked, he still didn't like it. She had grown used to the feeling of the house being carefully stuffed with furniture, the smell of life.

At least the house looked good, she told herself. There was an open kitchen not far away, but there was absolutely no food in that place. She headed upstairs directly.

After taking a few steps, the voice of the mysterious man and the strange man could be heard.

"In the past few days, we've been unable to do anything, so we could only stay in our hiding spots. Brother is about to die from boredom."

"The best way for the police not to get caught looking for you is not to appear in public view."

"Hey, we're from the same boat. You'd better behave, and don't think about throwing us out and selling our organs. Hehe, it'll be hard for you to talk about it."

"I don't like being threatened."

Ding Yiyi retreated abruptly. Selling human organs? It's him, it's this organization? God, she was still here!

The door suddenly opened, revealing an unfamiliar face with sharp eyes. She had been caught!

The man who had grabbed her had thick hair and a flat face, except for his buck teeth.

"Who is she? She heard us! " The man grabbed Ding Yiyi by the collar and pulled her through the door.

Ding Yiyi covered her stomach as she vigilantly followed her movements, trying to avoid harming her abdomen.

The masked man glanced at Ding Yiyi and asked, "Are you hungry?"

"Hey, she heard us talking and saw my face. I can't let her go." The man shouted.

Ding Yiyi took a step back, her eyes constantly searching the room for anything to protect herself with. Very good, there was nothing here except the books.

"She can't die. She has what we want." The mysterious man's voice was neither fast nor slow.

The buck toothed man quickly grasped it. He looked at Ding Yiyi's eager and greedy gaze, then swept his eyes up and down her body like a wolf before finally landing on her arm.

"It's an arm. That's easy. Just chop off the arm and take it away. Anyway, she has seen my face before."

He stared at the masked man, his voice threatening. "You'll help me, won't you?"

The air was slow and suffocating, and when Ding Yiyi saw the satisfaction on the bucktoothed man's face, she spun around.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at her, and the masked man's tall body was tucked into his large black robe like a cloud of mist.

"Just like that … ah!" The bucktoothed man let out an urgent and frightened cry, then fell to the ground, his limbs twitching and spitting blood.

Smoke was still coming out of the black hole. The man put it away and slowly walked past Ding Yiyi to the bucktoothed man. "I told you, I hate it when people threaten me."

The buck toothed man's mouth was full of blood. He struggled to open his mouth, but the moment he opened it, a huge amount of red, viscous blood came pouring out.

His abdomen turned a dark red, and his internal organs were probably all shattered. Blood flowed everywhere.

Ding Yiyi saw that his hands had been tensed behind her back, his twitching arms waiting for the right moment to move, his black head sticking out.

"Be careful!" She lunged at the mysterious man, who had already raised his pistol.

"Bang, bang, bang!" Three gunshots later, Ding Yiyi backed off in fear. The bucktoothed man's eyes met hers, his nose filled with the thick smell of blood.

She bent over and vomited. Not far away was the buck man who had died.

Half an hour later, he was sitting on the balcony with the mysterious man. The balcony was also very dilapidated and filled with miscellaneous objects. She believed that the person before her had never come here once before.

"There will be takeout at the three meals every day." He had a cup of coffee in front of him, but he didn't touch it.

Ding Yiyi had no appetite, but she still picked up her knife and fork. Right now, she would not neglect her child because of anything.

For a moment, there was only the sound of chewing.

A moment later, the chewing ceased, and she felt a terrible pain in her throat. All the food was stuck in her chest.

"Why?" she whispered.

The man kept facing away from the balcony. "Why what? Is this still the same thing? "

Her body shook so much that the table shook slightly and coffee spilled out of the walls and soaked the white tablecloth.

The man looked down at the smeared coffee stain. "I need a lot of money for one thing."

"You can't need money no matter how much you need it …" The last of the men disappeared down her throat, and even the onlookers could not speak the cruel words.

The man fell silent, and at last he reached for his coffee cup. The skin was no longer young, not covered with rhombus-shaped stripes.

Ding Yiyi felt that it wasn't worth it for the dead, "Do you have any children? They also have children or parents. Think about it, won't their loved ones be sad?!"

Anger made her forget that she was talking to a monster. Her voice rose in pitch, but no matter, there was no one else here.

The coffee cup was back on the table, its brown liquid rippling slightly. "I have a daughter."

Ignoring her surprise, he continued, "I love my daughter very much."

"Then why?" Ding Yiyi looked at him in puzzlement, but he changed the subject. "That was my first shot."

"What?" She did not understand, but she quickly reacted and found it laughable. The man in front of her had killed countless people, but he was still trying to explain that it was the first time she had fired a shot.

She stood up and was about to leave when she saw, through the glass, the dark shadow sitting behind her. She even thought that if he had fired, she would have been powerless to fight back.

The man suddenly said, "Come back."

She did not turn back, but her shoulders were trembling. The fear that was born in her heart was something she could not handle.

"Come back and finish all these, then I'll take you to call Ye Nianmo." His voice was neither fast nor slow.

Ding Yiyi turned around and looked at the man in front of her with suspicion. She couldn't understand a lot of what he had done.

Under the urging of her opponent, she picked up her knife and fork again and began to eat her food unhappily.

As they walked up the stairs, she noticed a small, round drop of blood that merged with the brown floor beneath their feet.

Her heart clenched. 'That corpse must have been disposed of!' Someone came in while they were on the balcony, carried the body down the stairs, and then just disappeared from the world.

Out of fear, she did not step on that flight of stairs. Instead, she took a big step upwards, not daring to look back.

The mysterious man, who was walking in front of him, opened his mouth and said, "You can tell him that you are doing well and that you are only going to help him."

The two of them walked to the room they had just been in. He pushed open the door and was the first to enter. His posture was free and at ease.

Ding Yiyi hesitated for a moment before following him in. The air was still filled with the faint smell of blood, but the place where the bucktoothed man had lain was completely gone. Even the carpet had been replaced.

If it wasn't for the bloody smell of the rain and air, Ding Yiyi would have thought that it was a dream. No one died and she didn't know about this either.

The man in the mask walked towards her, and she took a subconscious step back, looking at him with fear in her eyes.

He stopped, a few steps away from her, and held out his hand, holding half the latest phone in his palm.

"Tell him you're fine." "That's not a lie," he said hoarsely through the voice-changer, then added, "You'll be fine."

Ding Yiyi took it, her heart was thumping non-stop, and many thoughts flashed through her mind. Requesting Ye Nianmo to save him as soon as possible? Tell him that this man in front of him is the mastermind behind all these human organs incidents? Or tell him she was scared?

When the call connected, Ye Nianmo's voice sounded tired and alert. Before she even opened her mouth, he had already recognized her, "Yiyi?"

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