1832: C1832 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1759

C1832 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1759

"What do you think Yi Yi and Dong Qing really have?" She turned to look at him.

Ye Nianmo listened obediently and stopped pouring the wine. He held the goblet between his index finger and thumb and said with a slightly drunk look in his eyes, "No, I believe she won't betray me."

He paused. "I'm just a little tired."

Regardless of whether it was his grandmother's matter or Dong Qing's, he just wanted to let her live a carefree life. However, whenever this kind of thing happened, he would also feel perplexed and bored.

Sometimes he even thought that he might as well imprison her at his side, so that there wouldn't be an index that would lead to a conflict between the two of them.

Xia Yihan sat on the sofa opposite of him and sighed. "Being too persistent is a form of harm to both of them. You and her are like two rubber bands that are always stretched tight because of each other. Don't tighten it so tightly every now and then."

Breathe in? Yeah, maybe it's true. The more you care, the easier it is for you to be angry and feel powerless.

"I know it's hard." Xia Yihan patted his shoulder. "Your father and I learned a lot about giving each other more space to trust."

Ye Nianmo put down his goblet, "Have you learned it yet?"

She turned her head and smiled. "Who knows?"

Ye Nianmo didn't call again for a few days. Ding Yiyi only called for a day and then didn't call again.

He must be angry, so his own explanation was completely useless. Although he said that he believed it, was he still unable to accept it in his heart?

"No breakfast, ma'am?" Sofia knocked on the door.

"No need, I'm not hungry." Ding Yiyi replied dispiritedly.

The phone rang. She quickly got up and was a little disappointed when she saw the caller ID.

"I'm fine." "I'm very sorry about this."

"It's not your problem, nor mine." Ding Yiyi interrupted him.

"What did he say? If it was him, he wouldn't believe these boring jokes. "

A silence on the other end of the line startled him. "He believed it? Did you guys quarrel? "

"No, I just feel very sorry. I always give him trouble, and even I hate myself for that."

"It's not like that."

"Sorry, I suddenly have something to do, so I'll hang up first."

Dong Qing held the phone in her hand. The moment she hung up, he could clearly hear her crying.

Inside the room, Ding Yiyi was curled up on the sofa, crying silently. She didn't dare to call him because she felt that she had gotten herself into trouble. She didn't want to trouble him anymore.

hospital

Fu Fengyi was still in good spirits and was able to sit up straight.

"I told you to come all the way here. Go back." she said.

Ye Nianmo had just returned from the doctor's office, "Shall we return to Dongjiang City? "It will make it easier for us to take care of you."

"Not for the time being. I feel like my destination is here." Fu Fengyi said, "As long as there's no unreliable care, I'll be fine."

"Grandmother, that was Yi Yi's wrong." Ye Nianmo wanted to ease the tension between the two of them. "She did it unintentionally. After all, her father is injured."

Fu Fengyi did not want to hear it, "This is the irresponsible way, leaving without saying a word. To think that she can do it, but she doesn't even know how to say a word?"

She glanced over and coincidentally saw Dr Duan, "Dr Duan, you came."

Dr Duan walked in and answered, "Madam, I was in the wrong in that matter as well. Madame Ye has already asked me to take care of her. I was the one who didn't take care of her properly."

"No need to say that. If it wasn't for you, I would have died long ago." Fu Fengyi looked at Ye Nianmo and sighed, "Forget it, you're the one in charge of living. I don't have that much time left, so it's up to you."

After exiting the ward, Ye Nianmo rubbed his temples. It was said that it was difficult for a Qing official to break off his family's affairs, and now he could truly feel it.

"Ye Nianmo!"

With a loud shout, he raised his head, and a solid punch had already landed on his face.

A passing nurse exclaimed, "How can you hit someone, where's the security?"

Dong Qing raised her fist. "Would you rather believe those damned photographs than believe her?"

"Are those pictures real?" Ye Nianmo rubbed his face that was in pain.

"So what if it is, but that's not the truth." Before she could finish, Dong Qing's abdomen was punched.

The two of them started fighting. Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo, Hai Qingqing, and the others rushed over, but they couldn't separate the two who were fighting intensely.

"Stop." Ye Zimo frowned.

The duo, who had been fighting, turned a deaf ear. They both died in different degrees.

Ye Zimo stepped forward and cleanly punched each of them in the stomach. "If you want to fight, then go out and fight. Don't disturb the order here."

"Ye Nianmo, I can't wait for those magazines to be true." Dongqing glared at him.

Ding Yiyi heard about Dong Qing and Ye Nianmo from Hai Qingqing, so she immediately ran to Fu Fengyi's recuperation city, got off the plane and headed to the hospital.

Coincidentally, she met her mother-in-law at the entrance of the hospital. Although Xia Yihan was shocked, she still told her that Ye Nianmo was at the lake behind the hospital.

Ye Nianmo put out the cigarette in his hand and took out another. Even though he heard footsteps behind him, he didn't have any reaction.

Ding Yiyi sat beside him and took the cigarette away. "You smoke too much."

"Why are you here?" He flicked the ash off his fingers and squeezed out the smoke.

"I'm sorry. I clearly know that I've caused you a lot of trouble, but I just couldn't resist coming to see you." She reached out to touch the cut on his face. "Does it hurt?"

Ye Nianmo grabbed it and asked, "Are you tired?" "I always hold you tightly. As long as it's related to you, I will be jealous and lose my mind easily. Are you tired of being with me like this?"

Ding Yiyi didn't expect him to ask this question and didn't know how to answer.

Ye Nianmo let go of her hand, "Even if you made the biggest mistake in this world, I will forgive you. But I also want to hold on to you tightly and make you mine alone."

He did not finish what he wanted to say. He had been thinking for the past few days and tried not to contact her. He wanted to let her know if the binding force between them had reached a critical point.

He turned to look at her as his hand was grabbed, his head buzzing.

"So that's why you didn't call me these past few days?"

He was silent, tacitly admitting it. Whenever he thought of trying to let her fly freely, he would feel extremely unwilling. And when he was unwilling, he would despise himself.

Ding Yiyi held onto him tightly. "If you really don't want to, then we can't possibly be together for that long."

He widened his eyes and subconsciously gripped the small hand in his palm.

"I feel guilty sometimes," Ding Yiyi said slowly. "You're so smart and so confident, and I always give you trouble. Sometimes you think that way and you must be exhausted to be in charge of me."

She didn't say anything and continued, "But sometimes when I wake up from a nightmare, I suddenly think that there's someone behind me who's always watching me. What's there to worry about?"

"Thank you for being willing to bind me with your life."

Ye Nianmo wanted to crush her to his heart's blood. "Do you know how many efforts I made to make you more free, so that you wouldn't get tired? You broke it so easily!"

"So, I'm really sorry." Ding Yiyi nestled into his arms, feeling extremely sweet in her heart.

Not far away, Dong Qing, who knew that Ding Yiyi came to find Ye Nianmo and was worried that she would be bullied, rushed over and witnessed this scene. When he saw the two of them embracing, his heart suddenly tightened.

Under Ye Nianmo's supervision, Ding Yiyi had to take an afternoon nap to regain her strength. After resting at the hotel for a while, she immediately went to see Dong Qing to see how his injuries were.

People in the hospital said his wounds were cleaned up briefly and then left, never to return.

She sighed and had no choice but to give up and send a message to the other party.

Dr Duan happened to be pushing Fu Fengyi out into the sun. They were both stunned when they saw each other.

"Grandma, are you feeling better?" Ding Yiyi hurried forward.

Fu Fengyi let out a breath from her nostrils. "He's not dead."

"Sorry grandma." Ding Yiyi stood to the side.

Not far away, Ye Nianmo and Xia Yihan were walking over. Seeing this situation, Ye Nianmo wanted to go up, but he was stopped.

"If you mediate from her, Mom will only dislike her because of your protection. This is a matter between the two of them, so believe me when I say it." Xia Yihan consoled.

On the other side, Fu Fengyi no longer wanted to talk and signaled Dr Duan to push her out.

Ding Yiyi followed closely behind. She too felt guilty, hoping to find an opportunity to show off and gain her grandmother's forgiveness.

"Forget it, I'm not going for a walk. I'm full of anger now." Fu Fengyi had a long face, and the passersby all cast curious and strange looks at her.

Dr Duan looked at Ding Yiyi helplessly and pushed Fu Fengyi into the room.

Ye Nianmo walked out with a sigh as he looked at the woman who was standing alone at the door of the ward.

"Let's go."

Ding Yiyi followed his footsteps and staggered out, "Nianmo? "Where to?"

In the hotel, he gently kissed her, wanting to wipe away all the sadness from her eyes. "Rest well today. You can go back tomorrow."

"I don't want to go back if I can." Ding Yiyi nestled into his arms. "I want Grandmother to forgive me."

He frowned. "There will be many chances in the future. You can go back tomorrow."

"Are you trying to drive me here because you're worried that I'll be wronged?" She straightened up and looked at him seriously.

Ye Nianmo looked away and muttered, "You're still not going back when you know it."

"That's why I don't want to go back." Ding Yiyi took the initiative to kiss his cheek. "It must be hard for you to be in the middle of it these days. I'm sorry."

"I don't accept this apology." Ye Nianmo turned around and pressed down on her body, then undid the last restraint on her body, "Let's change to another form."

Early the next morning, Ding Yiyi woke up early and made some nutrition soup, sending it to Fu Fengyi's sickroom. The place was still as cold as ever.2

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