1780: C1780 Wealthy Marriage 1707

C1780 Wealthy Marriage 1707

They were not only sympathetic towards Ding Yiyi, but also worried about whether they would encounter such a situation. The moment someone echoed their sentiments, the discontent in their voices would grow even louder.

What Ding Yiyi wanted was this kind of effect. Many people had to do one thing because the probability of success was very high because people didn't have to fight alone. At the same time, the probability of failure was also very high.

Once there was a strange sound, the others had no reason to insist.

"Hey, we want more money!"

Amongst the dozen or so people present, someone suddenly pointed a finger at the red-haired woman.

"Hey, you said that you only needed to gather together and march together, but now that things have turned out like this, we have to raise the money!"

The red-haired woman looked confused, and then she got angry, "It's not a little over $50 for a parade, and what do you want to tell me about it? There's only one man who asked me to give you money. I'm a victim too. "

Ding Yiyi glanced in the direction of the window. It was a layer of double-sided glass. It was a mirror in her direction, but it was transparent from the outside.

The door was pushed open, and Dong Qing and Lee Yixuan walked in.

The two of them pretended to hold Ding Yiyi's arm as they were about to leave. Everyone present saw her being taken away again. Although they couldn't bear it, they didn't want to be the first to leave, so they all lowered their heads.

"By the way, did you see the girl with me?" Ding Yiyi, the thing that concerns you the most is Hai Ziyu's whereabouts.

"Is it that beautiful girl?" A young man said timidly.

"Yes!" Ding Yiyi quickly nodded. "That pretty girl."

The young man glanced at the man on both sides of the woman's arms and said, "I saw her get into a black Mercedes-Benz."

Who did Hai Ziyu see? Why did she get into that black Mercedes?

Dong Qing and Lee Yixuan both thought that Hai Ziyu must have been captured, but he misjudged that Hai Ziyu had boarded the Mercedes-Benz on her own accord.

After all, Hai Ziyu had grown up in the country and had never been in contact with such things. It would be a fantasy to say that she took the initiative to board the Mercedes-Benz.

Ding Yiyi had a bold idea. Why would Hai Ziyu suddenly leave her side? It was because she saw something that surprised her greatly.

The answer to the question of what could make Hai Ziyu risk her life to search for it was obvious.

When they came out of the basement, Zhu Dan was waiting for them at the door with a grin on her face. "How was it?" My makeup skills aren't bad, right? "

"I feel like I've been beaten so badly." Ding Yiyi wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth.

Lee Yixuan suddenly remembered something, "Oh yeah, Yiyi, there's something that I don't know if I should tell you."

"Mom!"

Ye Miao rushed over as soon as he received Lee Yixuan's message. When he saw her "miserable state", his heart jumped.

"Who did it!?" I'll kill him. " He said coldly.

Ding Yiyi stared blankly at her son, who had appeared out of nowhere and was going berserk. For a long time, she couldn't react.

"Miao?"

Wu Tie was furious and looked coldly at Lee Yixuan, "Who did it?"

"It's so rare to see you so lively." Lee Yixuan teased her. In the next moment, Zhu Dan had already given him an elbow.

Zhu Dan snappily said, "You don't have anything else in your computer, do you? You still want more documents?"

Lee Yixuan nodded seriously, "I almost forgot that the target of the joke is a genius hacker. You can't joke about that."

"Miao!" Ding Yiyi finally accepted the truth. She rushed forward and hugged Ye Miao tightly, tears followed.

"My child, my child."

Ye Miao shrank into a familiar embrace. He had always wanted to protect his mother strongly, but when the warm embrace caught him off guard, he returned to his original self.

In the private room of the teahouse, Ding Yiyi had calmed down a lot. The paint on her face had also been washed away.

Ye Miao was, after all, already a teenager. Recalling his embarrassing appearance, he immediately decided to go back and blacklist Lee Yixuan's computer!

"Miao, that's why you've always been with your Uncle Li." Ding Yiyi had experienced great happiness and great sorrow. She had been extremely worried back then, but now she realized that her son was actually very close to her.

Ye Miao nodded and had a bad idea, "Dad knows as well."

"What!" Ding Yiyi clenched her fists. "He knows as well!" I must make him look good when I go back.

Ye Miao was surprised, he didn't follow her here, something must be wrong.

Hearing that Hai Ziyu, who loved him dearly, was gone, Ye Miao was also very worried. Although he still wanted to stay with his mother more, he still snuck into his room to infiltrate all the surveillance cameras on that street. He might be able to find out about Hai Ziyu's situation.

Ding Yiyi didn't know what Ye Miao was doing, but she clearly felt that he had matured a lot. Coupled with Lee Yixuan's explanation, she wasn't that angry towards Ye Nianmo anymore.

In the afternoon, the meeting room was very busy. Hamed was taken away publicly, which was regarded as a bad omen for this meeting. All the executives thought that someone was messing around, and they were all suspecting someone else.

"Now we've found out. The Mercedes-Benz headed towards Fragrant Pavilion Road, but it disappeared after 500 meters. In the afternoon, there were three cases of missing cars, all probably related to Hamed's disappearance."

Lee Yixuan was under a lot of pressure and the pressure was very tight. Hamed's disappearance had filled the meeting with smoke.

The door suddenly opened and Ye Miao stood up. "Mom?"

Everyone looked at the young girl who barged in. Such a beautiful woman could have studied in university, but she was already the mother of a child?

"Ziyu called me." Ding Yiyi held her phone.

"What did she say?" Lee Yixuan asked.

Hai Ziyu had most likely been taken away by that person while she was in the Mercedes-Benz. To call her now would at least prove that she was safe and safe.

"She said she's safe now and she told me not to worry." Ding Yiyi was even more convinced that the person she saw that day was Siwen Bing.

Lee Yixuan narrowed his eyes, "She left voluntarily?"

Ding Yiyi hesitated for a moment. "I don't know."

Ye Miao walked in with the laptop. Everyone knew that there was hope, so he opened the laptop and pointed to the picture on it.

Lee Yixuan touched his chin and looked at it for a while. Then, he recognized that it was a private hospital run by a local Christian.

The blood of the people at the scene was boiling, they finally found it! Losing the people in front of the crowd, they, the special forces, lost all their face!

Ye Miao sat in his seat as usual. His face was solemn and he didn't say a word. Suddenly, a shadow flashed in front of him.

Ding Yiyi lowered her head and looked at him. "Son, I feel like you've changed."

Being looked at like that, Ye Miao blinked his big eyes and looked away, "No."

"Are you happy?" Ding Yiyi looked at him seriously, "At that time, you said that you left home in order to find out where your interest was. Did you find it now? Are you doing what you like? "

Ye Miao thought about what she said seriously and nodded seriously, "Mhmm."1

"Is that so?" She caressed his head affectionately. "That's good."

The warmth of his palm stunned Ye Miao. How long had it been since he felt this warmth? He closed his eyes and obediently let those gentle hands touch his forehead.

"He's coming." Ye Miao suddenly said.

His mother was here, so he decided it would be better if she told him about it. Apart from the purpose of protecting her, there was still a little bit of evil intent.

He had played him around when he was younger, but now, it was a rare opportunity for him to do so.

Ding Yiyi's hand froze. No wonder he didn't make a call yesterday. That's good too, it's really good this time! Time! Wait! See you! Here! Him!

Hai Ziyu stayed in her room silently. She knew that this was one of the rooms in the ward. The door was not locked, so she could leave anytime. Her phone was also not taken away. She called her aunt just now.

From seeing his surprise, to desperately chasing the car and being brought here, her heart had never stopped beating. It was all crazy. It didn't feel like it was real.

Siwen Bing hadn't appeared since she was brought here. She didn't know where he had gone to.

His stomach felt a bit uncomfortable. Although he wanted to quietly wait here for him not to run around, he really wanted to go to the bathroom.

She wrenched the door open. The hallway was tiled in black and white, the tiles so clean they reflected back.

There was no one in the corridor, no windows, no sunlight, and the corridor was cold.

"Housekeeper?" She called out in a small voice that echoed in the long corridor.

There was a whimper at the end of the corridor, followed by a familiar sound.

"Remember that shot nine years ago?"

Siwen Bing? She approached cautiously, her heart thumping. She knew it wasn't good to eavesdrop like this, but was her heart disobedient?

"I should have shot you nine years ago." Hamed Pao cursed. His hands were tied behind the chair, and his feet were on the chair. The moment he moved, the chair would violently shake.

Siwen Bing smiled coldly, "Yes, the mission that has been delayed for so long should be completed."

A meaningful look flashed across Hamed's eyes, "I still remember what it was like nine years ago."

As soon as he finished, Hamed was punched in his stomach, causing Hamed to scream in pain.

"Go on." Siwen Bing ordered coldly.

Hamed was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He grimaced, and before long, his abdomen was punched again, "Go on."

"Don't fight." Hamed laughed coldly, "Sure, then let's reflect on it together."

Hamed Anji was the first merchant to come into contact with oil in Uruk. He was also the first merchant to obtain oil from shale with the method of fracturing.

His interest was greater than his fame in the oil industry. As long as someone wanted him to agree to the deal, they only needed to give him a present.

In the large room, there were mirrors everywhere. Long whips flashed on the surface of the mirrors, accompanied by the hoarse voice of a boy who had just stepped into puberty.

On the smooth floor, the boy lay like a dog, his four limbs already tied up by a pink rope. The man sat proudly on the luxurious sofa.

Nine years ago, Hamed Anji didn't know how to hide his love for women, so he casually sent this kind of message. As long as there was a young child, he would love them.

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