C1511 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1439
C1511 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1439
Ding Yiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. How could this be done just by looking at a painting? It was simply too frightening.
Feeling the back of her hand being pulled up, she looked to the side, Ye Nianmo's eyes were filled with warmth and encouragement.
"Let's begin. Now that the bet has been decided, you can no longer go back on your words." The old man smiled, a trace of treachery flashing across his eyes.
The warmth from her palm made her less nervous. She took a step or two forward and carefully raised her head to look at the three rhinoceros' horns on her head.
She walked back and forth, looking over it over and over again, trying her best to recall every detail. However, in her eyes, the three rhinoceros' horns were completely different in size apart from the rest.
The old man urged, "Three minutes. A minute has already passed."
Ding Yiyi's forehead was already covered in sweat. She wiped it with her sleeve and didn't even dare to blink. All she could think about was that if she guessed wrong, then Ye Nianmo would lose a lot of money.
She suddenly wanted to see if he was as nervous as she was, so she turned to look at him.
Ye Nianmo's expression was indifferent, as if he was just accompanying her shopping. Even his breathing was calm.
"Little Girl, stop looking at your lover. It's almost time." The old man said in a deep voice.
Ding Yiyi turned her head abruptly and casually pointed. "That's it!"
"Are you sure?" The old man's eyes were no longer as lively as they had been before. There was a trace of surprise in them, but more of an expression of heartache.
She nodded cautiously. "Then this?"
The old man placed the violet clay teapot on the table. He couldn't help but complain in his heart. He thought that this little girl wouldn't be so lucky, but humans were just so lucky.
The expression on his face was dark. He squinted his eyes, and then his nose quickly loosened. The hands behind his back exerted a little strength. He wanted to hand over that precious item. This was not only a matter of money, but also a heartache!
Looking at his expression, Ding Yiyi vaguely felt that she guessed right. She looked at the old man, then turned around and looked at Ye Nianmo, "Did I guess right?"
Ye Nianmo smiled at her, then said to the old man: "Thanks for the favor."
The old man was relieved after seeing him. He picked up the clay pot on the table again and put it in his palm. He looked at Ding Yiyi and said, "You, kid, are born with good luck."
Ding Yiyi was extremely happy. It was just like when she was young, there was a free lottery at an amusement park. She was as happy as if she had drawn her favorite doll.
"Miss, please come with me." A woman wearing a red qipao gently stood beside her and said, "Please wash your hands, this is the rule of the shop."
After Ding Yiyi and the person in the red qipao left, Ye Nianmo took out the cheque, wrote a string of numbers and passed it to him, "Thank you for your love."
The old man looked at the number on the cheque. That sum of money was definitely not written down at random, but had obviously been specially appraised. This meant that the other party had come with the intent to do so.
He could not help but feel embarrassed. He would never be willing to part with her, but after making a bet, he had lost the bet and had taken the money. This was a bit unethical, so if word of this got out, where would he put his pride?
Ye Nianmo boldly said, "It's hard to get such a good heart with money. For my wife, I am truly grateful."
The old man felt comfortable and started liking the young man in front of him even more. With a smile on his face, he said, "Don't say it like that, I'm not someone who can't afford to lose. How about this, I'll give you the money needed to sell superior items, it's my old man's fault."
Ye Nianmo did not refuse and wrote a new cheque and handed it over. After the trade was completed, Ding Yiyi walked out with a sandalwood box in her arms.
After greeting the old man, the two walked out of the store and towards the place where the car was parked. Ding Yiyi suddenly said, "I left something there. I'll go get it."
After hurriedly saying goodbye to Ye Nianmo, she rushed towards the antique shop.
The old man was about to leave from the back hall, but he was surprised to see her, "What's wrong?"
"I want to ask, how much did that thing cost? I'll pay you." She took a deep breath to calm her irregular breathing. "Although it's a bet, it's still a good one. I know this is all because of your good heart."
She looked at him passionately and decided to buy the rhinoceros' horn herself. Her face was a little red because of her current mental activity. "But can I pay in instalments? I might not have that much money all of a sudden."
"Hahahaha, this Little Girl." The old man laughed heartily. Even the guide in the red qipao beside him smiled.
The old man smiled as he walked in front of Ding Yiyi, who did not know what was going on. He patted her on the shoulder and said, "You have a good man." He paused, then continued, "He also has a good wife." Soon after, he shook his head, "This old man is actually worse than you two. He would rather go back on his word for money. The more I live, the more I will return."
He stroked his goatee, suddenly took out a red packet and gave it to Ding Yiyi, "This is something you should have. You don't need to feel guilty about it. Also, this is my greeting gift to you."
When Ding Yiyi heard this, she thought she was supposed to return the money, but why did she receive a red packet when she left? Just as she was about to refuse, the old man's expression had already turned stiff. "Are you not going to say that you're looking down on this old man?"
She quickly waved her hand, "That's not what I meant, I didn't mean that. I just think that it's already very expensive for you to give us this rhinoceros' horn."
The old man acted as if he had changed his mind. One second he was covered in dark clouds, the next he was laughing amiably. He stuffed the red packet into her hands, then he stroked his goatee and left the hall.
Ding Yiyi took the red packet and walked back to the parking lot. After getting on the car, she truthfully told him about her conversation with the old man as well as her intention of going to see him.
Ye Nianmo saw her helpless expression and couldn't help but to feel the softness in his heart. He suppressed a smile and said, "Open it and take a look."
Ding Yiyi opened the red packet and found a folded piece of paper. She took it out and looked at the number on it. She stuttered as she said, "He … why did he give me so much money?"
Ye Nianmo looked at the cheque meaningfully and understood in his heart, "Take it, this is a gift from the old man."
In any case, what they did today widened Ding Yiyi's horizons. She replied to the villa complex and the car slowed down. Ye Nianmo was about to take out his security card and swipe it in.
At this moment, a figure rushed over from the side. Ye Nianmo immediately turned the corner of the car to avoid running into the figure.
Just as he saw it was a woman, another old man entered his line of sight. He ran to the old woman who had jumped in front of the car and cursed, "How did you pounce over? That's a car! What if I bump into you? What should I do!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became. As he helped his boss up, he cried and constantly scolded his boss.
Ding Yiyi quickly unbuckled her seat belt, but she saw that Ye Nianmo had a calm expression on his face. She did not believe that he would behave in such a way in such a way, but she did not understand. She had to get off the car herself.
Seeing her get off the car, the two old men immediately became angry. Their eyes became round, and their old bodies seemed to have stored up all their strength, then completely exploded again.
"You wicked woman! Return my daughter! Return my daughter! " The old granny was the first to rush to Ding Yiyi, thumping her chest as tears streamed down her face.
Another old man was standing nearby, weeping. His white and sparse hair was a mess, but his mood was clearly more rational than the old woman's. "Don't be so agitated."
"Do you know me?" Ding Yiyi was a little surprised. She thought, "It's about Ding Yiyi again."
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The two old men looked at each other, and when they heard Ding Yiyi's question, they were both angry and anxious. They pointed at her nose and cursed, "You ungrateful person, our woman treats you so well, but you forgot her and helped the criminals get away with it. Although we only have a handful of old bones, we will never give up on being her opponent!"
"Enough." Ye Nianmo opened the car door and said lightly: "Two old men, let's go. Let's sit down first and talk slowly."
When they returned home, Ding Yiyi served tea to the two elders. Seeing them crying like their hearts were broken, she felt a little guilty.
Ye Nianmo pulled her to his side, and only opened his mouth after she was done, "She lost her memory. She can't remember anything from the past."
The two old men looked at Ding Yiyi in surprise. Seeing that her eyes couldn't hide anything, they believed her a little bit more, but they believed her a little more when they saw Ye Nianmo's serious face.
"You really don't know my daughter, Qiu Bai?" the old man asked.
"Qiu Bai?" Ding Yiyi carefully chewed on the name and suddenly remembered that she had heard this name from Baker. The girl in the car accident, her good friend?
She nodded at the two old men. "I heard her name."
The old man sighed and murmured, "Could it be that my daughter really can't go on with her injustice? This world is not fair! "
"The world is relatively fair." Ye Nianmo said lightly, "But back then, that case was a judicial one."
The old man was very excited when he heard him, "No! Absolutely not! That was a plan! "
He said indignantly, "It was unreasonable that the woman who knocked my daughter to death would be sentenced by the court as a mentally ill woman. After that, we looked up a lot of information and learned about her. Many of her characteristics are not what a mentally ill person should have."
Ye Nianmo frowned, "This is the result of the court's decision." After he finished speaking, his lips pursed because he thought of Xu Haorann, Xu Haorann also did something to protect Ao Xue in the dark back then?
"It's not like that. She must be faking it. She's definitely not crazy!" The old man paused, his eyes once again brimming with rage, "Not long ago, I saw the news. A burnt woman stabbed to death in self-defense, and the burned woman was the one who killed my daughter!"