C1850 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1777
C1850 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1777
"Yeah, it's always flying back and forth, but this business trip did give me a nice surprise." He pushed the frame of the mirror without batting an eyelid.
The two of them chatted for a while, talking nonsense.
"You also have a heaven's will when it comes to love." Ding Yiyi had not expected to be so refined. It seemed that people who worked hard every day would also want to watch TV dramas.
He nodded, "Yes, I will. I've already seen the 23rd episode."
As the plane started to descend, the feeling of the tinnitus returned. Ding Yiyi stopped to speak and waited for the tinnitus to pass before saying, "I've been busy these days and haven't had the time to take a look."
"Really? Pay more attention to rest." Xue Zhaolin seemed to have thought of something and said: "Oh yeah, you only have a few things, do you only live in the Dongjiang City for a day or two?"
Ding Yiyi nodded. "I'll be back the day after tomorrow."
The plane had stopped. The two of them got off the plane and said their goodbyes. Xue Zhaolin was picked up by a Mercedes-Benz outside the airport while Ding Yiyi went back to the hotel first.
Returning to a familiar place once again, her heart was filled with countless thoughts. Only when she was in the Dongjiang City would she feel at home.
She stayed at the hotel where Soong Mengjie and Ye Bo would have their wedding the next day.
The front desk staff was helping to check in the hotel lobby. A character interview was playing on the big TV in the lobby. A camera turned around and it turned out to be Ye Nianmo.
She stared at the calm man on the TV with a complicated feeling in her heart. It was a feeling known as longing.
The host's questions were quite skillful. Ye Nianmo occasionally nodded and occasionally expressed his opinion. The two of them had a good chat.
"Miss?" The front desk staff called out to her a few times before she came back to her senses. "Sorry."
"This is your room card." The receptionist handed her the room card as if it was a common occurrence, "I wish you a pleasant stay."
Back in her room, she threw herself on the sofa, her mind full of Ye Nianmo, her lover.
Love him, but also suffer from the heart, want to see him, but can't see him. Ding Yiyi buried her head in the pillow and sighed heavily.
Ye Bo and Soong Mengjie's wedding banquet was set up on the second floor of the hotel, and early in the morning, red posters were placed at the most conspicuous place. There were a lot of people who came to attend the meeting. After all, Ye Bo was Ye Nianmo's most valued boss. Those who came to curry favor with him were quite familiar with him.
Hotel room
Soong Mengjie looked at herself in the mirror, who was dressed in Chinese dress. She gave a slight smile, and so did the person in the mirror.
She pulled up her collar a little to cover the kiss mark. During the month that she and Ye Bo had lived together before their marriage, she knew that man was indeed the man she wanted to live with for the rest of her life.
The red collar that had been raised did not completely cover the kiss mark. Recalling the intensity of the morning's events, her face flushed slightly.
"Hello." She tilted her head and called out the door, wanting the makeup artist to come over and help cover the marks on her neck. Otherwise, it would be so awkward if the lights came in at the wedding.
No one answered, so she got up and went to look for someone. Just as he walked to the door, it was pushed open from the outside. A person wearing a pink noblewoman's dress walked in.
"Mom."
Xiao Xiaolee circled around Soong Mengjie and commented, "What Chinese wedding? What's the use of it? It's better than Western wedding."
Soong Mengjie knew that the Western wedding ceremony would be even more intense and she would be able to receive more money, but she didn't want to say it. Because of the marriage, Xiao Xiaolee had made a lot of demands.
Three houses in this city
Once a year, let Xiao Xiaolee and Soong Shuhao travel abroad
more than 2 million cars
Three American dollars.
"Mengjie, you're about to get married. Mom is worried that you're not doing well." Xiao Xiaolee pulled her hand and said earnestly.
Soong Mengjie didn't answer and only nodded. At this point, she had nothing else to say. She just wanted to quickly cover up her stepmother's mouth and let her stay there.
Xiao Xiaolee touched the bracelet on her hand and said, "I was just thinking about it. I feel like raising a daughter like you really took a lot of effort."
She raised her hand to rub her eyes. There was not the slightest trace of tears on her makeup.
Soong Mengjie put her hands on her knees and comforted herself. "Don't make a ruckus and don't make a ruckus. Just wait for them to leave."
"You are the daughter of our family, so of course we want you to live a better life. The men of today will not cherish the married woman, just like your father." She seemed to have thought of something, and a ferocious expression appeared on her face. It was a bit repulsive.
"Mom, it's been hard on you to follow dad." Soong Mengjie could only agree. However, this was true. Xiao Xiaolee had been busy quarrelling with Soong Shuhao since she was young. This marriage must have been tough.
Xiao Xiaolee nodded. "I followed your father without hesitation back then and didn't ask for money. I only wanted him to be good to me." The voice paused, "Forget it, I want to discuss with you about that. I don't think the betrothal gifts we asked for are really married now? Should I add another item? "
She said complacently, "I was worried that you would be bullied in the future, so I asked my family for help. They said that they wanted another pair of Yu Guan Yin.
"Mom, we're getting married soon. How do you want me to bring this up with him? "He's not a tycoon, how much more do you want from him?" Soong Mengjie was so anxious that she was on the verge of tears.
"Kid, what are you talking about?" Xiao Xiaolee retorted, "Is that Yu Guanyin of yours something I want? If I wasn't worried about you being bullied, I would have gone all the way to ask others to look after your face for me? "He really is an ungrateful bastard."
Soong Mengjie had never been good at quarreling with others, so she could only pucker her lips and remain silent. She felt wronged. This was her parents. When they were getting married, one of them didn't care about the others, the other wanted to get some money.
"Forget it, you little fool. I'll go talk to the new young master." Xiao Xiaolee stood up.
The door was pushed open, and a clear voice accompanied by brisk steps walked over, "Auntie, about this Yu Guanyin thing, the Golden Guanyin thing, Tie Guanyin thing, don't mention it, if you mention it, you might even be forced to spit out the money you ate earlier."
Soong Mengjie stared at the person in disbelief. "Yiyi."
Yi Yi walked in front of Xiao Xiaolee. "Auntie, you really care about your daughter, but unfortunately, my husband and I also bought her and we were preparing to release her to the family. With the Ye Family helping her, you can rest assured."
Xiao Xiaolee hadn't seen Ding Yiyi in a long time, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do. "Isn't this Yi Yi? This Yu Guanyin is going to be in her family. You two make it sound like I'm greedy for money."
She did not dare to offend Ding Yiyi, because if she were to offend Ding Yiyi in Dongjiang City, it would be equivalent to provoking her own Ye Group, making Soong Shuhao's business difficult in the future.
"Granny has always felt that Mengjie was a kind-hearted person and always wanted to take her as her goddaughter. Isn't this what they call a family?" Ding Yiyi did not back down at all. "Furthermore, Auntie, what I just said is true."
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Xiao Xiaolee choked on her words, but she did not dare to offend him. Her face turned red as she said, "Forget about it. We have no way to get involved in whatever this young man wants to do. I'm leaving."
Ding Yiyi went to close the door before letting out a long sigh. "Fortunately we were in time. What if she makes a ruckus at the wedding?"
"Yiyi?"
"Hai, long time no see."
Ding Yiyi turned around happily. When she saw Soong Mengjie's tears, she immediately rushed forward, flustered. "Your makeup is already spent. Don't cry, the wedding is coming soon."
"I already told you not to cry, today is the happiest day."
"Where did you go? Didn't you say you wanted to be our best friend?" You don't think of me as a friend at all. " Soong Mengjie hugged her and burst into tears.
Ding Yiyi was also crying. "Sorry."
The two cried for a while before calming down. As soon as the makeup artist entered the door, she saw that the bride's face was already in disarray. She quickly told Soong Mengjie to finish up, take off her makeup, and paint anew.
"Will you go back this time?" Soong Mengjie sat upright, her eyes darting to the side.
Ding Yiyi nodded. "I'll leave after saying my blessings to you." She remembered that she had yet to give the gift to her, so she hastily took out an exquisite small gift box from the bag that she carried with her. "I made this myself. It should have been more precious, but after some thought, I still gave this to you."
Inside the box was a pair of earrings made from a pair of blue gems. They were shaped like prisms and had patterns on the sides. The gems were clear and clean, and looked very beautiful.
"You picked up the design again?" Soong Mengjie happily gestured beside her ear as she took off the earrings she was originally wearing and replaced them with Ding Yiyi's earrings.
Ding Yiyi smiled and said, "That's right, self-reliant and well-fed."
Soong Mengjie thought for a moment and said carefully, "Nianmo is looking for you."
Ding Yiyi nodded. "I know."
Soong Mengjie could only tightly squeeze her good friend's hand, hoping that her good wishes would be passed on to them.
"It's about time for the wedding to start. I'll be leaving first." Ding Yiyi stood up and said, "I'll come see you again in the future."
"So fast!" Soong Mengjie stood up. The makeup artist was painting her lipstick. As she stood up, her lipstick drew a long red line across her mouth.
The three of them were stunned. The makeup artist first burst out laughing. The remaining two people couldn't hold it in any longer, laughing so hard that they couldn't even straighten their waists.
The sorrowful feelings from before were completely wiped away by this small episode.
When Ding Yiyi wanted to leave, Soong Mengjie knew that she couldn't stay. She repeatedly reminded Ding Yiyi to stay in touch before she let her go.
As soon as she closed the door, Ding Yiyi wanted to cry. As she walked to the elevator, her desire to cry intensified.
The pedestrians who passed by her gave her a quick glance before walking away.
Seeing the elevator go up, one floor at a time, she decided to head for the stairs.
Wearing high heels, she walked at a moderate pace. After walking a few steps, she heard the sound of leather shoes.