C997 Wealthy Marriage 925
C997 Wealthy Marriage 925
Ye Nianmo was a bit depressed. Could it be that his feelings for Ding Yiyi were already so obvious? Suppressing his emotions, he took a sip of the coffee on the table and asked, "What is she doing now?"
Ye Bo hesitated a little. Looking at the two who were happily chatting in the coffee shop, he said hesitantly, "Miss Ding seems to be dating. The other party's surname seems to be Ye and is called Ye Chuyun."
Right after he finished, the person on the other end of the phone hung up. Ye Bo could only continue to pay attention to the two people sitting on his left.
The waiter walked in front of Ding Yiyi and Ye Chuyun and politely asked, "May I ask what you need?"
"A glass of orange juice, no peach ingredients for the cake, and a cup of coffee, please." Ye Chuyun handed the menu over to the waiter.
"Do you remember how allergic I am to peach?" Ding Yiyi spoke quickly before feeling embarrassed. Ye Chuyun was oblivious to it. He looked at her and felt indescribably happy. How much effort would it take to suppress his desire to embrace her?
"You've lost a lot of weight." Ding Yiyi asked worriedly. Looking at his slightly sunken cheeks, she could tell that his body was no longer as well-built as it used to be. On the contrary, it was slightly shriveled up.
"Maybe American food isn't used to it." Ye Chuyun smiled as he moved the orange juice in front of her, revealing a tattoo on his sleeve. It could be vaguely seen that it was a portrait of a character.
"Seems like you have studied foreign culture and followed the tattoo." Ye Chuyun smiled as he rolled down his sleeves to cover the tattoo. He said softly, "In America, someone told me that if a person's favorite was tattooed on a certain part of the person's body, the person he misses would receive it. Seems like it's not working."
Ding Yiyi gulped the orange juice. She didn't dare to ask what he meant by that. She was afraid that he already had the answer to the question and was even more afraid that she was the one he was talking about.
"I'm leaving the day after tomorrow. I just came today to see you." Ye Chuyun looked at her with a serious expression, as if the two of them had never been apart.
Ding Yiyi's heart was a little sour. She felt a little regretful and reluctant, but her initial heartache had been relieved. Instead, she felt a little more at ease.
"If aunt is feeling better, it's better for you to go back home. Domestic food is more suitable for you." Ding Yiyi said sincerely.
When Ye Chuyun saw her expression, he was surprised for a moment and then felt relieved. She really put him down, right? That's good too, he can finally feel at ease.
The wind chime sounded at the coffee shop's door. A figure hurriedly walked in. After a short pause, the figure walked towards Ding Yiyi.
Ye Nianmo had long seen the two of them chatting happily through the glass door. His heart was filled with anger, he had been waiting for her to call for so long, but she was still waiting for the old lady.
"Long time no see, Nianmo." When Ye Chuyun saw the anger in his eyes, Ding Yiyi avoided it. She had a better understanding of the situation. His heart was beating so hard that he had to hold on to the tablecloth tightly.
"Why are you so thin?" Ye Nianmo was also stunned when he saw him stand up. The clothes of the same style felt empty when he put them on.
"Maybe it's because they can't accept the soil and water." Ye Chuyun smiled as he passed by, intentionally changing the topic, "You guys?"
"We have nothing to do with each other." Ding Yiyi spoke first. On the contrary, she seemed to want to cover it up.
"It doesn't matter?" Ye Nianmo stressed the word perfectly with a faint trace of anger on his face.
"Yi Yi, can you help me pack a cake at the counter? As soon as I get back home, my appetite is good. " Ye Chuyun suddenly turned around and said to Ding Yiyi.
Ding Yiyi nodded immediately. She was really worried about his health. Ye Nianmo knew that he purposely pushed her away and stood there silently.
"Ye Nianmo, I gave her to you, but why did you make her sad!" Ye Chuyun said coldly. If it wasn't because of his physical condition that he wasn't allowed to mess around, he would definitely beat him up.
"I like her." Ye Nianmo said. His gaze fell on the person at the counter, who was carefully picking out the cake. His gaze was gentle.
"Just like it?" Ye Chuyun mumbled to himself in an extremely low voice. If he just liked it to this degree, he would never be at ease handing Ding Yiyi over!
"Nianmo, since you only like her, don't stop her from leaving. Yi Yi has already decided to go with me to America." Ye Chuyun lied.
"What did you say!" Ye Nianmo's tone suddenly became louder, his eyes cold and fierce. Ye Chuyun sighed in his heart. He probably doesn't even know where Yi Yi is in his heart.
"Yiyi promised to come with me to America. I hope you won't bother her anymore." Ye Chuyun said as he felt his heart was not feeling well.
Ye Nianmo stood where he was, his eyes glued to Ding Yiyi who was walking towards him with the cake in her hand. Her emotions were surging, and as her figure faded away in his mind, he couldn't help but stretch out his arm to capture Ding Yiyi who was about to hand the cake to Ye Chuyun.
"Let go! "It hurts!" Ding Yiyi screamed in pain when she was grabbed by his strength. Ye Nianmo hurriedly let go of her after realising what was going on.
"You want to go with him?" Ye Nianmo said one word at a time. His heart was beating so fast that he couldn't even breathe properly.
Ding Yiyi thought that he was asking about time, so she nodded. Since Ye Chuyun was about to leave the country, of course she would accompany him for a few more days.
"Good, good, good." Ye Nianmo repeated himself a few times and there was no longer any need to ask anymore questions. Ye Chuyun was always more important to her than her!
Ye Nianmo looked deeply at Ding Yiyi. Without saying anything, he turned around and left. His pride forbade him to open his mouth to urge her to stay.
Seeing that he had made up his mind to leave, Ding Yiyi's heart was suddenly empty. Ye Chuyun walked in front of her and blocked Ye Nianmo's leaving figure. This time, he would be the one to be the bad guy.
At Ye Family, Ao Xue took out her design work and said, "Aunt Xia, tomorrow is the time for us to submit our plans. Can you help me take a look?"
Xia Yihan took the drawing and carefully examined every detail with a magnifying glass.
"Is Aunt Xia's design not good enough?" Ao Xue's heart skipped a beat as she hurriedly asked. Xia Yihan passed the painting to her and said, "You have a talent for design. Your memory is great. These are all your strengths, but child, I can't see your soul in the painting."
"Soul?" Ao Xue was slightly dissatisfied. A painting was a painting, where did the soul come from? Xia Yihan could only nod regretfully when she saw that she wasn't paying attention.
"Young Master!" The butler exclaimed. It was raining heavily outside, so Ye Nianmo walked in soaked. He quickly went to get a towel.
"Nianmo!" Xia Yihan and Ao Xue called out to him at the same time. Xia Yihan went to get her clothes, while Ao Xue called for the kitchen to boil some ginger soup.
"Mom, I'm fine." Ye Nianmo forced a smile and walked upstairs.
"Nianmo." Ao Xue called out softly. He turned around and looked at her with an ice-cold gaze. Ao Xue took a few steps back and subconsciously avoided this terrifying gaze.
In the bathroom, Ye Nianmo silently looked at himself in the mirror. Lightning was crackling outside the window, and his heart was chilled to the bone.
Warm water was spewing from his head continuously, the steam obscuring the surface of the mirror. A human figure could be vaguely seen, swaying on the surface of the mirror, suddenly approaching and now far away, as if mocking his powerlessness.
"Enough!" He punched at the mirror, causing it to collapse and crack under his fist.
Xia Yihan and Ao Xue were preparing the soup when they saw Ye Nianmo rushing downstairs and heading out of the house.
"Nianmo!" It was the first time Ye Nianmo had completely ignored his mother's words. He just wanted to run and erase everything in his mind about Ding Yiyi.
He ran through the rain. Droplets as big as beans landed on his face, fiercely smashing it open. They converged into a stream of water from his face.
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His clothes were completely drenched, sticking tightly to his body. His shoes were filled with water, and occasionally a car light would shine over from afar. He didn't care whether he dodged or not, as if he was immersed in a state of oblivion.
He didn't know how many kilometers he ran, he only knew that the rain was heavy, from the suburbs to the noisy city. Ye Nianmo felt that his feet were as heavy as lead, so he could only run forward mechanically.
"Woof woof woof!" The sudden burst of barking made him sober up and stop his heavy footsteps. Ye Nianmo found himself running from his home to Ding Yiyi's house.
The Baby Cheng barked. As he stood, he heard Ding Yiyi's soft voice coming from inside the house.
Ding Dacheng went out to see why the dogs were barking. When he saw Ye Nianmo, he was shocked. Then, with a serious face, he asked, "What are you doing here?"
"I want her." He wanted to see her. He wanted to hug her so hard that she would stay by his side and not go to America.
"Wait a minute, I'll go get her, but whether she'll see you or not is another matter." Ding Dacheng called Baby Cheng into his house and closed the door.
"Dad, is someone coming?" Ding Yiyi asked as she placed the dishes on the table.
"No one, just passersby were startled by the Baby Cheng's shout." Ding Dacheng drank the white wine in one gulp. Looking at his daughter who was like a blooming flower, his guilty heart became firm.
Ding Yiyi smiled as she set up her chopsticks and said, "It's raining so heavily today."
Ding Dacheng answered without batting an eyelid and shouted for help. After dinner, Ding Yiyi took a book and sat in the living room to read.
The rain outside the window rattled, and she suddenly felt distracted. She opened the window, and a cold wind blew through the rain.
Ding Yiyi looked out of the window curiously. There seemed to be a person standing still under the dim light.
Black figures stood outside the light. Rain splashed on the windowsill and drenched the back of Ding Yiyi's hand. She felt a chill, and her thoughts were pulled back from the black figure.
"Yiyi, my legs aren't feeling well. Come over and massage them." Ding Dacheng suddenly opened his mouth and answered. She looked out the window at the black shadow for the last time, then closed the curtain and left.
Ye Nianmo looked at her quietly. He could vaguely see that she was wearing a simple T-shirt and wide pants.
"Why do you look like a boy when you're working?" He smiled softly. Although he knew that the person he missed would not appear in front of him, he still looked at them greedily until the lights on the first floor dimmed and the lights on the second floor lit up.
"Good night, Ding Yiyi."