C2458 Married to a Rich Family 2385
C2458 Married to a Rich Family 2385
Ye Miao took a tissue and held the hand of his lover who had been scared witless. He helped her wipe the soup that had splashed on her fingers, but his expression didn't change at all.
Ye Shuimo and Uncle Ye looked at each other. The other side also knew that Ye Nianmo was still alive and at the Dongjiang City.
If one of the husband and wife was already dead, then it would be considered a automatic divorce. However, Ye Nianmo wasn't dead at all. In other words, the husband and wife relationship still existed between the two.
Ye Miao obviously thought of this as well. He thought deeper into the matter. Because of an accident, his whereabouts were unknown, and if he had been missing for two years from the date of the accident, his interested parties could apply to the people's court to declare him as a deceased person.
And for the past four years, Mom had never admitted to the fact that Dad was dead, so she never went to court to be sentenced, so if she was going to get married, that meant officially admitting that Dad was dead, too.
The atmosphere at the scene was still strong, but those who knew of the inside story were all thinking in their hearts, and had no interest in eating any more.
Darling had class tomorrow and was already yawning due to the sleepiness. Ye Bo could only take her home first and give her a look when they left. The latter nodded in agreement.
The servants came to clear up the tableware while the rest of the servants moved on to the tea room. After they finished the hot pot, they would drink some tea to dissolve the water.
Ye Chuqing was happy that her sister-in-law had waited enough for these past few years. She felt that her brother would also want to see her happy to have someone to take care of her for the rest of his life.
"Married Chinese or Western? I think the Chinese style is pretty good too. "
"Which country should we go to get married? "If it's Chinese style, then I might as well compare its original flavor at home."
Ye Chuqing and Hai Ziyu had already started planning for the wedding. Ye Shuimo listened on pins and needles. If it was in the past, she would definitely be happier and give her blessings. However, this situation gave her a headache.
"Shuimo, what's wrong?" You don't talk much today. " Ding Yiyi looked at her.
"Ah?" "Is that so?" Upon being asked, Ye Shuimo started to panic as her mind went blank.
Ye Miao continued, "Maybe he's thinking about marriage."
Ye Shuimo lowered her head without a word, tacitly agreeing. Otherwise, she couldn't possibly say that she was worrying about her father, right?
"You are still young, aren't you in a hurry? Wait till we settle the big matter in front of us." Hai Zhuoxuan said.
Ye Shuimo drank her tea absent-mindedly. It was not easy to finally get home. Of course, she was anxious to leave, or else she would not be able to keep her expression taut.
"Miao, there are still some specialties your grandparents brought over by air in the room. Come and get them with me." Ding Yiyi called out to Ye Miao, who was about to leave.
In the tea room, the aroma of tea still lingered as the two of them sat opposite each other. Ding Yiyi was the first to speak. "You are my child. I hope you can be happy. I also want to hear your opinion on this matter."
Ye Miao was silent for a while before saying, "I hope for your happiness, so as long as it's your decision, I will support it."
Ding Yiyi's expression warmed. "So it's like that. Quickly go. Shuimo should be getting impatient."
She watched her son's figure disappear behind the door. She sat for a while longer before she got up and took out a death confirmation application form from the drawer next to her. She stared at the name of the deceased for a long time before putting it down.
In the evening, Ye Chuqing knocked on her door and came in with a booklet. She opened it and pointed to various Chinese dress styles, "Sister-in-law, let's choose our dresses first. These are a few I think the domestic Chinese dress is not bad, if you also feel good, in a few days we will go to their studio together to see, the concrete communication with the designer.
There are also several international brands of semi-Chinese dress, which I also think is quite good, that German designer who got two long sleeves in Lithuania this year, what do you think? "
As they were picking out their dresses, the door was buttoned, and Dongqing saw her and smiled. "Looks like I've come at the wrong time."
Ye Chuqing stood up. "Why would I? Since you're here, I'll leave first. You guys must have a lot of things to say."
"What are you looking at?" Dongqing walked over to her side and sat down.
Ding Yiyi handed over the dress manual. "I'm having a look at the dress suit with Chu Qing."
"I never thought that this day would actually come. If this is a dream, I'd rather not wake up."
Ding Yiyi laughed. "Do you want me to pinch you to let you know if it's a dream or not?"
Dong Qing's expression was serious as she said, "I will treat you well."
Ding Yiyi was taken aback for a moment before nodding lightly. "Alright."
The two of them had long passed the age of love, and the passion in their hearts had become more rational due to their age. After chatting for a while, they said good night to each other.
On the bed, the wedding album was still open, and the Chinese dress inside was bright red.
Late at night, Ding Yiyi came out of her room wearing a windbreaker and headed straight for the garage. The lights of her car flashed in the dark night and gradually disappeared into the distance.
Ye Chuqing stood at the door of her room and watched as the car left. She walked to the guest room and knocked on the door.
The door opened quickly. Dong Qing was still awake. "What's the matter?"
"Let's talk." Ye Chuqing said.
In the living room, Hai Zhuoxuan also came. The couple sat on the side with serious expressions.
Hai Zhuoxuan said, "Mr. Dongqing, we have no other intentions, it's just that Yiyi is our most important family member. We want her to be happy, so we want to confirm that you will give her happiness, right?"
"I will give her all my love," she said.
Hai Zhuoxuan and Ye Chuqing looked at each other. Ye Chuqing said, "Even if she still has a place for brother in her heart?"
This was something she was more worried about. Her brother's sudden departure was too much of a blow to her sister-in-law. She couldn't forget the lonely look that flashed across her sister-in-law's eyes when she first entered today.
Dongqing let out a long sigh of relief. "We are no longer young, and we do not have the heart that we used to have when we were young. I am very grateful to her. She is willing to marry me, not because she wants to marry me, but because I want to marry her. Even so, I am very grateful to her, and will spend the rest of my life being kind to her as to whether her heart is with me. "
He paused and then suddenly smiled, "How can a man be so greedy? I am already satisfied with just one thing."
After hearing the other party's true thoughts, Hai Zhuoxuan and Ye Chuqing were finally relieved. Although this worry might be unfair to Dong Qing, if they were to say it in advance, the gap between them would not be that big in the future.
Dong Qing looked at the time. "It's about time. I'll go pick her up."
Ye Chuqing was shocked. "Do you know where sister-in-law went?"
The latter nodded, got up, picked up her coat and walked towards the garage. A short while later, she heard the sound of an engine.
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Hai Zhuoxuan looked out the window, "Maybe this is Yi Yi's last chance to be happy."
He was usually bored to death, others would not be able to afford a cemetery even if they died. These rich people actually bought a cemetery of more than 100 square meters, and they even put normal things inside to make a tomb with clothes on. There was simply no one around.
"You should go to sleep. I'll be fine by myself for a while."
He wanted nothing more than for the other party to say that, so he just replied and ran away. What was there to be scared off in the middle of nowhere in this kind of weather?
It was indeed cold at night. It had snowed a few days ago, and now it was wet everywhere. The greenery that was originally well-done was also scattered by the snow.
"I know you're not here." As the hot air dispersed, she continued, "But people have to have a bit of hope. I'm beginning to understand why Chu Qing insisted on having a memorial grave. It's not bad, there's always a place to talk."
Not far away, the tomb guard who had already hid inside the house saw a car parked outside. Beside the car was a man wearing a windbreaker, it was late at night, he couldn't really see the car clearly, he could only vaguely see that the man was very good-looking.
He followed the man's gaze and saw that he was staring fixedly at the woman who had entered the room. He wanted to go out and interrogate her, but decided against it.
Let's leave it to him, even the ghosts are not willing to come out. These people will do whatever they want here, and since he's the one guarding the tomb, it's none of his business.
He turned out the lights. The room was pitch black, and the man outside the window had completely blended in with the darkness.
When the lights in the distance suddenly went off, Ding Yiyi glanced at him and said, "I'm going to get married to Dong Qing."
A cold wind blew, sweeping away the dead leaves on the ground that were buried under the snow. The cold wind in the middle of the night was extremely bone-piercing, so she couldn't help but rub her hands, paused for a while, and then continued: "Are you angry? Will he be angry? "I hate that I didn't wait for you."
No one replied, the hot air spraying from her mouth slowly dissipated, she suddenly picked up the bag in her hands and beat the tombstone as if she was crazy, hysterically saying, "Why aren't you back yet? I've been waiting for you for so long, why haven't you come yet!"
The back of her hand was red from the cold, and it hurt to hold the bag. Hot tears filled her eyes, and she crouched down to hug her knees and cry.
For the past four years, she had endured the torment of never seeing her loved one again, holding onto hope, hope, and disappointment.
When the Mausoleum Guard heard the woman's cries, he couldn't help but look through the window. That handsome man didn't even make a single move, but he could feel that his eyes never left his body.
When the other party moved, he jumped in fright. Subconsciously dodging the attack, he realized that the other party wouldn't be able to see him and thus, he gathered up his courage to continue watching.
The man opened the door, thinking, Is he ready to go? When the other person turned around and saw the latter's face, he was shocked.
Because he had been working here for a long time, he was extremely familiar with the flowers and trees in the mausoleum. He even looked at the photo on the tombstone more than a hundred times.
"Ghost!" He let out a low cry, afraid of attracting that person's attention. After seeing that person drive away, he realized that the ghost was driving a car. Was that person a person?
He listened carefully, but he could no longer hear the crying of the woman. Indeed, there were lights on the other side of the road.
"Tsk tsk, what day is it today? Either no one usually comes, or it will be so lively all of a sudden."