C1738 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1665
C1738 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1665
Ye Nianmo took a look at the room structure and said, "Give the room to Shuimo."
Madame Meng already knew that this would happen. She smiled as she wrapped Ye Shuimo up and went into the room to take a look.
Sofia's eyes reddened. She looked pitifully at Ding Yiyi, hoping she would say something.
"Shuimo seems to like this room a lot." Ding Yiyi said. It seemed like she didn't feel that anything was amiss.
Ye Nianmo looked down at Ye Miao, who was standing alone beside him. "What do you think?"
"Younger sister, give it to me." Ye Miao was very sensible.
"Is that so?" Ye Nianmo didn't have any expression on his face. He nodded and entered the room to accompany Ye Shuimo.
Sofia was on the verge of tears, not mentioning that Ye Nianmo was Ye Shuimo's biological father. It was fine that he treated his own daughter well, but so was his wife.
After looking around, he was almost certain that there was nothing that needed to be changed.
On the way back, Madame Meng pushed Ye Shuimo into Ding Yiyi's arms. "Shuimo has been making a fuss about wanting a lady's hug. Miss is very dependent on her."
Upon hearing that, Ding Yiyi immediately hugged Shuimo to comfort her. Ye Shuimo did not have much of an advantage when compared to the rest of the people in Ye Family, and was even dimmer when compared to the watery Ye Miao.
With Ye Shuimo, Ye Miao naturally couldn't sit in the passenger seat with Ding Yiyi. He also sat in the passenger seat consciously. Ye Nianmo didn't say anything and sat in the backseat.
Madame Meng realized that something was wrong. Sofia was driving while Ye Miao was sitting in the front passenger seat. Madam was hugging Mr Ye and Miss Shuimo. Where was she sitting then?
Sofia also noticed and said with a smile, "Sister Meng, why don't you drive your car while I take a taxi back home?"
Madame Meng's face paled. There were a lot of cars in Ye Family, but knowing how to drive them was one thing.
Ye Nianmo said, "Take the car back yourself."
As the car drove away, Madame Meng was left alone, guarding a large empty house.
The next day, Ding Yiyi was called over to Ye Family's main house.
Fu Fengyi held the kettle and watered the gentleman's bamboo. "I heard that they went to see the bridal chamber today. How did it feel?"
"It's pretty good. I'll be moving in soon." Ding Yiyi replied.
Fu Fengyi put down the kettle, picked up the scissors next to her, and started pruning the branches of the Hanglan. "Shuimo is still young, so you should put more snacks on her."
"Shuimo is like my child."
"I know you're good to Shuimo, but when we go out together, you have to focus more on the child. It's not good for the nanny to carry the child."
Ding Yiyi knew that she meant the matter of letting Ye Shuimo sit alone in the front passenger seat. "Got it, Grandma. I will pay attention to it in the future."
After Ding Yiyi finished her conversation with Fu Fengyi, she went to find Ye Chuqing and saw Ao Xue.
Ao Xue was just about to go downstairs. She was about to go upstairs, so they bumped into each other.
For the past half year, Ao Xue had been very obedient. She had almost stayed in her room and did not go out, and was very courteous to her servants. Today, she coincidentally went out and coincidentally bumped into Ding Yiyili's Ye Family.
"Is the child well?" Ao Xue spoke first.
Ding Yiyi nodded. "Very good."
The two of them stood face to face, silent for a moment. Ding Yiyi walked past her, ready to look for Ye Chuqing.
"I haven't seen my child in over half a year." Ao Xue suddenly said, "Can I see her?"
Ding Yiyi walked up a few steps and said, "I can't decide on this. You have to ask Grandma."
When she left, Ao Xue didn't say anything else, which made her let out a long breath.
When she saw Ye Chuqing, she looked worried. It turned out that Hai Ziyu seemed to be a bit off these days.
"I used to like practicing piano very much. I didn't touch it recently, and I didn't want to come out while staying in my room." Ye Chuqing was worried. "Is it time for puberty?"
"Ziyu has also grown up and has her own thoughts. I'll go talk to her."
After finding Hai Ziyu, Ding Yiyi refused to tell her the truth no matter what. Thus, she had no choice but to console her for a while, thinking that she would ask Hai Ziyu again in the future.
It was already five in the afternoon when he returned home. Usually, Madame Meng would push Ye Shuimo to the sun during this time.
Ding Yiyi went upstairs to Ye Miao's room and knocked three times before pushing the door open and entering.
There were no toys in Ye Miao's room, only books on the first base higher than the first base. There were also guns, and the setting sun was shining brightly on the black surface of the guns.
"You asked for another gun?" Ding Yiyi said as she saw a 44 inch pistol on the shelf.
Ye Miao nodded, "I've played it thoroughly in the first few rounds."
He pulled Ding Yiyi to a seat, leaned his head against her arm, and rubbed his cheek against hers. Only at this moment did he look like a five-year-old child.
"Did you get called out by your great-grandmother?" He tilted his head, looked at her, and turned a page.
Ding Yiyi nodded and smiled helplessly, "That's right."
Seeing her forced smile, Ye Miao closed the book and sat beside her obediently, "Don't help Ye Miao next time."
"Sorry." Ding Yiyi held him, tears streaming down her cheeks into his collar. "I'm so sorry."
Ye Miao hugged her back, "You did well. Only in this way will grandma not make things difficult for you."
Looking at the child in front of her who was thinking for her at such a young age, Ding Yiyi was extremely moved. When Ye Miao was only three years old, she told him everything.
About her and Derek, about how he was born, about her and Ye Nianmo.
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At that time, Ye Miao had only asked her, "Mom, you chose Father Ye, right?"
She nodded. "I love him."
Ye Miao didn't say anything else after that. He treated Ye Nianmo as usual and treated Ding Yiyi even better.
After sitting with Ye Miao for a while, Ye Shuimo came back. As soon as she came back, she wanted to find Ding Yiyi. Now, she gradually accepted this new mother of hers.
When Ding Yiyi opened the door, Ye Miao called out to her from behind, "Mom, this is the best way to protect you and me, so don't be sad."
Her whole body shivered. She hurriedly nodded her head and left.
Taking Ye Shuimo over, the little girl in his arms had two pigtails tied around her chubby cheeks as she waved her hands. "Meet dad."
"Daddy's at work," Ding Yiyi said, tapping her little nose.
Today, Ye Shuimo seemed to be in a ruckus. She was still kicking her legs and twisting around. "Meet dad."
Madame Meng also advised, "Why don't you bring the little miss to see Mr Ye. I believe Mr Ye will be very happy too."
Ding Yiyi really treated Ye Shuimo like her own child and couldn't stand the lobbying anymore. She immediately called Ye Bo and asked about Ye Nianmo's trip today. She knew that Ye Nianmo would be at the office in the afternoon and they could even have dinner together.
"Take you to Dad." Ding Yiyi kissed Ye Shuimo.
Ye Shuimo was three years younger than Ye Nianmo, but it was tiring to carry her. Just as Ding Yiyi put her hands down, Ye Shuimo pouted and said, "Hug."
Madame Meng rushed forward to pick her up, "Hold her high."
Reaching the door of Ye Miao's room, Ye Shuimo twisted her body and said, "Release!" "Fire!"
Madame Meng didn't understand and put her down. Ye Shuimo's face suddenly became serious. She placed her small palm on her lips, signalling Ding Yiyi and Madame Meng not to speak. Then, she raised her tiny fist and pounded on the door.
"Come in." A similarly tender voice rang out.
Ye Shuimo stuck her plump head in first and called out sweetly to Ye Miao, who was reading, "Brother, I'm coming in."
Ye Miao replied, "Yes." His voice was neither salty nor light.
Receiving his approval, Ye Shuimo first stepped into one foot and then into the other hand, just like a small crab.
Madame Meng's heart ached. At the same time, she felt discontented. What was this? What was Miss doing to be so careful?
Suddenly, she felt a line of sight. There was no emotion within the line of sight. It was a grey and misty scene with a hint of coldness. It was the line of sight of a five-year-old child, yet it could make a person's heart suddenly tremble.
"Big brother, look for daddy." Ye Shuimo was cautious. Actually, she wanted to hold her brother's hand, but she didn't dare to. She could only look at him.
"Not going." Ye Miao rejected him immediately.
Ye Shuimo looked at Ding Yiyi and subconsciously asked for help. At such a young age, she knew that her brother listened to her mother the most. Unexpectedly, this kind of subconscious begging action made Ye Miao's eyes darken.
"Alright."
He got up and put away the thick bookstore. "Let's go."
When Sofia heard that, she hurriedly came out and said, "I just finished cleaning the room and can go with Madam."
"How can I watch it when no one is at home?" Madame Meng frowned. "Sofia, you should stay at home."
"Ah!" Sofia stood there feeling wronged.
Ye Miao went downstairs just as he was changing his clothes. He heard the conversation between the two, "Sofia."
"Young Master." Sofia hurried over to welcome him. "You're going too?"
He nodded. "You drive."
Although Madame Meng didn't want to, she didn't know how to drive, so she had no choice but to carry Ye Shuimo. Unexpectedly, Ye Shuimo broke free.
"Walk by yourself." She stood on the stairs and looked at Ye Miao.
Madame Meng felt a little strange. Ye Shuimo was quite cute and usually didn't want to walk much. But when she met Ye Miao, she would become obedient and didn't like to be carried by others.
When Ding Yiyi was ready, everyone picked a car from the garage and drove to Ye Nianmo's company.
Along the way, Ding Yiyi and the two children sat in the back seat. Ye Miao was reading all the while without raising his head. Ye Shuimo was obediently nestling in Ding Yiyi's arms, looking out the window.
"Mage!" "Mage!" Suddenly, she cried out in surprise. She laid on the window with her face against the window. Even Ye Miao had his head lifted up from the temptation.
Madame Meng stretched out her neck, "This is an anime character that all children like. Yesterday, I mentioned to Miss that there was an activity to create this anime character recently."
Outside the window, a magician wearing a black cloak was dragging a lot of balloons, and a few children were happily walking by with balloons in their hands.
"Balloons." Ye Shuimo looked out of the window pitifully.
Ding Yiyi usually thought that Ye Miao was too young and grown-up, so she let Ye Miao bring Ye Shuimo to get the balloon.
He would never refute his mother's words, so he put the book down and got out of the car. Of course Madame Meng would follow him.
Ye Shuimo secretly held onto her brother's clothes. Seeing that her brother didn't object, her little face brightened up.