Chapter 1629

"Hello, grandma, I'm Yiyi, because I know you may still be at the beginning, so I also wrote a letter to you. I have always respected my grandmother. I don't resent her for that. I'm even ready to leave. I know that I will spend my whole life to repay what I did wrong. Besides, nianmo doesn't know about it, and I will never say that it won't damage your relationship with nianmo. Please rest assured. "

Under the light, there are a few words that can't be seen clearly. Fu Fengyi goes to the table, picks up the old flower mirror frame, and doesn't speak after reading.

Ye Chuqing has been standing behind her. She doesn't know what the letter says, and she can't see her mood at all by looking at her grandmother's face.

"Grandma." At this moment, she exclaimed, watching Fu Fengyi put the letter on the candlestick of the supply table. The fire quickly started to burn the paper.

Fu Fengyi reached out to her, "child, I'm tired, help grandma to have a rest."

Ye Chuqing answered and looked back at the light on the floor, which helped her to leave.

Back from Fu Fengyi, ye nianmo seems to have returned to the way he used to treat Ding Yiyi. He looks at her tenderly and tries to come back early every day to accompany her. There seems to be no estrangement between them.

And Ding Yiyi knows that the horizontal ditch is still there, but the two people implicitly bury the factors that affect their feelings.

Ye nianmo pays more attention to her health and specially asks a nutritionist to make a nutrition recipe. She knows that he feels guilty because he was kidnapped.

That day, she had nothing to do at home, so she began to pack up her personal belongings. When she was tidying up the CD shelf, she found the box again.

She took out the box, went to the study on the second floor, got the key, opened the box, and took out the pile of photos from inside.

At the bottom of the picture, a face gradually emerged. She looked at the picture, and the memory of the person who was lying on the desk writing intruded into her mind.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would not have believed that there were two people in the world who looked so similar. Their eyebrows, eyes and even their looks seemed to be portrayed in one mold.

She decided to go there again. The door of the villa is locked. The curtain on the windowsill on the second floor has not been drawn yet. The sunlight shines on the stainless steel railings on the windowsill. The railings reflect light, making everything virtual and real.

On the other side, the door of the house as high as the villa where she was imprisoned was also closed. When she went to the door, she found that the door was not closed. She could easily open it with a little push of her finger.

The hall on the first floor has no furniture, but is full of books. These books are arranged very neatly, and they are arranged from all corners, just like a five pointed star.

"Why not use bookshelves?" Ding Yiyi was very curious. He picked up a book "the death of philosophers" and opened it. There were obvious folding marks in the foot of the paper, and there were wrinkles on the cover caused by repeated reading.

She looked for another one, and found that she often looked through it. She was surprised that there were 5000 books in this room, even though there were not 10000 books. How could that man be a bookish person?

The stairway is the only place where there is no book in the hall on the first floor. She walked up the stairway and put her hand on the handle, but got dust in one hand.

He had been away for only a week, but the armrest was covered with thick dust, which could not be accumulated in a few months.

That man is like a riddle. She can see the appearance, but she doesn't know the answer. At the end of the short staircase is a room.

She was very familiar with the door of the room. During those three days, she watched him go in and out of the room, sometimes with books in his hand, sometimes without anything.

Push open the door, a small gray figure darted out, she was scared to step back, until the eyes to see, where there is a gray figure?

The furnishings in the room are the same as when he left. Nothing is left. Only the coffee machine is full of coffee stains. The stains stick to the inner wall and solidify, just like the dark red blood produced when people die for a long time.

She stood at the coffee machine for a long time. Then she turned around and walked to the table. From the table, she could see the opposite situation at a glance. The white windowsill, the white curtain, and the corner of the room exposed in the windowsill.

Suddenly, her quiet face showed a trace of surprise, and her steps moved to the right, close to the edge of the corner of the table, and then moved to the left in a hurry. The dust of the legs of the table rubbed against her white dress, leaving a gray mark.

He can see himself! The idea flashed by. During those three days, she thought that she was hiding in the curtain. She thought that the other party never looked up and definitely didn't find herself.

No, he always knew that someone had been locked up in the opposite house, and even knew that the woman who had been locked up in the villa had been sitting on the windowsill for three days. She was gradually dehydrated, suffering from hunger, her life was gradually passing away, and she had been secretly paying attention to him.

That man is terrible, too. This idea flashed through Ding Yiyi's mind, and the feeling of gratitude for the man who accompanied him through the most difficult time also became puzzled and lost.

"Bang!" The door behind her suddenly closed. She was startled and turned back immediately. At this time, she felt that the empty room was a little gloomy and terrible.The hair behind him was blown up, and the wind came in from the window. The white notepad on the desk was turning, and a touch of black handwriting was revealed.

She picked up the book and opened the page with the handwriting, "eight trigrams beyond nine days of life and death.".

The handwriting is very scribbled, often a word is not finished, immediately connected to another word, the bottom of each word, the stroke will specially up a hook, forming a very unique writing.

Putting down the pad, she turned and walked out to the door.

When she came out of the villa, she found herself in a cold sweat and left in a hurry.

She drove the car, aimlessly driving in the street, the time is still early, the sun is also very strong, roadside people in a hurry, all want to get to the destination quickly.

A figure was walking along the pedestrian street in a hurry. She was holding two big bags of copy paper in her hand. Her face was already sweaty. She finally came across a stone chair for passers-by to rest. She put the heavy copy paper on the chair and took out a bag of tissue from her pocket to wipe her face.

Ding Yiyi thinks this person is very familiar. Look again, isn't this duya? Seeing that her face was red because of the heavy load, she immediately stopped the car.

Seeing Ding Yiyi, duya was surprised and happy.

"Yiyijie!"

She welcomed them, and they held each other with the joy of seeing each other for a long time.

"It's so nice to meet you today. Let's have dinner later." Ding Yiyi said happily.

Duya wiped the sweat on her face, feeling that her palm was wet and embarrassed to touch her, "no, I have to work overtime today."

Ding Yiyi noticed two stacks of copy paper on the chair and said strangely, "the copy paper in the company is not ordered. Does anyone deliver it directly to the door every month?"

"Shuibei Water always feels that the one we worked with before is secretly eating our rebate, so she canceled the cooperation with the other party, and she only bought it when she asked for it, so as to avoid waste. "

She wiped the sweat dripping from her face. The tissue on her hand was wet. She took another one out of the tissue bag.

"Did she ask you to buy it?" Ding Yiyi face is not good-looking, take her hand to the car, "I send you back, by the way to find her theory."

Duya hesitated and resisted, "I'm no longer an executive manager, just an administrative assistant, so it's nothing to do with these things for me."

She can see that Ding Yiyi is very angry, so she wants to ease the atmosphere. "In fact, it's OK to be an assistant, and the pressure is not so great."

Ding Yiyi is very angry. She feels that Shuibei is deliberately showing her how to revenge duya for being on her side.

"No, let's go to her. I know your ability. She can't do this to you without making mistakes."

"Yiyijie!" Du Ya broke away from her hand, stepped back, looking sad, "Yiyi elder sister, you are no longer an employee of the company, then what position do you stand on to help me in the company?"

Ding Yiyi stands in the same place, her throat is like a fishbone choking in her throat. She is right. She is no longer a member of the company. What position do you have to go there to blame others.

"I'll get you a good job." She was silent for a moment, and her eyes sparkled again with the idea.

Du Ya has the same look in her eyes. She leads the cleaners to clean every day, goes to the street to buy copy paper, orders lunch boxes for her colleagues, and listens to the orders of the employees who come later than herself. All these are like a humiliating sword, poking her heart every day.

"No She shook her head, "I know how difficult Ye is to enter. I don't have the confidence to survive in such a big company, so I won't disgrace you."

She took a deep breath, holding her wrist, "it's so nice to meet you today, Yiyi. Why don't you drive me back to the company? You don't know these things are heavy."

Ding Yiyi can only do according to what she said. After sending people to the company, Du Ya gets off with the copy paper in his arms, "goodbye Yiyi sister."

Looking at her back, Ding Yiyi feels very guilty. If she didn't resign at the beginning, or didn't make so much trouble with Shuibei, then duya would not be involved by herself.

At this time, the revolving door turned to the side, a person carrying a small bag, stepping on high-heeled shoes to the parking position.

That's Shuibei. As she walks, she talks on the phone and keeps walking. When Ding Yiyi gets out of the car, she already walks to her Mercedes Benz and opens the door to sit in.

Ding Yiyi hurriedly drove after him. The two cars kept a distance one after the other. The Benz stopped at a tea house and got off at Shuibei. A man came up at the door.

Two people into the tea house, Ding Yiyi also went in, but did not immediately go to the water in front of the north, but chose a table not far away from the two people to sit down.

He thought that now they were talking about things, and it was not good to rush to the past, so he just waited for them to finish their conversation.

"Mr. Shui, it's not easy to offer you. You not only run the company well, but also have beautiful people.""Boss Zhang flatters me." Shuibei looks at the fat man in front of him, and his fine eyebrows are slightly wrinkled.