Chapter 1860

After the funeral, Ding Yiyi silently follows ye nianmo and suddenly bumps into the broad spine. She looks up.

Ye nianmo didn't turn her head. She could only see the short sideburns and tight lips on her side face.

She waited patiently for him to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything.

On the way back, ye nianmo answers the phone temporarily to deal with business. She stands alone at the entrance of the cemetery. After hearing the steady and determined footsteps, she subconsciously turns back, "Dad."

Ye Zimo's face was haggard, and there was a strong cyan black under his eyes. He nodded silently, "come here, I have something to say."

As the breeze passed, she stood uneasily. "I'm sorry for everything. I'll make up for my father's debt."

"How do you make it up?" Ye Zimo stares at her eyes, and his eyes remain unchanged when he meets her predecessors. It's hard to say whether the Ye family owes you or you owe the Ye family

Ding Yiyi heart like a knife cut as uncomfortable, and then speak, the tone sour unceasingly, "I owe the Ye family."

They didn't give birth to a son for them, help the Ye family to inherit, and didn't do a good job in the responsibility that a younger generation should do to let Grandma encounter this kind of thing.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her mouth any more. He just waved to indicate that she could go.

She walked a few steps, and then looked back, he still stood there, bleak back, with loneliness.

On the way back, Mo Xiaojun proposes to take the same car with Ding Yiyi and ye nianmo. Ding Yiyi's face turns pale.

Ye nianmo pursed his lips and let Mo Xiaojun sit in the co pilot's seat. Ding Yiyi and Hai Qingqing sat alone in the back seat.

The atmosphere was awkward, no one spoke, only heavy breathing.

The car drove to the city center, stopped, ye nianmo said: "Yiyi, I'll go back to my home, you go home first."

She looked up, nodded, got out of the car and watched the car whistling away.

In the car, Mo Xiaojun looked at the woman standing on the street through the rearview mirror, "you shouldn't marry her."

"Uncle, this is my marriage." Ye nianmo turned the corner and grasped the steering wheel.

Mo Xiaojun no longer speaks. When he arrives at Ye's house, he gets out of the car in silence. He and Hai Qingqing help each other and walk into Ye's house.

Ye nianmo didn't go in with him. He turned off the car, leaned heavily on the back of the chair and covered his tired eyes. He wasn't sure what to do in the future. After all, he had a long heart. He couldn't be as selfless as he was in the shopping mall.

How can we keep her from getting hurt?

The Ding family.

Ding Dacheng sits in the yard. Song Mengjie calls him several times, but he doesn't seem to hear it.

"Uncle, come in for dinner." Song Mengjie went to the yard and called him.

Ding Dacheng just stood up like a dream, "OK, please."

Looking at the original very enthusiastic people now become like this, song Mengjie is also sad.

On the dining table, there was only silence and the sound of dishes and chopsticks crisscrossing. Dongqing said, "I just cleaned the yard and found many children's toys."

Song Mengjie casually received: "is that right? Uncle Ding, you still have it. When I was a child, my parents didn't like me to play with these things, so I would move to Yiyi's house and play together. "

Ding Dacheng listened to this also have a little spirit, "yes, once you two play too late in the back of the school, the whole school teachers are looking for you, I thought you were abducted."

"Yes." Song Mengjie sighed: "later you hit Yiyi. She hasn't sat on the stool for three days."

"Yes, it was the first time I put such a heavy hand. After the fight, she didn't cry. I cried first." Ding Dacheng is holding a job. After so many years, she has been married.

Holly said with a smile, "it seems like an interesting childhood."

"What are you talking about?" Ding Yiyi enters the door and sees Ding Dacheng with a smile. He is surprised.

Holly turned her head, eyes are also a bright, "is saying that you were spanked when you were a child, three days can not sit on the bench."

"Why do you say that all of a sudden?" Ding Yiyi blushed, "it's all about the rotten millet. You remember it clearly."

Suddenly, she had a pain in her stomach and some hair in her eyes. She stepped back a few steps.

"Yiyi." Ding Dacheng several people rushed forward to help her sit.

"It's all right. I have a stomachache all of a sudden." She managed to smile at everyone.

Song Mengjie poured a glass of water and handed it to her, "I'm too tired today."

After saying that, he noticed that the atmosphere was frozen. Ding Dacheng said, "I'm full, you continue to eat."

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Song Mengjie is so sorry that her intestines are blue.

The three men sighed with silence. It was a protracted war to break this situation. No one expected how it would develop in the future.

Worried about Ding Yiyi, Dongqing and song Mengjie stay in the yard for a while.

Ding Yiyi watered the flowers and plants, which were Ding Dacheng's favorite. Since the accident, he never cared about them. The soil in many potted plants cracked.One hand came across and took the kettle away. Holly stood beside her and watered a pot of Persian chrysanthemum. "Why doesn't he accompany you?"

He was a little angry. "Why did he leave you here at this time?"

"He didn't leave me here." Ding Yiyi pulled out the flooded leaves. "He knows that seeing him now will make me feel guilty and painful. This is the way he loves me."

Holly body shock, and suddenly feel like an outsider, he can not see through the feelings of the two.

"Thank you." Ding Yiyi still bowed his head and fiddled with posju, "no matter what aspect."

He stared at her slender and flexible hands and saw her gently rubbing the withered leaves in her palm. He felt tight in his heart. "It doesn't matter. If there's anything you can't say, come to me. I'm always around you."

Outside the door, song Mengjie leaves quietly.

Home, from the heavy and desperate breath of the Ye family, she quietly breathed a breath, looking at the busy crowd, she suddenly wanted to see ye Bo.

How many people in the world like holly, although deep love can not be obtained, and how many people like Ding Yiyi, have got the most sincere love, but have to worry about the complicated family relationship in reality.

Don't always look for happiness in happiness, this is her only thought at this time. The impulse to see him was so strong that she suddenly turned back, almost bumped into a pedestrian, but strode forward all the time.

Ye Bo presses the elevator, and the whole building is quiet, showing what it should be like in the early morning.

There will be three meetings tomorrow and two business trips next week. He was thinking about his work plan for the next week.

Step out of the elevator, see squatting on the ground, his eyes suddenly deep.

Song Mengjie is a little sleepy. Confused, she feels her arm being pulled up. She stands up and says, "yebo."

Ye Bo heartache and helpless, tone did not reveal anything, "I said today I work overtime."

"I know..." "I know you're going to work late today. Maybe you'll sleep in the office, but I just want to see you, so I'm here," she said

Seeing the heavy fatigue under his eyes, she felt distressed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I know you're tired."

Ye Bo's eyes were deep. He released her hand and opened the door to signal her to go ahead.

Song Mengjie reaches out to press the light switch, and a boring hand presses on the back of her hand.

In the dark, ye Bo hugged her very tightly. After a day's tension, her nerves slowly relaxed, "I miss you very much."

I don't know whether she pushed him down or he overthrew her. On the cold floor, he turned over and let people sit in his arms.

After that, song Mengjie was already sleepy, and he was a little annoyed that he couldn't help it.

Back on the soft bed, song Mengjie is about to go to sleep with a soft and comfortable pillow, and there is a sound of Ding Dong in her ear.

Thinking she had heard wrong, she lifted her eyelids and saw a key.

Yebo put the key to her home in the palm of her hand, bowed his head and gave a kiss, "good night."

Three months later.

Leisure villa, just after the rain, the air is very humid, Ding Yiyi sitting on the couch, sending a message.

"Dad, the food has been put in the refrigerator. You should pay more attention to it."

"Remember to soak your feet, even if you can't sleep, don't force it."

The message returned very quickly, with only one "good" word.

She put away her mobile phone and sighed silently. Since grandma died, dad has never been to their house any more. He just stayed in the Ding family's ancestral home all the time. He has no spirit and doesn't sleep well.

The smell of chicken wings came from the tip of my nose. My mobile phone was taken away and replaced with a disposable plate.

The chicken wings were golden and full of fragrance. Ye nianmo opened a can of beer and took a sip of it

"How good are you?" She laughed and took a bite. "It's delicious."

Wrist North button, ye nianmo frown, "you are too thin." Then he got up and said, "I'll get some more."

"I'll go too." Ding Yiyi took the plate and walked with him to the middle of the field.

Ye's family, who were still talking, saw her and her voice stopped for a moment. Especially Mo Xiaojun, who came back to live in China, threw down the plate in his hand and said, "I'll go there and do it."

Ding Yiyi is used to this kind of cold face. Ye nianmo sinks his face and stifles it.

"I'll bake for you." Ding Yiyi picked up a bunch of leeks with a smile, "who wants to eat roast leeks?"

They didn't say anything. Ye Chuqing and Hai Zhuoxian met each other, and the wine was there. After Fu Fengyi died, she frequently went to and from Ye's house for a while. Naturally, she learned some more or less information from Ye's servants.

Fu Fengyi's death is related to the Ding family, and even the Ding family killed Fu Fengyi.

Such an embarrassing inside story, coupled with the entanglement between her daughter-in-law and Ding Yiyi, originally liked the little girl, but now I don't know how to face it.

"Bake it for me, aunt, and have a rest." Haiziyu broke the silence in time. Their generation is not as emotional entanglement as the previous generation, and it is easier to understand.Ding Yiyi reluctantly smile, handed her the plate, "hard."

No one spoke at the scene, and the atmosphere was very stiff.

"I suddenly have something to go back to the company. I depend on you to accompany me." Ye nianmo puts his coat on the back of his hand.

At the door, ye nianmo rubbed her hair, "wait for me to pick up the car in the garage."

Garage, a Qianying waiting in front of the door of Ye nianmo, see people, Aoxue meet.

"Are you all right? I don't think you look well."