Chapter 2239

"Is everything all right?"

"Not optimistic."

Ye Miao took a cushion and put it behind her to make her sit more comfortable. Then she sat down, "Mom, welcome home."

Ding Yiyi smiles. No one mentions the person hidden in his heart, but they both know that not mentioning doesn't mean they have forgotten. On the contrary, it's because it's hard to forget. Every mention is painful, so they don't mention it.

"Do you really like the child named Feifei?"

"I don't like it, but she works." Ye Miao pause, "this is what grandfather means."

"What does father-in-law mean?" Ding Yiyi was very surprised. In fact, in a short half-hour contact, she saw that ye Miao and the child were not soul mates.

The two people's eyes have never met, or even have no tacit understanding, which may not be half as good as ye Miao's understanding of Ye's ink.

She remembers one scene very clearly. Ye Miao never liked to eat coriander, which has a strong smell. But there was coriander in the dish Wang Feifei gave him. It seems that she didn't know his fiance's preference at all.

"Son! Mom must tell you that although marriage is not a lifelong thing, it is not a joke. I hope you can think it over carefully. As for the father-in-law, I can ··。”

"It doesn't matter." Ye Miao comforted, "I'm not forced. I have plans for the future."

Outside the door came the sound of Ping Ping, followed by the maid's cry, "Miss, are you ok? How can you adjust the speed of the treadmill so fast? It hurts when you fall."

"It's OK. I just want to try how fast it can be. It's really fast."

Ye Miao eyebrows jump, "what is this woman thinking! It's OK to fall off the treadmill! " After that, open the door and go out.

Outside the door, the voice of the eldest son, the voice of the youngest daughter, the voice of the servant.

Ding Yiyi listened and buried his head in his palm. When he lifted it up again, it was full of tears. She is afraid, ah, without his world, even if full of laughter, she also feel lonely.

The next day, song Mengjie came to the door with her baby in her arms. Two old friends sat by, sometimes teasing the child, sometimes talking about the past.

In the back garden of Ye's villa, servants play with their children, and the sprinkler on the grass sprays fine water droplets, forming colorful eyes in the sunlight.

"Have you had a good half year?" A gentle greeting, full of too much love, even if song Mengjie is a woman, she also wants to take care of her friends, let her not be hurt.

How can you live well? The wounds on your hands, the frost on your face, and more importantly, the pain in your eyes.

Ding Yiyi bit her lower lip. She is no longer a little girl. She can't throw herself into everyone's arms without scruples. She cries bitterly and complains about the injustice of the world.

Song Mengjie looks at her good friend. He can see that she has too much forbearance and too much to say. She betrayed her good friend at the beginning, but now she has no right to care about Ding Yiyi?

"I'm not good or bad, that's all." Ding Yiyi doesn't want to answer that question, but he doesn't want to pretend to cheat.

Song Mengjie choked and went to wipe the tears from the corner of her eyes. "I want to go to worship and read ink. I don't know when you have time?"

She knew when ye nianmo's tomb was completed. Ding Yiyi didn't go. Now I can't help thinking about it. I just want to mention it. At least I have a thought.

"Good." Ding Yiyi was a little flustered, maybe too much of the past set off waves in her heart.

The next day, song Mengjie originally wanted to send the child to Ye's house for the servants to watch. He and Ding Yiyi went to the cemetery. But the child refused to let go. She cried as soon as she couldn't see her. She had no choice but to take all the children with her.

The cemetery bought by the Ye family is in the suburb, close to half a hill, which looks like a holiday house. Along the way, no one spoke, the bright chrysanthemum with the car's action slowly trembling, as if in the endless miss.

The cemetery is well managed. The driver drives the car into the garage, and the two take their children slowly along the path to the tombstone.

There was a man standing there, and the two teams met face to face.

Aoxue glances at her sister. In this place, two people don't quarrel with each other. One leaves after watching, and the other comes forward.

It's just when children like to make noise that they run to the broad platform inlaid with tombstones. Song Mengjie quickly wants to hold people down.

"It doesn't matter." Ding Yiyi also sat on the steps, holding the baby to his side, "it's fun here, isn't it? In fact, I also think it's fun. A group of people come to see the empty grave where no one is at all from time to time."

"Yiyi." Song Mengjie choked.

"It's not that I can't get out. I just think I'll feel better if I imagine him here." Ding Yiyi gently stroked the cold marble.

Get up, "let's go."When they got out of the cemetery, they saw Holly standing beside another jeep. When they saw them, their eyes lit up.

Song Mengjie thinks that if one day, friends can't wait, then she hopes that the other party can choose the man in front of her. After all, holly for Ding Yiyi love who can see.

When they came back to Ye's house, they happened to see Sam riding a bicycle. Recently, he was diligent.

Song Mengjie also wanted to liven up the atmosphere, so she laughed, "this child must like ink painting. I can see that there is light in his eyes when he looks at ink painting."

Sam didn't know he was being talked about. He stopped his bicycle and ran to Ye's house. The servants inside were familiar with him and let him go.

As soon as I went in, I met Ye Miao, "brother Ye." He was a bit cautious.

"No class?" Ye Miao asked quietly, frowning, thinking that recently came too often.

"No, is ink there?"

"Swimming pool."

"OK, thank you."

As soon as he was about to run, he was put forward with his collar. Ye Miao turned and told the servant, "let the eldest lady change her clothes and go to the teahouse."

Teahouse

looking at his friend's worried face, ye Shuimo smiles, "don't be like this, I'm just lovelorn."

Sam recognized the key words, "you promised to forget him?"

The latter shrugged, which is tantamount to acquiescing to his words, "it may be an advantage for me to do what I say."

Sam was silent for a moment. "Do you hate me?"

"Hahaha, what are you talking about?"

"Don't worry, I will be by your side in the future. If you need help, I will help you! If you have any hard feelings, just tell me! I will put you in a very important position. "

"Listen to you so say, you are not male boudoir

Sam's eyes widened. In fact, he knew in his heart that ye Shuimo would not like him, so he emphasized, "OK! I'll be your best friend in the future! "

In the living room, ye Miao changes another sitting posture. Ding Yiyi notices, "Xiao Miao? What's on your mind? "

"No When he finished, he felt that he wanted to cover up, so he got up and went upstairs, "to the study."

Go to the study directly upstairs can, but he turned from another corridor around a long way to the study.

The teahouse is translucent, divided into two sections, the top is transparent glass, the bottom is frosted glass, when he passed, it happened that ye Shuimo was facing him, and Sam was facing him.

Sam is fighting with Ye Shuimo. Ye Shuimo teaches him to make tea. Originally, a cup of tea that needs to be tasted is drunk by Sam, and he says that he wants to mix the two kinds of tea, but he chooses the bitter Kuding tea. He is so angry that ye Shuimo holds the sieve of the teacup to fight. They are making a lot of noise.

Ye Miao looked at it for a while without disturbing. He went upstairs with a strong jealousy.

He is jealous. He is jealous of the people who can approach Ye Shuimo without fear. He thought time would dilute everything, but he didn't know that his time is not the wind, but the wine. The longer the time, the stronger the wine.

He is not a child of the Ye family. Although he has no blood relationship with Ye Shuimo, he is bound by moral and secular. He is not pedantic. Also want to tell each other everything, and then generous stand beside each other, let her all belong to themselves.

She has been so attached to herself since she was a child, and she can also develop that kind of attachment into a feeling of love, can't she? If she doesn't, it doesn't matter. He will hold her heart as tightly as the spool of a kite.

But ah, the more you love, the more you worry about it. The deeper you love, the more you think about it. The more you don't want to make her sad.

The sound of the phone interrupted his thoughts. He answered, "I'm Ye Miao."

On the other end of the phone was Wang Feifei's excited voice, "Xiaomiao, I have succeeded. Everything in the Wang family is mine. From now on, I will be the biggest ruler of the Wang family."

“…… ··"

since Wang Feifei became Ye Miao's fiancee, ye Shuimo decided to forget the feeling of secretly loving his brother regardless of everything.

At work on Monday, ye Miao was stunned to see the driver waiting at the door.

"Ah, ah! I'm going to be late! " Ye Shuimo rushes down the stairs. The 5cm high-heeled shoes set off the beautiful leg shape. Of course, for a woman who doesn't like wearing high-heeled shoes, it's easy to fall.

"Ah

"Be careful!"

Ye Miao helped her sister in time, but the information on her hand fell to the ground, "are you ok! How rash. "

"It's OK, it's OK." He picked up his brother's information and bowed his head! It's too painful to sit in the same car with you. I have to carry things back and forth. It's not convenient for me to be a girl. From today on, I'll go to work by car myself! "

After the announcement in a hurry, she did not look at the faces of the people behind, and strode out.

On the bus, she breathed heavily. The driver was not in a hurry. A black car roared past them.Didn't you find out just now? She began to recall all kinds of things just now, and felt that she had behaved very well, so she was a little lucky.

The front desk in the company thought it was very strange today, because the general manager came by himself, without the president's tail behind him.

In the past, when two brothers and sisters entered the company, there were two scenic spots, one with a good face and the other with a good figure. What's the trouble today?

"Good morning, general manager."