Hearing the light footstep, he opened his eyes and stared at the comer coldly.

Being looked at by his eyes, the woman felt even more frightened, and her posture was lighter. "Mr. Ye, there is waiting for your meeting."

He got up, glanced at the ropes scattered on the ground, and walked out with his feet raised.

In a closed room, all people wear masks. They don't want their faces exposed in the field of vision. Once they know who they are and what their social status is, they may cause trouble for themselves.

As the middle-level managers of this organization, they enjoy more rights and, of course, cherish more life. It took ye nianmo four years to get to this position. The deeper he went into the core, the more he found the decay of this huge nest.

"You're late." To avoid being heard, these men even put on a voice converter. No matter what they say, they finally use the voice converter to convert it into English.

Ye nianmo sees these people in the dark and suddenly wants to laugh. You never know whether it's a person or a dog sitting on the other side of the network. Just like this situation, you don't even know which people are sitting on the other side of the network and what their social status is.

"Yes." He answered, fearless.

They are used to his aloofness, and others are too lazy to pay attention to it. They are eager to use their resources to do more things. As long as the final results are good-looking, they don't care what kind of people they talk to.

The meeting went on quietly. Ye nianmo didn't leave until several people left from each channel like ghosts. Outside the door, Xu Haoran was waiting for him.

"Uncle Xu."

Xu Haoran nodded, "have you seen ink?"

Two people walk side by side, ye nianmo should voice, both are speechless.

Xu Haoran stood still, his back straight, "these people, you have to guard well."

"Yes." Ye nianmo stood beside him.

Ye's family

Ye Shuimo has only been tied away for a few hours, so Ding Yiyi doesn't know what she's been through at all. He just sees that his hands and feet are soft and his face is pale, and thinks she's uncomfortable.

"I'm looking for uncle Liu. Ye Miao can't get through. I don't think he should be in the company now, so I want to ask Uncle Liu."

She was worried. As soon as she was sent to the street, she immediately asked someone to borrow a phone to call ye Miao, but the other party didn't answer. I don't know if she saw a strange phone call, so she didn't answer it.

Ding Yiyi smiles, "you child, I thought something happened. Child, he is not only your lover, but also the boss of tens of thousands of employees.

His responsibility is very important, not just for your happiness. As women, we should be gentle but not cruel. You can use your tenderness to make him pay more time for you, but you can't ask him to pay all his attention to you. "

Knowing that Ganma was wrong, ye Shuimo didn't argue and nodded his head cleverly.

Ding Yiyi sees her sensible, in the heart also is relieved many, lets the servant go to call Liu Qiang.

Ye Shuimo was very sad to see her busy. He thought that her father and she were very close, but they had not seen each other for four years. In the blink of an eye, tears fell down.

Ding Yiyi said that he was crying. He took out a tissue. "I said it more seriously, but how can you say it? It's the same as when you were a child."

"Ma." Ye Shuimo rushed to hold people, "you must be happy!"

Ding Yiyi some can't laugh or cry, had to pat her head, "good good good, you quickly wash your face, eyes red like what appearance, I let the kitchen bring you sweet soup."

Liu qiangzheng and ye Miao are together. When they hear that ye Shuimo has returned to Ye's home, they rush home.

When I went home, I saw Ye Shuimo eating sweets with red eyes. Ye Miao rushed to hold her shoulder and said, "what's the matter?"

Ding Yiyi didn't know the inside story, but laughed, "I just taught her that she can't stick to you all the time. You're better than she is worried."

Liu Qiang in the side to help lie, "is, now the young people are really enthusiastic."

Ding Yiyi said, "you're old enough to play. It's time to settle down. Do you like any girls?"

Liu Qiang is most afraid to say this. After a gag, he takes the opportunity to slip away. Ding Yiyi also gives the young couple a little space, so he doesn't disturb them. He orders the servants not to come to the side hall.

After another cry in Ye Miao's arms, ye Shuimo said what happened today.

Hearing this, ye Miao frowned more and more deeply. Finally, he sat on one side and said nothing. But his hands trembled slightly and his mood was hard to calm down.

Ye Shuimo knew that this kind of incident was not easy for anyone, so he didn't open his mouth. He just sat next to him quietly and tried to give strength to the people beside him.

"I want to hold you." Ye Miao has a hoarse voice.

As soon as her eyes were red, she took the initiative to hold him, but the latter held him back with tighter force. She was stunned when she noticed that there was hot liquid flowing down her neck.When he left again, ye Miao's eyes were slightly red, but his tone was gradually stable. "What else did he say?"

"Dad said don't tell mom he's in Dongjiang city."

Ye Miao smashed his fist against the wall, and the Kaschin Beck immediately turned red. Ding Yiyi just called these two people to eat, and was startled, "what's the matter?"

His throat moves, and ye Shuimo is a little nervous, because the godmother is too heavy in Ye Miao's heart. She doesn't know if ye Miao will say it regardless of everything.

"I'm wrong! I shouldn't make you angry! " She immediately rushed up to hold Ye Miao's arm and tried to drag it back.

Ye Miao is speechless, his fists are tight, and his lips are in a straight line. He is angry. How can that man make his mother suffer for so long that he can't even see one side? Even if Mom knew he wasn't dead!

Ding Yiyi looked at his son with disapproval. "Xiaomiao, mom didn't expect that you are such a person who can't control your temper. No matter what you do wrong, she is your girlfriend. How can you be cruel to her?"

"Mom, it's my problem. I'll have a good talk with him." Ye Shuimo pulls people outside, looking worried.

Ye Miao followed her out with a cold face. Ding Yiyi still told her, "talk about it well and say everything. Xiao Miao, you are not allowed to be angry, and ink painting is not allowed to be angry."

In the small garden, ye Shuimo breathes a sigh of relief and carefully looks at the silent man.

"He said he loved godmother and made this decision out of many considerations."

"So what? Does he want to never see mom again? With what he called protection, a lifetime in Freemasonry? "

Ye Shuimo doesn't speak, and she can't answer this question. It's cruel to hide it for a lifetime so that they never meet. If it's her, I can't stand it.

"It worries you." Ye Miao touched her head and looked soft. "Don't worry, I know how to do it."

He felt in his pocket. At this time, he wanted something to sober his mind, so he even wanted a cigarette that he didn't smoke. When he found that there was no cigarette box, he had to give up.

Ye Shuimo looked at his action of touching his pocket and knew clearly in his heart, "I suddenly think of one thing, you and so on."

She ran away in a hurry, but ye Miao didn't want to chase her. She felt that her head hurt.

Although he could understand his father's original intention and accept it intellectually, emotionally, as long as he saw his mother's face, he couldn't help saying everything.

If the following days let him watch his mother spend the whole day in missing, he can't promise not to say all this.

Freemasonry. What kind of existence is this organization.

"Here we are." Ye Shuimo opened the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, ordered it by the way, and politely put it together, "come on, it's already ordered. Open your mouth."

The tip of his nose is a faint smell of tobacco. Ye Miao is stunned. He doesn't know that he accidentally makes a small move, but the other party can understand it.

"Don't you want to smoke?"

He took it, twisted it out, and said, "I just thought about it, but now I don't want to. Let's go and have dinner."

At night, ye Miao helps her lover tuck in the quilt. She turns out the bedside lamp and leaves the room alone.

I took the beer from the wine cabinet and drank it alone, but the taste in my heart didn't diminish.

Back to the room after drinking, the quilt had been kicked to the ground. He bent over to pick up the cover and was preparing to go to the bathroom to wash off the smell of wine. The mobile phone on the desk was on.

This is a strange number. He took his mobile phone to the balcony and said, "hello."

"Xiao Miao."

Hearing the familiar voice again, ye Miao couldn't say anything.

"Do you want to see me?"

"You shouldn't have said that to me."

Ye Miao's voice is cold, but his voice is trembling. Finally, he is sure that the man is not dead, and his voice still exists in the world.

"Take good care of your mother."

Aware that the other party wants to hang up, ye Miao increases the volume, "wait a minute!"

There was only a shallow breath on the other end of the phone. The other side seemed to be waiting for his question, but thousands of words poured into his chest.

He was irritable, especially aware of his restless heart, "you have nothing to say."

"You should be more mature."

"If maturity is as ruthless as you are, regardless of your wife and parents, then I'm not mature."

Clearly want to say is not these, clearly should be more rational communication, a mouth or tit for tat.

"I see. This Saturday at 16 p.m., room 1807, 13th floor, Phoenix Hotel."

"Doodle doodle."

The phone hung up and there was only an echo.

On Saturday, ye Shuimo had finished the exam and officially took the winter vacation. The school organized counselors and students to talk about the precautions for the holiday. Before the counselors arrived, the class had already started a group.

"I said that the rich second generation Zou long dropped out of school after one semester, which made their counselors angry. You know that.""I dropped out. In fact, I don't understand why he chose this major. People like him can get a lot of girls by choosing any art school."

"Don't you know him? Just ask her. Is Zou long really gone?"

Ye Shuimo shouts across the air, "I don't know. Maybe, I'm not familiar with him."

On INS, Zou Long's personal homepage has not been updated for a long time. When she saw the counselor, she turned off ins.

After listening to a lot of nagging, the students who don't go home for the Spring Festival want to stop the spring festival activities. They all want to pull her. She answers them one by one. After greeting everyone, she is ready to go home.