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"That's alright. If you decorate it well, the rent will be higher. I'll give you a commission when the time comes." Ye Tiancheng said.

"Oh, that... Miss Huiwen won't have any objections? An Yimo felt that this job was pretty good and the time was relatively free, but since they had already divorced, was there a need to contact each other again?

Moreover, with Shui Huiwen's character, how could he tolerate her?

"Don't worry, Hui Wen is a very magnanimous person. Furthermore, she is the Young Miss, so she wouldn't do these trivial things. I can't do it either. Could it be that you're inviting others to do it yourself …" Ye Tiancheng's words were suddenly cut off. Looking at An Yimo's embarrassed and unsightly expression, he said, "I didn't say that you should have done these things, and I also didn't say that you're not a Young Miss. "Forget it, the more I explain, the more complicated it gets. Anyway, I'm sorry."

An Yimo looked at Ye Tiancheng in shock. This Great Young Master actually said he was sorry?

"Then it's decided. Anyway, the house is under your name, anything you want is convenient. When the time comes, you can get me the land certificate and everything else." Ye Tiancheng said.

"Do you all have my name?" An Yimo was surprised.

Ye Tiancheng nodded, and said with extreme relief: "I believe you."

"But …" "After you create my name, it will be more complicated to change it in the future. Within five years, the contract tax will also be very high." An Yimo said.

"Then we'll change it in five years." Ye Tiancheng stood up and said: "Then it's decided. You can resign tomorrow, I'll pick you up in the afternoon, and then we'll go to the hospital to visit your parents.

"Fine." An Yimo nodded.

Ye Tiancheng stood up, looked at An Yimo, and felt an inexplicable uneasiness.

"That... Are you going to sleep? Do you want to take a bath first, or do you want me to take a bath first? " An Yimo said.

Ye Tiancheng said, "You still have work to do tomorrow, go wash up first."

An Yimo nodded and took her pajamas to the bathroom.

She was leaving tomorrow. She probably wouldn't have another chance to use this luxurious bathroom in her entire life.

The one year contract was shortened to a month and she would be able to leave immediately without having to pay the money back. Shouldn't she be happy? Why was her heart so empty, as if she were missing something?

Sighing, he quickly took a shower and returned to his bed.

She was so tired. She didn't know why, but she had been feeling especially tired these days. It was as if she had been doing some tiresome physical work. It was extremely uncomfortable.

Soon, she fell asleep, even though it was still only 10 pm.

Seeing that An Yimo had fallen asleep so quickly, and it was still just around ten in the evening, a nameless rage rose in Ye Tiancheng's heart.

This woman was leaving tomorrow. Wasn't she too heartless to fall asleep so soon?

He angrily glared at her, took some clothes to bathe, and then heavily laid down beside An Yimo. She did not have any reaction at all, and Ye Tiancheng even suspected that she was doing it on purpose.

He was going to be a father.

Just that one time, after getting drunk and having no memory at all, she actually let Wyvern have it.

Was, was this really his fate with her?

Thinking to this point, he slowly turned around and looked at An Yimo's back figure in the dark of night, and became silent.

An Yimo might be leaving tomorrow, but this woman did not seem to be reluctant to leave.

Then, what about himself? Could he bear it? What was that feeling in his heart that something important was slowly fading away?

With a long sigh, she turned around again, and her eyes did not see An Yimo's back. An uneasy feeling flashed across her heart, so she could only turn around again and embrace An Yimo.

An Yimo's arm was ice-cold. Just as Ye Tiancheng placed his hand on it, he felt it, and immediately covered it with the air-conditioner. She was extremely considerate, even he himself was a little surprised.

An Yimo slept soundly, sleeping until around four in the morning before she woke up.

Ever since her father had gotten sick, An Yimo's sleep had been very poor. If she wasn't taking care of him at the hospital for the night, then she was just sleeping in a rented room by herself, and had been replaced by her father at the hospital. No matter where she slept, she would always be restless.

This was the longest sleep she'd had since her father was hospitalized. She slept for six hours at a stretch.

However, if it was before, she would only need to roll over and fall asleep after a while. But tonight, she was as hungry as last night.

What was going on?

Last night, she had eaten a lot with her mother because she was too hungry due to being tormented by Ye Tiancheng. She didn't overdo it tonight, she just went to sleep after taking a shower.

An Yimo gently pushed Ye Tiancheng's hand away and sat him up. His stomach let out a hungry growl, and after drinking the plain water on the bedside, it became even hungrier.

After thinking about it, An Yimo got up from the bed and walked downstairs.

An Yimo turned around and headed to the kitchen, only to find that there was still a bowl of chicken soup left in the fridge. Usually, An Yimo didn't really like it either, but her appetite was satisfied.

The chicken soup was very clear and sweet. The oil on it had probably been discarded by the servants or the chef. It was very light and light, and there was even a Mushroom and Ink Fish in it. It was very fresh and also very refreshing.

After finishing the chicken soup, he touched his stomach. The inside of his stomach was very warm and comfortable.

An Yimo heaved a sigh of relief and went to the second floor.

When she descended the stairs, she walked rather hurriedly without her shoes. Thinking of her experience last night, she curiously walked in the direction of the third floor.

The pavilion was very quiet, with no sounds of the piano. At this time, Ye Yiqing should also be sleeping right?

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard a "ding dong" sound from the attic, followed by the sound of porcelain shattering, followed by the sound of a man inhaling cold air.

An Yimo was shocked, then she saw a ray of light coming from behind the door. It was the sound of someone waking up.

An Yimo thought that Ye Yiqing must have cut something in his hands.

He thought for a while, then without any hesitation, he went to the door and knocked on it barefooted.

The lights inside were turned off in an instant, and An Yimo said in a low voice: "Brother, it's me, I'm Yi Mo."

"Pah!"

The room's light was turned on again, and the sound of a wheelchair rolling could be heard. Following that, the door was opened, and within the faint yellow room, Ye Yiqing's somewhat embarrassed and pale face could be heard.

An Yimo stood at the door and looked down. Indeed, she saw that Ye Yiqing's forefinger and middle finger were bleeding, and he probably used this hand to push the tires of the wheelchair. Not only the tires of the wheelchair, there was also a trail of blood on the greyish-white wooden floor, dripping down.

"You cut the hand." An Yimo sighed, without being polite, she walked in, closed the door, pushed his wheelchair and turned, walking towards the bedside.

"Yeah, I was thirsty so I started drinking water. I forgot that my feet were inconvenient and my movements were too big so I broke the cup. Then, I wanted to reach out to wipe the water to pick up the fragments, so …" His voice was bitter as he stopped talking.

An Yimo could not help but sigh.

He was such a proud person, the Great Young Master of Ye Family. Even if his legs were destroyed, he should still be able to enjoy the best services from servants and guards. But why? Just what kind of family did his woman belong to? They had to wait until his death to let him live in such a pathetic manner even in such a situation.

He pushed his way to the side of the bed, and when he thought about what Ye Tiancheng had said, he felt that it was better to be more careful, so he did not turn on the light, and asked softly: "Do you have a medicine box here?"

Ye Yiqing nodded, and pointed to a cabinet by the window: "In the third drawer is a medicine box, inside there are disinfectant and gauze, there are also anti-inflammatory drugs, cold medicine, eye drops and other commonly used medicines."

An Yimo nodded and stopped his wheelchair. She quickly went to the cabinet and took out his medicine box. She walked over, placed it on top of the bed and opened the box.

In the end, he took out a pair of tweezers and picked up a piece of cotton. He soaked the cotton in the alcohol and grabbed An Yimo's hand, which was still dripping blood, and said: "Be careful, I'll clean the wound first to see if there are any fragments inside."

"Mm, sorry to trouble you." Ye Yiqing said in a low voice.

Half squatting on the ground, An Yimo carefully wiped the blood off his finger, then raised her head and looked at Yun Che with a smile. "You're Tian Cheng's big brother, and are my big brother. Is there even a need for you to thank me? "

"Heh …" Yeah, apologizing to you, isn't that just a private matter? " Ye Yiqing broke into a laugh. A pair of blue eyes looked deeply at An Yimo, saw her serious expression, and looked at the arc of shadow cast by her eyelashes on her pure white face.

She was so beautiful, so focused, so like her.

However, they were definitely not the same person.

Although they had similar appearances, their auras and auras were all so different.

Only when An Yimo was not talking did Ye Yiqing have this kind of illusion.

An Yimo seemed to have turned into her in an instant.

He suddenly reached out his hand, pulled An Yimo who was half-squatting on the ground into her embrace and tightly hugged him. "Don't leave me, don't ever leave me …"

Her arms were so powerful, hugging so tightly. An Yimo took in a few breaths of cold air nervously, then pushed him away fiercely. She took two steps back and said, "Brother, you recognized the wrong person. I am Icemountain, the wife of Tianchun. "

An Yimo's eyes were filled with the cold anger of warning.

Ye Yiqing looked at her for a long time before he reacted.

After that, he let out a long sigh and said, "Yi Mo, I'm sorry. I, I lost my composure."

His fingers struggled, the wound ruptured, and he lost even more blood.

He supported himself with his light brown hair, and blood kept flowing down his white cheeks without stopping, making him look extremely shocked. An Yimo's heart softened, and immediately reached out to pull his hand away, sighing: "Forget it, don't move recklessly. If I didn't apply medicine on you, your two fingers would have been destroyed too."