Chapter 1199

Sitting in the car, Ding Yiyi fastened her seat belt and said gratefully, "thank you very much. If you have time, please have a meal."

The man looked at the rearview mirror and didn't speak. He started the car with a smile.

Not far away, yebola opened the door and sat in the car, "the young master has done it well, and the other party has taken the money and is very happy to do things."

Ye nianmo moved his eyes back from the front. He took a look at his watch and said, "go."

There was soothing music in the car, and no one spoke. Ding Yiyi had to look forward.

A black business car passed by, and she was staring at the license plate. It was Ye's car. Was it ye nianmo? Why is he here? Did he see himself?

Countless thoughts suddenly rushed into her head, and she was slapped on the shoulder. She recoiled from her reflexes, and her head banged against the window.

The man was shocked by her reaction. "Sorry, you didn't hear me talking to you just now, so I patted you."

He glanced along her line of sight just now, and the business car had already left. "That car just now is a good car."

"Maybe, I don't know about cars." Ding Yi covers his head awkwardly to say, in the heart that a little doubt also vanishes in this collision.

Just arrived at the airport, there was still ten minutes to go. Qiubai stood at the door. As soon as she saw her with another strange man, she quickly pulled her over.

The man smiles and turns to walk, Qiubai looks at the man's back, "quite handsome, do you know?"

"How can I? I'm on my way together. I've been sent by people with kindness." Ding Yiyi looked around casually, and then saw a man in a suit in the coffee shop next to the airport.

She looked at him from a distance. There was a man sitting opposite him. They pointed to the document and didn't know what to say. Their arms were pulled. Qiubai looked along her eyes, and there was a trace of clarity in their eyes.

Ding Yiyi took the lead to regain consciousness, turned to walk, but ran into a foreigner passing by. The foreign man's face sank and complained discontentedly. His voice was like thunder on the ground. Pedestrians stopped to see them.

Ye nianmo just turned his head and looked at him subconsciously. Their eyes were separated from each other and soon blocked by passers-by.

The foreigner's voice is still shouting, he frowned and got up, but saw Ding Yi suddenly apologized and took Qiubai's hand to run to the gate, and it disappeared.

President Park, who was sitting opposite him, thought he was going to get up and shake hands with himself. He also stood up and offered his hand. "I have received your sincerity. I am very confident in this cooperation."

Ye nianmo nodded rigorously, "happy cooperation."

Come out from the airport, the sun is full, ye nianmo gets on the bus, "let all the high-level people come to the conference room for a meeting in an hour."

Ye Bo said: "young master, today is the national day, all the high-level have a holiday."

Ye nianmo a Leng, half ring, "back to Ye home."

Ye's family and ye Bo looked at the young master who was staying in the lady's design room as soon as he came back. He saw that it was going to be afternoon. The young master had not come out, and he had not even eaten lunch.

Behind him came the sound of footsteps, and he turned his head, "Madame."

Xia Yihan was holding a tray with a cup of soup on the tray. "Hasn't the ink come out yet?"

Ye Bo shook his head and reached for the tray. "Madam, I'll go."

"It's OK," Xia Yihan refused with a smile, "I make the decision that you have three days off. Thank you for helping me read ink these years."

"Madame Ye Bo quickly wants to refuse. Seeing his wife's firm attitude, he nods. Watching Ye Bo leave, Xia Yihan pushes the door and enters.

The man in the flowers took off his meticulous suit and put on a suit of flax. His hair, which was usually packed up in a suit, was scattered at random at this time. The bangs covered half of his eyes, making people unable to see clearly.

Ye nianmo carefully polished the wood in his hand. Xia Yihan got close to him and frowned slightly when he saw his design drawings. Because he was a novice, there were still many unreasonable aspects in the design. However, seeing that he was so serious, she could not remind her.

"Read Mo and have a rest first." Xia Yihan couldn't help speaking.

Ye nianmo a Leng, eyes have a moment of doubt, "Mom, when did you come?"

Xia Yihan helped him to pat the sawdust on his body. He was deeply distressed when he saw the tiny scar on his hand that was scraped by the wood. "Why don't you wear gloves when you read ink?"

Ye nianmo was silent for a moment, "I don't want to be isolated between me and her by things."

Xia Yihan was stunned by his words. He was a little worried in his joy. He was very happy that ye nianmo had grown up very well and had his own opinions and pursuits. Compared with Ye Zimo, his paranoia was no worse than that. She was afraid that he would be hurt in the end.

Ye nianmo finished the soup and threw himself into the wood grinding. Xia Yihan just went out of the glass room with an empty bowl and saw Ao Xue.

"Aunt Xia, is Nian Mo in it?" Aoxue is a little surprised. When did ye nianmo fall in love with design.

Xia Yihan nodded, "what's wrong with Xiaoxue?"

Ao snow face some melancholy, "in fact, I have not seen him for a long time."She was sad and clearly lived together. She didn't know whether he deliberately avoided it or was really too busy. She never saw him again since the last unhappy separation.

Xia Yihan kindly reminded: "he is very busy now, Xiaoxue, I think it is better not to disturb him for the time being."

Ao Xue bit the lower lip, "good aunt Xia."

Seeing her like this, Xia Yihan couldn't bear it. She suddenly remembered that half a month was her birthday. In order to make her happy, Xia Yihan said, "by the way, Xiaoxue, do you have any plans for your birthday half a month later? If you don't have aunt Xia to hold a party for you? "

Ao Xue cleverly replied, "aunt Xia is the master."

Looking at the back of Xia Yihan's leaving, she looks back at the figures in the flowers in the glass house in a daze. She doesn't care about that birthday at all. It is said that it was the day when she entered the welfare home. When was she born, she thought that her own mother might not care at all.

Late at night, ye nianmo walked into the main room tired. He was very frustrated. No matter how he polished it, the wood would be broken in the end.

He clenched his fists fiercely, the small wounds squeezed each other, and the pain sobered him up.

Ao Xue is sitting in the living room, he doesn't go back to the upstairs.

"Read ink." Ao snow calls him, the voice is desolate, "not I don't want to go, is I have no place to go."

Ye nianmo turned and cast a deep shadow on his resolute nose beam under the lighting of the corridor wall. He said to himself, "now you don't have to go."

Ao Xue bit her lower lip and squeezed out a smile, "half a month is my birthday. Would you like to send me a gift?"

Ye nianmo looks at her unfathomably, and then turns to go upstairs. Aoxue droops her eyes sadly, but sees the other party going downstairs again.

He went downstairs to her and took out his checkbook. "How much do you want?"

"I don't mean that," Ao Xue's face was a little pale.

Ye nianmo was in a bad mood and didn't want to try to guess. He said bluntly, "what do you want?"

"I love anything you give me."

Her heart inexplicably some flutter straight jump, originally thought he would refuse, but he was just silent, which is good news for her.

For a long time, ye nianmo replied, "OK."

Watching his broad back disappear in the corridor again, her heart is like eating honey, thinking that as long as Ding Yi can't make trouble, she will have a chance.

The next day at the table, Fu Fengyi asked Xia Yihan, "why didn't you see Nian Mo?"

Xia Yihan replied: "the work is relatively busy recently, so the food and accommodation are all in the study."

Fu Fengyi frowned. "It's not good all the time. He's too old. It's time to think about having another child."

He said and looked at Ao Xue, Xia Yihan did not answer, Ao Xue did not dare to answer, only in the side with a smile.

Just after dinner, ye Bo approached the hall with a pile of information, and after greeting everyone, he went directly to the second floor. In the study, ye nianmo's ten fingers flipped, "put it there, thank you."

Ye Bo coded the information well, and was about to take a book out. Ye nianmo said, "you can go to rest during the National Day holiday. You don't have to come back after today."

Deep in the night, Ao Xue chats with the insomnia Fu Fengyi. When she comes back to the room, she faintly sees a light in the corridor on the other side. She mutters, "read ink, haven't you slept?"

However, in the room, there is still a yellow light on the desk.

Aoxue went to the swimming room and the gym again. Ye nianmo was not in the most frequently stayed places. She had a vague feeling that he must be there.

In the glass greenhouse, the humidifier makes a slight noise. Ye nianmo lies asleep on the table in his flax casual clothes. He is still holding half of the wood in his hand. There are piles of worn-out yellow pear trees around his wrist.

Ao snow gently approached, bent over to look at the table is not a beautiful design drawings, eyes into the sleeping man, there are some can not move eyes.

How long has she not been so quiet with him within a foot, and how long has he not been as peaceful as he is today, instead of full of resistance to himself.

Drawing out the design drawing, she was slightly stunned, and a burst of hope rose in her heart. Could it be given to her? Isn't her birthday coming soon?

The more you want to feel, the more likely you are. The more happy you are, the more you don't want to pay attention to the little negation in your heart. The person in the dream seems to have uttered a line of nonsense and then fell asleep.

She looked at him with love. She took out a pen and slipped to one side. The moon was round and intoxicating like a disc outside the window. The moon projected on the glass table. She laughed to help him modify it.

The moon gradually shifted, then disappeared, until early in the morning, Ye's servants began to go out to clean, she rubbed her aching waist, and crept to put the revised sketch back in place.

Ye nianmo is awakened by a slight noise. His confused eyes are clear. He rubs his eyes slightly tired and wants to call ye Bo to move the documents. He just remembered that he gave Ye Bo a holiday just half way through the broadcast.It's Dusk in New York. Yebo drags her suitcase and looks at a woman in a down jacket but smart commuter pants in the distance. She always refuses to procrastinate and makes herself look as smart as a man. She seems to want to disguise her fragile heart as a woman with the help of her clothes.

The crew is still shooting against the cold wind. He is not in a hurry. He just looks at Qiubai in the distance quietly. He just wants to look at her like this. When the sun rises in New York, he will leave.