Chapter 1592

"Yiyi." Ye nianmo's voice is low, and he sighs in his heart. It turns out that Ding Yiyi thinks that Shuibei likes him because of that.

He and Shuibei almost never meet, even if there is, it is only a few encounters and a minute or two of talking, which does not constitute a condition for acquaintances. He absolutely makes Ding Yiyi a little sensitive.

Shuibei stood up, she knew she had won, "sorry, I have something to go first."

Ding Yiyi is sitting on the chair, her back is leaning against the comfortable chair, but her heart is very frightened, she knows that she has lost.

Ye nianmo also stood up, but did not mention anything, just said, "go."

"What do you think?" Ding Yiyi did not move.

He didn't want to discuss unnecessary things with her in public, and he didn't want to make her sad and sad. "I promised you that I won't see her again. This is a chance encounter, and I can't control it."

Ding Yiyi felt cold all over. She knew he was right. As long as he was in the international shopping center one day, Shuibei could create hundreds of encounters.

She raised her dazed eyes and stood up dejectedly. "The lunch break is almost over. I want to go back to the company."

Ye nianmo obstinately sent her to the door of the company before leaving. Seeing the car disappear in the corridor, she went to the building.

Next to the cornerstone of the building, Shuibei is standing there. Today, she is wearing flat shoes, which is a little less ordinary. She looked at her, "even if there is no me, there will be the next one who covets him, he is so excellent, no wonder we."

Ding Yiyi walked by her side, smelling her unique fragrance. The clothes that ye nianmo used to put in the dry cleaning machine automatically reverberated in her mind, which also had this kind of fragrance.

She began to be a little impatient, feeling that things were developing in the direction that she could not control, and she stood aside, but could not stop it.

"He's my husband, so you rob your colleague's husband, and you've got so much justice." She had her back to her and her chest heaved violently.

Behind her came the sound of footsteps, the north of the water was a little higher than her. At this time, she came to her side and looked at her. Her voice was as clear as oriole, "sorry."

She said, holding her head high, she walked past Ding Yiyi, as proud as a princess.

When Ding Yiyi returns to the office, Manager Gao is looking for her, "Yi Yi, you and Shuibei both come in for a while."

In the office, Manager Gao took out a folder and said, "this business is a little special. I want you two to be responsible for it together."

"Find someone else." Ding Yiyi even didn't take over the file and said, laughing in the heart, joking, let her and her husband covetous people work together?

Manager Gao also seems to have noticed the undercurrent between the two people. He shook the paper in his hand and said, "look at this letter first, and then decide whether to accept it or not."

Ding Yi had to take it over, shake open the letter paper, found that the handwriting on it was strong and strong, it should be a man's.

"Hello, when you see this letter, you must be very curious. In the 21st century, there is a person who wrote to your company, and then he will make unreasonable demands.

I am an ordinary man, I fall in love with an ordinary woman, but she is sick, her illness makes her very haggard, and every day every day in her body every bit of energy.

I know she is going to leave, and her regret in this life is that she has not put on her own designed clothes, which is also the purpose of my letter to you. As I said before, I am an ordinary man with a very ordinary salary, but for her, I am willing to bear all the expenses. "

Ding Yiyi quietly put down the paper in his hand, and his eyes fell on a stack of white A4 paper on the table. A4 paper is not new. Some pages have broken corners and yellowing in Shanghai. It seems that they are not recent works.

There are many styles of clothes on the white drawing paper. There are pencil words beside the paper. The handwriting is very beautiful. It seems that it is a woman's notes.

"Many of these designers don't pay attention to the basic design elements, so they can't do it at all." Shuibei puts down his paper.

Ding Yiyi listen to her voice, in the heart for no reason and uncomfortable, "high manager, sorry, I don't want to take this job."

She turned and left. She stopped when she came to the door. She turned around and took a look at the water north from the corner of her eyes. She turned when she saw her black and bright hair.

After work in the afternoon, she followed Shuibei, deliberately not to take an elevator with her, but met each other in the garage. Shuibei's car passed in front of her and drove away.

All of a sudden, she had an impulse, when she came back to God, she had quietly followed up.

Shuibei drove away in the direction that she would drive every day. Her speed was not fast. She could often see a car overtaking her.

Ding Yiyi is not fast not slow to follow, in the heart is spitting at oneself. What does she do with her? This is an invasion of each other's privacy.

She decided to stop this behavior and turn home at the next fork in the road. At the next intersection, she saw Shuibei's car turn in a direction.She was too familiar with that direction. It was the way to the international shopping center. Ding Yiyi summoned up her courage to follow.

No mistake. The car in Shuibei slowed down after it was near the international shopping center. She parked her car in the parking space and got off the bus.

Ding Yiyi followed her to get out of the car, followed her from afar, and watched her walk into the international shopping center, but did not buy anything.

She looked around Shuibei as if she was looking for something. Occasionally, a shopping guide stopped her. She just laughed and didn't speak, turning her head and concentrating on looking for something.

Soon, Ding Yiyi knew what she was thinking. Ye Bo was on the phone at the handrail.

Shuibei didn't see ye nianmo, but she saw Ye Bo. She knew that ye nianmo was in a corner of the building. She took the escalator to approach yebo as if she had been meeting by chance many times.

"Miss Shuibei." Ye Bo's cold and sharp eyes swept over her face, and her tone was also full of if there was no inquiry, "do you like to come here?"

"I think women like to come here." Shuibei smiles and looks directly at him, "say hello to Mr. Ye for me."

Ye Bo nods, just as the mobile phone rings, he and Shuibei signal to take a step first, and then take a step towards the destination.

Ding Yiyi is not far away. Looking at all this, she knows that it is impossible for Shuibei to give up ye nianmo. However, she is too smart. As long as she does not admit it one day, she, Ding Yiyi, can only stand in the perspective of a jealous woman and watch Shuibei approach her husband.

"As long as I don't take the initiative to say it, then Ding Yinai can endure me. As long as he appears in front of him long enough, one day he will notice me." Looking at Ye Bo's direction, Shuibei whispered.

She turned and walked out of the door, passing a row of jewelry counters, and heard several tellers talking behind her. They have seen her guard on the side waiting for ye nianmo several times.

She walked in front of them with her head held high. She firmly believed that her sincere friendship with ye nianmo would move heaven.

Back in the car, the mobile phone SMS ring, is the credit card repayment date and amount of reminders, she does not care to leave the phone in the co driver's position, and then drive away.

She drove into a very high-end coffee shop with a sample sample just given to her by the Chanel teller. She put the bag containing the sample at her feet and asked the waiter for a cup of high-quality coffee worth more than 100 yuan.

The waiter's eyes swept through the imitation clothes that she had imitated vividly, and then fell on the chanel bag at her feet. The thickest was her gorgeous face.

The waiter nodded quickly and left with the list, which would soon be sent to a Czech male Barista.

Shuibei looks around. A woman with her back to her is holding an iPad looking at the stock market. Her properly maintained nails touch the interface from time to time.

Not far away, two men were talking in a low voice. There was a piece of brown paper on the table. It could be a document or something.

She likes to come here most, and even can spend two days to come here, just to see this scene of high society. She felt like she belonged to them.

"Excuse me, miss." The waiter slowed down and stood by her side to remind her.

The strong aroma of coffee on the table, she tilted her fingers, thumbs and forefingers gently twiddled the hook of the cup, put it under the nose to sniff, and then put it into her mouth and sipped it.

A cup of coffee has not finished, her bag in the mobile phone suddenly vibrated, she took out a look, the body as fast and violent as the collapse of the mountain.

"Tomorrow afternoon, if you have time to get together and talk about my wife." Short words, not short connotations. Her sleeve long fingers trembled, holding a segment of her cell phone, her eyes repeatedly looking at the message and the SMS number sent on the interface.

Ye nianmo once called her. When she and Ding Yiyi went to the bar, he wanted her to take good care of Ding Yiyi.

She looked at the message repeatedly as if she had seen treasure, imagining the expression and tone of his voice when he sent it to herself.

As for the content, what does it matter whether we discuss Ding Yiyi or her Shuibei? As long as she can be alone with each other, it is a big step forward for her.

She was so excited that she didn't even finish her coffee. She just raised her finger to get back to the message, but she pressed it hard. She put her mobile phone back on the table and picked up some cool coffee at the same time.

Although she sipped her coffee, her eyes had been thinking about the interface of her mobile phone, and her coffee drinking posture did not show the kind of deliberate elegance at the beginning.

In the past, when she was drinking coffee, she always liked to look at the people around her, to see which man fell in love with herself, cast a glance of appreciation, and which woman envied her figure.

Today, none of them is worth mentioning in her eyes. She doesn't care what they think or what they are doing at the moment.