Chapter 2070

The driver had been waiting for her, but this time he was not in the car. Instead, he stood on the road. When he saw her, he looked at her and said, "boss, next to me..."

Ding Yiyi has long seen the black sports car stopped not far from the driver, ignored, but took his own car, "drive home."

The driver took a look at the car behind him, thought about it for a while, then ran around a direction to the driving position.

The road is very smooth tonight. There are not many cars. The driver looks back frequently and the sports car is not slow behind.

At the back section, the driver drove faster, and some turning cars just inserted into the traffic flow, and soon the sports car behind them was not visible.

Ding Yi looked back at a few eyes, still really can't see, thought will not be lost with it.

"Drive slowly."

"OK."

The driver was amused. He lowered the speed of the car again and again. Finally, he found the figure of the sports car when he got off the viaduct.

Two cars back to the villa one after the other, Ding Yiyi get off, also wait for the people behind, go directly to the hall.

"Mr. Ye." The driver waited for the other party to get off the bus and wanted to explain to the other party. As a result, the other party waved his hand, gave him the car key, and then followed him into the living room.

In the living room, ye Shui ink cartridge Ding Yiyi lies prone in the window and sees the tall figure coming towards this side. They look at each other. When they deliberately wait for the door to be opened, they get up and run upstairs one after another.

Ye nianmo looks at the front and back marks on the sofa that have been kneeling out. He goes to the bathroom to have a bath. Then he takes a book and just pushes the bedroom door open. He sees his wife and daughter huddled together.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Ding Yiyi opened his eyes and listened carefully for a while, but there was no other sound.

"Mom, do you think Dad can agree?"

"Don't worry, my mother will help you with everything you want to do."

The next day, Ding Yiyi was asleep and heard someone knocking at the door. She went to open the door. Montai stood outside the door. "Miss needs to go to school."

"How about reading ink?"

"Mr. Ye went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet." Replied montai.

In the afternoon, Ding Yi went to pick up Ye Shuimo. As soon as they got home, they saw two foreigners sitting in the living room.

"This one teaches shooting, this one teaches Sanda." Ye nianmo is very serious. "Since you want to learn, you must continue to learn. If you want to learn, you should not learn at all if you are halfway to school."

Ding Yiyi gently pushed leaf ink, the latter immediately nodded, "I will learn well."

Ye nianmo walked to Ding Yiyi, but said, "don't you make a fool of yourself tonight?"

The latter secretly smiles with his mouth covered. In fact, he is not angry at all. He just helps ink wash stimulate his stubborn father.

On the first day of study, ye Shuimo was crying for Ding Yiyi, and the room was full of her cries.

Ye nianmo is also distressed, and forgets what he just said yesterday, "OK, it's just experience. From now on, don't mention such willful requirements."

"No!" Ye Shuimo cried in Ding Yiyi's arms and turned to find the master again.

A few days later, she cried again. This time, seeing that her father was not there, she was waiting at the door. As soon as Ding Yi got out of the car, she immediately fell into her arms, crying bitterly.

Ding Yiyi is distressed. She has never let this child cry since childhood. She rolled up her trousers and saw that the top was blue and purple.

She found a coach, and the coach was helpless. If she wanted to learn boxing and embroidering legs, she could teach her at will. But if she really had to work hard to learn, it was inevitable to cry. That is, the first straining was enough for the young lady who had been spoiled since childhood.

Another coach who taught her how to shoot also said that to learn to shoot, arms and neck should keep a certain radian, and even the muscle relaxation is particular. Let a child keep posture for an hour. Especially, the child is not an ordinary child, so he is more tired.

Both of them persuade Ye Shuimo to give up. Ding Yiyi knows that they are the top talents in their respective industries, and will definitely not deliberately bully the children, so she has to consult Ye Shuimo.

At night, montai lights up the aromatherapy lamp, which is repeated as the old saying goes. It's just that ye Shuimo is obedient, learning ballet and piano is not better than learning those messy ones?

Ding Yiyi came in with a story book. Ye Shuimo threw herself into her arms as soon as she saw her. Her eyes were bright.

She told ye Shuimo a story: "once upon a time, there was a fisherman who had been fishing all his life and was very happy every day. One day, he suddenly became interested in painting, so he sold his fishing net, bought a lot of painting tools and stayed at home.

On the first day, he was very happy because he felt that he had found what he really wanted to do, but soon he found that painting was not suitable for him, and he was looking forward to the vastness of the sea. Some people advised him that since he had studied, he would stick to it and could not give up halfway. But after a month, he still gave up and became his fisherman again.

It's not a coward to make sure that you are not suitable to give up. It's not a coward, but to stop the loss in time. It's the same with ink painting. If you learn to find that you don't like it, then giving up is not a big problem. It's better to hold on than not like it. "Ye Shuimo was lying in her arms, "to learn."

Ding Yi Yi was surprised, "why?"

Ye Shuimo first chuckled, and then got to her ear and said it. The latter looked a little bit, "so you said protecting your brother is not for fun?"

"Yes." Ye Shuimo nodded, "there is an uncle who follows his father to protect his father every day. Then I can protect my brother by following him every day, just like that uncle."

Ding Yiyi helped forehead, "brother can have bodyguards in the future, so will you."

"I'm the bodyguard." Ye Shuimo is very determined, "learn from guns, learn to fight."

After that day, ye Shuimo still cried, but the frequency of crying changed from several times a day to once every three days, and then to a week. Three months later, he didn't wipe his tears very much.

It's time to take ink to see Ao Xue. Early in the morning, Ding Yiyi took it to Ao Xue's home and called the other party. The latter was stunned, "is it time to meet? Is it today? I forgot. "

Ding Yiyi bowed his head and saw that ye Shuimo didn't seem to hear the conversation between them. He felt relieved and went a little further. Then he continued: "how can you forget this moment? What do you think of ink painting?"

"Well, if you forget, you will forget. Isn't it just a meeting? I still have very important things to deal with. I won't see you today. "

There was a busy voice on the other end of the phone. Ding Yi was stunned at the scene and had to say to Ye Shuimo: "ink painting, your auntie Aoxue has a very important thing to do today. Can't your mother take you to eat ice cream?"

"Good." Ye Shuimo nods.

The door suddenly opened, and Yan Mingyao appeared in his sports clothes. He saw two people in a daze. After asking the reason, he invited them into the room.

"It's normal. She often runs outside and says she has a job. Of course, she won't tell me." Yan Mingyao hands the juice to Ye Shuimo.

Ding Yiyi looked at the room, very messy, everything is in disorder, there is no breath of life, the latter smile, seems not to care, "today Saturday, Sunday hour will be unified to clean up."

Because ye Shuimo is there, Ding Yiyi can't ask too much, and the other party also understands that he has been silent for a while and said, "I'm sorry for what I did before, and I promised with her that I won't bully her with that kind of means."

The voice stopped and hid some pain. "But now she doesn't care about her family. She goes home once a day just because she has made an appointment with me. I'm really afraid that I can't control myself one day."

"No way!" Ding Yiyi's voice suddenly rises, even the leaf ink on one side is scared.

"There will be a way. There will be a way. You can't do that to her." Ding Yiyi tries to make his tone sound serious.

He helplessly said: "you did not stand in my position, so you do not understand my pain, once you personally experience, you will understand."

As if he didn't want to discuss this issue again, he turned his eyes to Ye Shuimo. Seeing that she had been staring at a small toy car on the wall, he got up and took it down and handed it to him. "This is the only gift my father gave me. If you want to give it to you."

"Uncle Yan gave it to you. You should keep it well."

"It doesn't matter. I think it's just right for her, and I don't need fairy tales when I grow up."

Yan Mingyao suddenly saw the bruise on the leg of Ye Shuimo, and his expression became very excited, "what's going on here? How could she have so many scars on her calf

Ding Yiyi was scared, the anger and concern expressed in the other party's eyes were too sudden, just a little strange.

And the other side said the reason, Yan Mingyao obviously also very disagree, has been persuading girls not to learn these things.

"My brother-in-law, since she wants to study and her family has this condition, let her go. The best thing we can give her is to give her the right to do whatever she wants."

Yan Mingyao looked a little depressed, "yes, the Ye family can give her, absolutely is the best."

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Aoxue opens the door and enters the house. She walks a little shaky after drinking wine. She even wears the wrong slippers.

Yan Mingyao was smoking on the sofa. When he saw her back, he twisted out the cigarette butt and opened the window.

"Drinking?"

"Yes."

"Go and lie down first. I'll get you some strong tea to sober you up."

"It's OK. It's not like this."

Aoxue left the bag on the ground, then walked to the room, and almost fell on the way.

Yan Mingyao picked up the bag and put it away, and then went in, "next month is the Spring Festival. Let's go back to Dongjiang city to see mom in a few days."

The person lying in bed did not speak, and did not know whether he was asleep or deliberately did not respond.

The next day, Aoxue got up, sat up and looked at the tea that had been cooled by the table. There was the sound of a vacuum cleaner outside. She opened the door and startled the part-time worker who was cleaning outside.

Simple wash gargle, change into yoga clothes, she began to do yoga in the balcony, a ring of the mobile phone, take a look, is shallow only sent the news."The company will be officially listed on the stock exchange tomorrow Monday."

She stares at it for a while, and the sound of the vacuum cleaner pulls her back to reality, sets her mobile phone aside, and she continues to do yoga.

Watching that person step by step on the road to success, everyone looked at her with admiration and expectation. No one paid attention to another person who was walking on the dark road. But what's the matter.