Chapter 2466

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

By his eyes, the woman was more frightened, and her posture was lighter. "Mr. Ye, there is a meeting waiting for you."

He got up, glanced at the ropes scattered on the ground, and lifted his feet to go out.

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

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

"You're late." Sitting aside, men with a buzzing echo speak. In order to avoid being recognized for their accent, these people even wear voice converters. No matter what they say, they use the voice converter to translate them into English.

Ye nianmo suddenly wants to laugh at those people who are oppressed in the dark. You never know whether the person sitting on the Internet is a person or a dog. It's like this situation now. You don't even know which country is sitting on the opposite side, and what is their social status.

"Yes." He answered, fearless.

They are eager to use their resources to do more things. As long as the final results can be good-looking, they don't care what kind of people to talk to.

The meeting went on quietly until several people left from all channels like ghosts. Outside, 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 was very straight, "these people, you have to guard well."

"Yes." Ye nianmo stood beside him and said.

Ye's ink painting was only tied away for a few hours, so Ding Yiyi didn't know what she had gone through. She just saw that his hands and feet were soft and his face was pale, and he thought she was uncomfortable.

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

She was worried that 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 it. She didn't know if she saw a strange phone call, so she didn't answer it.

Ding Yiyi laughed, "you child, I thought something happened. Children, 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. We women 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 is wrong, ye Shuimo doesn't argue, and nods smartly.

Ding Yiyi see her sensible, heart also a lot of relief, let the servant to call Liu Qiang.

Ye Shuimo looks at her busy and busy appearance. She is sad. She thinks that her father and she are close at hand, but they have not seen each other for four years. Her eyes blink and her tears fall down.

"Ding Yiyi said to cry, busy with paper towel," I said some heavy, but you this child how to say cry, and as a child. "

"Mom." Ye Shuimo rushed over and hugged him, "you must be happy!"

Ding Yiyi some cry and smile, had to pat her head, "good, good, you hurry to wash your face, eyes red like what it looks like, I let the kitchen to 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 in a hurry.

When she came home, she saw that ye Shuimo was eating sweets with red eyes. Ye Miao rushed over to hold her shoulder and was very anxious, "what's the matter?"

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

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

"Ding Yiqi," also said that they, you are old enough to play, it's time to settle down, do you like any girl? "

Liu Qiang was most afraid of saying these things. He made a joke and took the opportunity to slip away. Ding Yiyi also gave the young couple a little space and didn't disturb them. He told 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 deeper and deeper. Finally, he sat silent, but his hands trembled slightly, and his mood was hard to calm down.

Ye Shuimo knows that this kind of separation is hard for anyone, so he doesn't open his mouth. He just sits beside him quietly, enduring hard, trying to give strength to the people nearby.

"I want to hold you." Ye Miao's voice is hoarse.

Her eyes a red, take the initiative to hold him, the latter with a tighter force back to embrace, aware of the neck hot liquid flowing down, she was stunned.When he left again, ye Miao's eyes were slightly red, but his tone gradually stabilized, "what else did he say?"

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

Ye Miao hits the wall with his fist, and his knuckles turn red immediately. Ding Yiyi just calls these two people to eat. He is startled, "what's the matter?"

His throat moved, and ye Shuimo was a little nervous because his mother was too heavy in Ye Miao's heart. She didn't know if ye Miao would speak out recklessly.

"I was wrong! You shouldn't be angry! " She immediately jumped up to hold Ye Miao's arm and dragged it back.

Ye Miao doesn't speak. His fist is tight and his lips are pursed into a straight line. He is angry. How can that man make his mother suffer so long that he can't even see one side? Even if mom knows he's not dead!

Ding Yiyi looked at her son with disapproval. "Xiaomiao, mom didn't expect that you were such a person who could not control her temper. No matter what she did wrong, she was your girlfriend. How could she be cruel to her?"

"Mom, it's my problem. I'll talk to him again." Ye Shuimo pulls people out, looking worried.

Ye Miao's face was cold and followed her to go out. Ding Yiyi still told her, "you can talk about everything. Xiaomiao, you can't be angry, and you can't be angry with ink."

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

"He said he loved motherhood and made this decision out of a lot of considerations."

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

Ye Shuimo did not speak, and she could not answer the question. She kept it from her whole life and let them never meet. It was cruel. 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 his pocket. At this time, he wanted something that could sober his mind. So he even wanted a cigarette that he didn't normally smoke. He found that there was no cigarette box, so he had to give up.

Ye Shuimo looked at his movement of touching his pocket, and his heart was clear, "I suddenly think of one thing, you and so on."

She ran away in a hurry. Ye Miao didn't want to chase her. She only felt that her head hurt.

Although he can understand his father's original intention and accept it rationally, emotionally, as long as he sees his mother's face, he can't help but want to say everything.

If the next day let him watch his mother spend the whole day in missing, he can't guarantee not to say all these things.

What kind of existence is the Freemasonry.

"Here it is." Ye Shuimo opened the door, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box, lit it up by the way, and politely went up, "come on, it's all on. Open your mouth."

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

"Don't you want to smoke?"

He took it, twisted out the cigarette, and clasped his fingers. "I thought just now, but now I don't want to. Let's go and have a meal."

At night, he helps his lover tuck in the corner. Ye Miao turns out the bedside lamp and goes out of the room alone.

He took the beer from the wine cabinet and drank it alone, but the taste in his heart did not diminish.

After drinking wine, I went back to my room. The quilt had been kicked to the ground. I bent down to pick it up and cover it again. I was about to go to the bathroom to wash off the smell of wine. The mobile phone on the desk was on.

It's a strange number. He took his cell phone to the balcony and said, "hello."

"Xiaomiao."

Hearing the familiar voice again, ye Miao is unable to say anything.

"Want to see me?"

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

Ye Miao's voice is cold, but his voice trembles. Finally, it is confirmed 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 the phone, ye Miao increases the volume, "wait a minute!"

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

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

"You should be more mature."

"If maturity is as callous as you, regardless of your wife and parents, then I am really immature."

Clearly want to say is not these words, clearly should be more rational communication, but still tit for tat.

"I see. It's room 1807 on the 13th floor of Phoenix Hotel at 16 p.m. this Saturday."

"Doodle, doodle."

The phone hung up and there was only an echo.

On Saturday, ye Shuimo had finished the exam and officially had the winter vacation. The school organized counselors and students to tell them what to pay attention to during the holiday. Before the counselors arrived, the class had already started a group.

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

"Ink wash doesn't know him. Just ask her if she doesn't know him. Ink painting, Zou long, is really gone."

Ye Shuimo exclaimed, "I don't know, maybe, I'm not familiar with him."

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

After listening to a pile of nagging, students who don't go home for the Spring Festival want to stop the spring festival activities. They all want to pull her. She responds one by one and greets everyone and prepares to go home.