C1225 Wealthy Marriage 1153
C1225 Wealthy Marriage 1153
"What's wrong?" Ao Xue had been staying at the hospital the entire time. When she heard the commotion, she also came out. She glanced at the empty ward and asked, "Yi Yi, is she gone?"
Ye Nianmo turned around and left, but then he heard Ao Xue chuckling behind him. "His relationship with Ye Chuyun is even better than Jin Jian's. I think he went after that man."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was seized by the jaw by the angry man. "Now, don't mess with me."
Leaving Ao Xue, Ye Nianmo ran towards the rooftop of the hospital, watching his back as he disappeared down the stairs. Ao Xue rubbed her aching jaw while walking in the opposite direction with a cold smile, and a thought sprouted in her mind. If Ding Yiyi died unexpectedly at this time, everyone would think that she went after Ye Chuyun.
The roof of the hospital was a steeple shaped building. Ye Nianmo searched around but didn't find the person he was thinking about. The wind messed up his hair and his shirt. The dark night was like a desperate beast in his heart.
He searched for an hour, nearly overturning the entire hospital. The hospital security guard shook his head, "They've already searched all of them. She might have already left the hospital."
Ye Nianmo frowned as a possibility suddenly flashed across his mind, "Where is the place where you stored the corpse?"
There was only one room in the cold corridor, and it was locked. There seemed to be some coldness coming from the crack of the door, and a petite body curled up beside the door, sleeping soundly.
Ye Nianmo walked to her side lightly and leaned over to look at her. The anger and desperation in his search for her melted into soft water and he carried her by the waist in exchange for a pose she liked. It was only until the person lying in his arms slightly calmed down did he walk out of the room with big strides.
Spring was coming. This was the first time Ding Yiyi felt this way after she got off the plane. The sun was warming her body, but she couldn't warm her heart no matter what.
Outside the airport security line, the Ye Family staff were standing in a row. Because they were afraid that Fu Fengyi and Hai Qingqing would be overly upset, Xia Yihan was accompanying the two of them. Ye Zimo and Mo Xiaojun came to the airport to pick Ye Chuyun up.
Mo Xiaojun turned his head when the coffin was carried out of the cabin. Ye Zimo patted his shoulder to comfort him silently. Everyone's expression was solemn.
Ye Family specially created an ice cave in the shortest amount of time to wait for Ye Chuyun. The moment they arrived at Ye Family, Ye Family cried out, and Fu Fengyi desperately held a handkerchief to her mouth, two servants supporting her by her wrist.
Hai Qingqing's eyes were blank. Xia Yihan also consoled her by the side. After saying a few words, she too began to sob.
Ye Zimo called Ye Nianmo to the side, "Everything has been prepared. We will arrange it properly tomorrow."
"So fast?" Ye Nianmo looked at him in surprise.
Ye Zimo pursed her lips and swept a gaze at the Ye Family filled with an aura of grief. The people who died were already dead, and the people who survived could only truly look towards the future after parting from the past.
Ye Nianmo understood. He looked around and found that Ding Yiyi had disappeared.
The door to her room was not closed tight. Ye Nianmo stood to one side. He did not intentionally avoid the door, but Ding Yiyi did not notice him. She just sat on the bed with her hands covering her ears.
What didn't she want to hear? The God of Pain who came from downstairs still didn't want to hear any news that could make him sad.
Ye Nianmo became more and more worried. Ding Yiyi had been overly calm ever since she found out about Ye Chuyun's death. This was a very dangerous signal.
It was useless for him to stand there. He cast a final glance at Ding Yiyi before he turned around and left with big strides.
The weather on the day Ye Chuyun was buried was very bad. The dense dark clouds were so low that it seemed as if one could easily touch them with a stretch of their hand. Thunder and lightning were flashing through the clouds, occasionally lighting up half the sky.
The rain was light, but it continued for the whole morning without stopping. The rain quickly disappeared into the material and the material became heavy. It had the sticky feeling unique to the rainy season.
Ye Family was standing in the hall. His black uniform was as depressing as the clouds outside.
The group led by Fu Fengyi slowly walked out. The coffin had already been loaded onto the carriage. Ding Yiyi stood with her head down, following the crowd, when she heard Fu Fengyi's voice. "Wait a moment."
She signaled her servant to let go, and the crowd opened up a path for her. Ding Yiyi, who stood alone behind the crowd, became the center of attention.
"Ding Yiyi," she said sternly. Xia Yihan couldn't stand it any longer and wanted to step forward to liven up the atmosphere. Being held back by Ye Zimo, he shook his head.
Standing in front of Ding Yiyi, lightning flashed outside the window and thunder rumbled. The atmosphere inside the room was heavy as she slowly said, "I forbid you to attend my grandson's funeral."
"Grandma/Mom/Old Madam." Ye Chuqing and Xia Yihan, who had just returned from overseas to attend Ye Chuyun's funeral, spoke up at the same time.
Ding Yiyi first looked at her blankly, then a wave of despair rose up in her eyes. "No, Grandma, let me go. I beg you to let me go!"
"What qualifications do you have to send him off?" When he had a heart attack, because you missed the best time to get it back home, he had brain cancer, and once he was with you, he would get a lot of flare-ups, how could you still have the face to send him! Aren't you afraid that the Ye Family Ancestor won't let you off!? "
Outside the window, a bolt of purple lightning streaked across a mountain not far away, illuminating half of the clouds. Ding Yiyi shuddered and lowered her head in silence.
"Grandma, just let Sister Yiyi go with you, alright? Brother Chuyun likes him so much, so he must also want Sister Yiyi to send him off."
Xia Yihan answered, "Yes, let her go. Let her stay far away from you, okay?"
"Let her go." Hai Qingqing silently turned her head away.
Ye Bo looked at his master with a trace of doubt in his eyes. Why didn't his master speak up for Ding Yiyi?
Fu Fengyi coldly swept her eyes across the entire audience, "Whoever dares to plead on her behalf again today, get the hell out of the Ye Family."
"Sister Yiyi!"
Ye Chuqing let out a scream as she tried to support Ding Yiyi, who was kneeling on the ground. However, she refused to get up.
"Grandma, I beg of you, I will leave after Chuyun's funeral." Her voice was not loud, but it was very clear in the dead silence of the arena.
Xia Yihan couldn't bear to look away, and Ye Chuqing was being pulled by Hai Zhuoxuan. Ye Bo looked at the young master again, his face full of anger and pain, his body as stiff as a statue. But why was he still not saying a word? Even though Ye Chuyun died, Ding Yiyi should have felt as sad as any other person present. Why did she have to torture him like that?
Fu Fengyi pursed her lips and looked away, looking like she had nothing to discuss.
Ding Yiyi moved. Her knees crawled on the marble floor, and she slowly crawled towards Fu Fengyi. Her voice was frighteningly hoarse. "Grandma, just let me send her off."
There were no tears on her face, but her eyes were empty, as if there wasn't a soul inside. Ye Nianmo was almost broken by this helpless look, and could only bite down hard on his teeth to stop his impulse.
Everyone wanted to plead for this grieving woman in front of them. She just wanted a piece of land that she could stand on. What was wrong with that?
"I already said that you're not worthy to send Chuyun off."
Ding Yiyi lowered her body slightly and pressed her body against the ground. Her voice was slow. "Please."
"Enough!" With Ye Nianmo's shout, Ye Bo's eyes lit up. With young master making a move, the probability of convincing the madame would be higher.
"Yiyi, don't go. Wait for more news." He took the lead and walked out the door. The security guard quickly gave him an umbrella. He pushed the umbrella aside and walked through the rain to the front of the car.
Ding Yiyi's expression finally changed. It was a look of disbelief and despair, as if someone had ruthlessly stepped on her when she was deeply stuck in the mud.
"Why?" She knelt on the cold floor and whispered, "Why so cruel?"
No one answered her, the hall was already empty. Everyone went to mourn for Ye Chuyun, leaving her alone.
She sat there in a daze, her mind empty until the sound of hurried footsteps came. "Yiyi, don't be afraid. I'll protect you from now on. No one will bully you."
Qiu Bai wanted to cry and help Ding Yiyi who was kneeling on the ground up, but she discovered that the other party's body was completely limp.
"My heart hurts, Qiu Bai." Ding Yiyi stared at the reflection of the marble surface with a blank expression. A lock of long hair had fallen onto her chest, forming a part of the reflection.
Qiu Bai could not hold her back, and was both distressed and anxious. She threw the bag in her hand far away without a care and shouted loudly, "What's the use of this? Do you think that Ye Chuyun will rush over to protect you like he did in the past, and tell you not to be scared! "
Ding Yiyi blankly raised her head to look at her before lowering her head. It was unknown what she was thinking about.
Qiu Bai softened her tone, "You've already thought about whether Chuyun wants to see you or not, whether you want to sit here and not see her for the last time, or whether you have to give your all to make him go away. I'm leaving first."
She had just turned around when someone tugged at the hem of her dress. "I want to see him."
The cars in Ye Family were all driven away, the garage was empty, and Ding Yiyi ran outside. "We only need to run three blocks to get a taxi."
The first cold rain of spring came, and she was alone in the rain. She ran, the rain thickening her sweater, her nose breathing low and panting as if it could not bear her strenuous exercise.
She didn't know how long she had been running, but in the hazy rain, she was pleasantly surprised by the crisp sound of a car whistle.
Just as she opened the door, a young man and woman entered the car first.
"Miss, my girlfriend is too weak, can you give us the taxi?" The man looked at her with a smile. He knew that this dumb woman wouldn't resist.
Qiu Bai caught up with Ding Yiyi just in time, worried that she would suffer a loss. Just as she was about to step forward to help, she heard Ding Yiyi's low voice calling out, "Get out of the car."
"Miss," the man was about to say, when a loud noise came from the open window beside him.
With a cold expression, Ding Yiyi's wet hair fell to the side of her face. With her empty eyes, the woman tugged on the man's wrist and said in a low voice, "Forget it, let's go."
The man was also extremely cautious. He hurriedly washed the car and took the woman away.
"Ding Yiyi, are you stupid? Do you think you're an Iron Man?" Quick, let me see if you have sustained any injuries! " Qiu Bai pulled her hand and said in heartache.