C1026 Wealthy Marriage 954
C1026 Wealthy Marriage 954
Ding Yiyi hastily swallowed the food in her mouth and stood up with a silly smile. She didn't know who had stuffed a glass of wine for her and didn't know if she should drink it or not.
"Drink it, if you don't drink it, you won't give this old man any face." Director Wu's cheeks flushed red as he urged.
Ding Yiyi brought the wine cup closer to her face. The smell of the wine assaulted her nostrils, making her frown. An Ran said faintly, "Director Wu, are you sure you want to let Ding Yiyi drink?"
He emphasized the word Ding Yiyi. Director Wu was originally dizzy from his words, but he woke up drunk from the excitement. How could he forget that Ding Yiyi had a huge backer!
"Drink, drink, drink!" Someone from around them started to jeer. Director Wu changed his appearance, grabbed her glass and said righteously, "Don't drink anymore. Drinking is not good for your health!"
The door was locked, and when Director Wu saw the person who came in, he happily went up to welcome him, "Isn't this Secretary Ye?" Where's Young Master Ye? " He called Ye Bo and looked outside the door.
Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. Ye Bo had always been by his side. Did Ye Bo's appearance mean that he was also here?
"Young Master Ye didn't come today." Ye Bo glanced at Ding Yiyi faintly and continued, "I came to pass Young Master Ye's greetings to everyone. Today, it's all because of Young Master Ye."
The bustling sounds of the banquet became even louder. An Ran looked at Ding Yiyi thoughtfully. She smiled indifferently and took the glass of wine from Director Wu's hand and drank it up in one gulp.
The night was long. After three rounds of drinking, there were only a few people left at the table. An Ran and Xu Weiren had long since slipped away, and Director Wu was being chased home by his wife.
"Yi Yi, do you have any family or friends? I told her to pick you up. "
"Friend? I have a best friend, and my best friend's name is Soong Mengjie! " Ding Yiyi giggled as she took out her cell phone and dialed a number. When her colleagues saw that her hand was trembling non-stop, they immediately took the phone over.
After a few words from his colleague, he hung up and said, "Calm down. Your best friend will come pick you up later."
Ding Yiyi leaned her head against the table and muttered, "No, she won't. I hurt her heart."
Half an hour later, a tall and hot beauty walked into the room, causing everyone present to be stunned.
"You must be Ding Yiyi's best friend, right?" The colleague who had made the call hurriedly stood up.
Soong Mengjie was surprised for a moment before she said self-deprecatingly, "Maybe." They helped put the drunk Ding Yiyi in the car.
When the hubbub gradually faded away, only the sound of one breathing lightly and one heavy remained in the enclosed car. Soong Mengjie looked at the sleeping figure with a frown and sighed. She then put on the jacket on the back seat and started driving.
Hai Family
Hai Zhuoxuan opened the door and saw Soong Mengjie driving Ding Yiyi, who struggled to stand by the door as she hurriedly took over. After settling Ding Yiyi in the living room, Soong Mengjie suddenly smiled at him. "Did you not think that I would know where your home is?"
Hai Zhuoxuan smiled and changed the topic, "What do you want to drink?"
Soong Mengjie shook her head. "I know the star you like, I know where your home lives, I know your driving habits, the only thing I don't know is who you love!"
Her voice became weaker and weaker. Hai Zhuoxuan took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose, "Mengjie, I'm not worth it."
"Whether it's worth it or not is up to me." Soong Mengjie's mood changed drastically as she dashed into his embrace.
Hai Zhuoxuan took two steps back to avoid it. She stood on the spot embarrassedly and suddenly laughed at herself: "You aren't even willing to give me comfort?"
"Mengjie, you'll find a better one." Hai Zhuoxuan looked at her. He understood the pain in her heart. He had experienced that kind of despair all the time, but he had buried all of it in the deepest corner of his heart and allowed it to rot.
Soong Mengjie looked at her with tears in her eyes. Hai Zhuoxuan didn't know what to say, so he could only point at her eyes and say, "The mascara was taken off."
"Sorry, I need to go to the bathroom." She hurried past him on her high heels, bringing a breeze with her.
Ten minutes later, she walked out unhurriedly. Her face was already painted with exquisite makeup, and only her red eyes could not hide her exhaustion.
She walked to the sofa and looked deeply at Ding Yiyi. Then she turned around with a smile and pretended to be strong. "I brought you the woman you love the most. She drank and took good care of her. I'm leaving."
She quickly walked towards the door without waiting for Hai Zhuoxuan's reply. Opening the door, a cold wind blew in and she shivered as if she suddenly remembered something, "Oh yeah, I'm going to Tibet to teach. I'll be there for a year, so I don't need to tell Yiyi."
She stopped and looked at Hai Zhuoxuan with expectation in her eyes. If he persuaded her to stay, she would stay even if he was worried.
"Have a safe trip." Hai Zhuoxuan's expression did not change.
"Thank you!" Soong Mengjie pulled out a smile that was even uglier than crying and hurriedly left, even forgetting to close the door behind her.
Hai Zhuoxuan stood in front of the window and watched the lights flash away. He let out a heavy sigh. Ye Chuqing had left and Soong Mengjie no longer had any value in using her. It was time to let her go.
At night, the wind was rustling the fallen leaves and the rustling sounds outside the window. Ding Yiyi felt an unbearable pain in her back and quickly took out her phone from her back pocket. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly got up.
A strange house with strange decorations. Where was she? She hastily lifted the quilt and saw that the clothes were neatly on her body. Only then did she feel slightly relieved.
The alarm clock on the table said it was one in the morning. She got out of bed and opened the door.
"Zhuoxuan!" She looked at him in confusion, not knowing why she was in his house.
"He woke up." Hai Zhuoxuan was wearing a casual linen suit as he sat on the windowsill leisurely. Beside him were a few empty red wine bottles.
"How did I get here?" Ding Yiyi rubbed her hurting temples and walked to his side. Hai Zhuoxuan looked out the window at the moon and said lightly, "Mengjie sent you here. She's planning to go to Tibet to teach, but she said she doesn't want you to know."
"Is that so?" Ding Yiyi lowered her head in sadness, a slender finger raised her chin. Hai Zhuoxuan gradually approached and the faint smell of alcohol gradually filled the air between the two of them.
He was only a few centimeters away from her. Hai Zhuoxuan's thin lips parted slightly, "Ding Yiyi, you and I owe them a lot."
She was stunned for a moment and then let out a sad smile. She sat on the windowsill and pressed down the phone address book at the back of her pants pocket, but she did not notice it.
Ding Yiyi took a bottle of wine and gulped down a few mouthfuls. "Well said. Looks like we really should have a toast."
Hai Zhuoxuan smiled and clinked his glass with hers. The two of them finished it in one gulp. "Hey, why don't we just stay together. No one's going to get hurt."
Ding Yiyi smiled as tears streamed down her cheeks. She took a big gulp of her wine and said, "Alright, let's get together!"
The phone screen was still lit, but the person on the other end of the line was quietly listening. His finger was placed on the page, but he hadn't flipped it in a long time.
Ye Nianmo put down the book and got up. He went to the wine cabinet and gave a bottle of wine to the servant beside him. The servant poured the wine into a glass and carefully added ice cubes before taking out the lemon from the freezer.
He opened his mouth gracefully, letting the lemon's sour taste into his mouth before adding a sip of wine. Anyone who looked at him would think that he was an elegant noble young master, but at this moment, his heart was twitching in pain.
One glass after another, a bottle of wine soon ran out. The servant beside him switched to Ao Xue, who looked at him expressionlessly.
She came in here half an hour ago and stood there, but he just ignored her. " "Falling." Ye Nianmo ordered with his half opened drunken eyes.
Ao Xue walked up to him, took his glass, and approached him. He didn't move, just let her move.
"Nianmo, I really like you." she whispered, looking at his handsome face.
"How much do you like it?" He couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"I'm willing to die for you, I will obey anything you say." Ao Xue said softly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Nianmo, who was originally sitting on the chair, jumped up and changed the position with her. He stretched out his hands and confined her to the chair.
Ye Nianmo went close to her ear, his thin lips slightly parted, "What if I say that I want you to die for Ding Yiyi?"
"You!" Ao Xue's expression changed drastically. Ye Nianmo let go of her and stood up with a fierce look on his face.
Ao Xue whispered, "I'm sorry, I love you," as she struggled to close her eyes and lay on the bed.
She put the white pill she had been hiding in her palm into her glass and watched it bubble and vanish.
She stared blankly at the orange-yellow liquid as a smile appeared on her face. She walked to the bedside and looked down at the man for the first time.
She had been entangled with Ye Nianmo for too long. It was so long that she forgot her original intention of loving him, and so long that she no longer had the patience to pretend that she liked him anymore.
She let go of her hand and focused on the man she loved. Once upon a time she had expected to wake up in his arms every day, but why had the two of them come to this point?
Time passed slowly, and she sat on the bed. She just sat there, no desire in her mind at all.
"Nianmo?" Xia Yihan's voice came from outside the door. Ao Xue was shocked. She wrapped the two of them in a blanket and said, "Aunt Xia, Nianmo went to bed."
"You?" Xia Yihan looked hesitantly at Ye Zimo beside her. Both of them looked inquisitive.
Ye Zimo sighed, put her arm around her waist and whispered, "They are adults, let them be."
The footsteps outside the door gradually drifted away. Ao Xue got off the bed to tidy herself up. She knew that if she missed this opportunity, she would definitely regret it tomorrow. However, her thoughts were caught off guard and she wanted to preserve this last bit of dignity.