C998 Wealthy Marriage 926
C998 Wealthy Marriage 926
In the Dihao Hotel Conference Room, the bustling crowd was a huge contrast to the depressed look on the road.
Today was the day that Lin Group submitted results. In order to increase the promotional effect, Lin Jie even invited a lot of reporters to take pictures.
Ding Yiyi sat on her seat nervously, her hands gripping her work tightly. This was the first time she had actually let someone else evaluate her design.
Ao Xue, who was still very confident on the stage, said, "This time, the theme of my ring is romance. I used a crystal of various colors to symbolize the colorful love, and a diamond in the center of the crystal symbolizes eternity. I asked the jewelry designer, Ms. Xia, to look at this work, and she was very satisfied."
Ao Xue wanted to increase the number of chips she had to win, so she pulled Xia Yihan out. As expected, when the Dutch people heard that the famous jewelry designer had also seen it, they all whispered to each other. They all wanted to find Xia Yihan to design the ring, but the other party's reputation was too great, they couldn't even see her.
Ao Xue confidently walked down the stairs and walked towards the seat Lin Group had arranged. Ding Yiyi anxiously stood up and walked past her, but tripped over a leg that suddenly appeared horizontally, and fell onto the ground in front of everyone's gazes.
She got up miserably and turned around angrily. Ao Xue was laughing happily and Yan Mingyao, who was at the side, saw that she was smiling so happily and his mood also rose up quickly. He clearly knew that what she did was wrong, but as long as she was happy, right or wrong didn't matter anymore.
Ding Yiyi hurried onto the stage amidst the noisy discussion and soft mockery. Her knees were still bleeding from the knock.
She composed herself and opened the design in her hand along with the finished product. The crowd was filled with questions.
Inside the jewelry box, there were two hands made of ancient bronze. Both hands were tightly clasped together, and around the wrists were extremely thin water diamonds that formed a circle.
Ding Yiyi took out a ring and placed it on her finger. "Look, after I put it on, what others see is a bronze hand on the back of my hand, while the expensive crystal I socketed is hidden behind it."
Whispering could be heard below the stage. Many people could not understand why the bronze color on the front was so low. Why not reveal the water drill?
Filo looked at him meaningfully and said, "Continue." Ding Yiyi looked around and her gaze landed on Ao Xue. She quickly moved away and said loudly, "There are two reasons for this plan. First of all, I want to say …
Romance was important, but as time went by, the colorful feelings of love would eventually fade like dull bronze. Had Ran'er changed the person who had moved her heart before? No, they haven't. They just changed their direction and hid behind the back of their hands. "
Ding Yiyi waved her hand and stopped talking, looking at the people below the stage. Silence reigned below the stage. Some were looking at her fingers in a daze, while others were clenching their hands tightly.
She continued, "Ruan'er, even if the bright side of love is hidden, lovers will eventually go further together until they enter the marriage hall. That's why I designed two handclasps." She took off the ring and put it back into the box before returning to her seat.
Not long later, Filo stood up and walked up to the stage. He raised a ring box between the two boxes and said, "We've decided to choose Miss Au Xue's design!"
Ding Yiyi felt her mind go blank for a moment. Applause continued to ring around her, making her feel like she was the only one out of the ordinary.
Feeling that she had no need to stay here any longer, she stood up and walked over to Ao Xue, saying sincerely, "May your blessings be with me."
Ao Xue raised her head and stuck out her chest, wanting to walk past her. Ding Yiyi laughed as she stretched out her leg. Ao Xue almost tripped over her, and she hurriedly supported herself on the back of the chair, her posture awkward.
"You!" Ao Xue turned around and glared at her. Ding Yiyi smiled and said, "I congratulate you on your success, but when you tripped me just now, I want my revenge."
Seeing that she was angered to the point that her face turned pale, Ding Yiyi turned around and walked towards the door. Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd.
"Wait a minute!" People kept calling out in English. Ding Yiyi turned her head in surprise to see ten Dutch women walking up the stage. They picked up the rings they had designed and whispered something to their fiancé.
Filo frowned on the stage. His fiancee was obviously very excited. She kept talking while holding Ding Yiyi's ring, while the other women continued to chime in on the side.
In their eyes, the ring designed by Ding Yiyi was no longer just a thing, but an interpretation and a blessing in disguise. It spoke of what they were thinking and they had no idea why their fiancé would not choose this piece of work.
Filo looked at his companions below the stage. The others shrugged. Since his wife was suddenly so insistent, he could only agree.
"Sorry, we changed it a bit. We decided to choose Designer Ding's work." Filo shot an apologetic glance at Ao Xue.
Ding Yiyi stood foolishly at the door, watching as others searched for her. Only when a reporter nudged her in a friendly manner did she finally wake up from her dream and accept the fact that she had succeeded.
The rain continued to fall outside the window, but the mood of the people watching the rain was completely different. Ye Nianmo stood in front of the French window, which was his father's favorite spot. His father was also standing there, looking at his mother.
"Young Master, Miss Ding succeeded!" Ye Bo was excited too. He had already treated Ding Yiyi as half a friend.
Ye Nianmo's smile was reflected in the droplets of water on the glass. Ye Bo, who was standing at the side, asked, "Young Master, should we celebrate for Miss Ding?"
Ye Nianmo was silent for a while and then said, "You go and arrange it."
Ding Family
Ding Yiyi was sitting on the bed in her pajamas. The company had given her two days off as a reward, but now she was hesitating over an invitation.
She put the alarm clock in front of her and time passed by bit by bit. Ten minutes passed and half an hour had passed. There was only an hour left before Ye Nianmo would ask her out for a meal.
It would only take 40 minutes to get to the restaurant from home and get dressed from now on.
She had countless possibilities in her mind, but she was still firmly sitting on the bed. The phone beside her suddenly rang and she quickly picked it up.
"Congratulations, your work has been successful. It's already on the news." Ye Chuyun's voice sounded a little weak.
"Thank you!" She said happily. Ye Chuyun said gently, "I wonder if we will have the honor of inviting you to dinner."
Ye Chuyun held his phone tightly. Although he told himself that he couldn't be that close to Ding Yiyi, he couldn't help but want to create a chance of meeting her. After all, going back this time might be the difference between life and death.
Ding Yiyi looked at her alarm clock. Another eight minutes passed. Ye Chuyun's voice broke her train of thought. He said, "It was still too difficult, wasn't it?"
"No, I can." Ding Yiyi knocked over the alarm clock with a palm and promised repeatedly. At this moment, a ping-pong sound came from the phone. She hurriedly asked: "Chuyun?"
"I'm fine. Then it's settled. Can I send you the location later?" Ye Chuyun's voice was intermittent, and he hung up the phone after saying that.
Ding Yiyi hung up the phone in disappointment. She had a bad premonition. Looking out the window at the heavy rain and the gray sky, she couldn't sit still any longer and hastily went to change her clothes.
Ye Bo watched the road move slowly with great difficulty as he muttered, "When will the damn rain stop!"
On the radio, the program host said slowly, "Early in the morning, a typhoon will land. At that time, the wind force of the Dongjiang City will reach level 15. I hope that the citizens are prepared not to go out."
Ye Bo was about to turn up the radio when he saw a figure holding an umbrella running out of the alleyway.
He hurriedly drove after Ding Yiyi. He originally wanted to pick her up, but now that he thought Ding Yiyi was going to meet her, he reminded her through the loudspeaker.
The rain was too heavy, so he could only drive slowly and watch Ding Yiyi get into a taxi.
Never mind, although I didn't receive Miss Ding, I'll just follow her directly to the restaurant, Ye Bo thought.
He drove behind the taxi, and only after driving for a while did he notice that something was wrong. The restaurant was in the southwest of Dongjiang City, but the taxi was heading northwest.
He didn't have Ding Yiyi's number, so he could only take out his phone to call the young master. When he looked down, he saw a car driving in the opposite direction. By the time he noticed it, the two cars couldn't dodge.
Ding Yiyi rushed all the way to the hotel. She went to Ye Chuyun's room and pressed the doorbell crazily. No one answered, so her heart became heavier and heavier.
"Ye Chuyun!" She hastily slammed the door, anxiously shouting as she did so. The door suddenly opened, and she suddenly couldn't react in time as she stupidly raised her hand.
"What's wrong?" Ye Chuyun was wearing a woolen sweater, and his face was unhealthy and pale.
Ding Yiyi looked at his smile and felt extremely embarrassed. Why did she feel that he was in danger? It was rude of him to run over in such an awkward manner.
"Come in." Ye Chuyun opened the door and welcomed her in with a smile. He was the first to walk to the sofa and covered the bottle with the pillow.
"It's already 8: 50 a.m. I heard there's a typhoon today. Do you want to stay here for the night?" Ye Chuyun's originally pale face blushed a little, he was looking forward to hearing the answer that he wanted to hear.
"No, my father is still at home. I'm worried about her." Ding Yiyi refused, but her heart skipped a beat. It was already 8: 50, and an hour had already passed since Ye Nianmo's promised time.
In the dining room, the soft lights illuminated the flowers that filled the room. The restaurant, which should have been filled with people, was now filled with only one man. It was eerily quiet, in stark contrast to the pitter-patter of the rain outside the window.
The waiter walked in front of Ye Nianmo again and asked, "Would you like to order the dishes later?"
The violinist awkwardly stood on the side. He was a little famous violinist in the circle, many people would invite him to play on the spot in exchange for a smile. Today was the most awkward time for the thousand yuan per hour, he could only stand by and do nothing.