C1046 Marry of the Wealthy Class 974
C1046 Marry of the Wealthy Class 974
He turned around and looked at Ao Xue as he said in a deep voice, "In the past, I spoiled her too much, so I unconsciously condoned her actions. However, our Ding Family will definitely not do something like deceiving our teacher and destroying our ancestors or stealing away our biological sisters. If she does it now, it's not good for me to teach her!"
"Pah!" Heavy slapping sounds could be heard once again. Ding Yiyi rushed over while crying and desperately tried to pull her father's hand away. She choked with sobs. "Dad, don't be like this …"
Xu Haorann quickly stepped forward, "Brother Ding, let them settle the child's matter themselves. You are still sick, don't be angry."
Ding Dacheng turned around, holding onto the edge of the table with one hand and slowly swaying with the other, "Sorry, I'm sorry for troubling you with this trip, I feel a little uncomfortable, please go back first."
Xu Haorann looked at Ding Yiyi. Seeing that she didn't want to look at him, he could only turn around and leave with a sigh. Ao Xue followed closely behind.
"Ao Xue." The sound of the rain outside the window gradually died down, and Ding Yiyi's voice was clear and cold.
Ding Yiyi straightened her body, her eyes fixed on Ao Xue as she turned around, "This is the second time you've hurt my father. From today onwards, I will not let you off."
Ao Xue was stunned for a moment, then sneered. Just as she wanted to speak up, her arm was firmly grabbed by Xu Haorann. Xu Haorann looked at her seriously and then looked at Ding Yiyi apologetically. She had already turned her head away and stopped talking.
The rain outside the window made the temperature inside the room even lower. The attendant who had been sitting at the side, not daring to open his mouth, looked uneasily at Ding Yiyi who had been standing by the window all this time.
Ding Dacheng opened the drawer with a sullen expression. He wanted to find a cigarette, but he only found the lighter. He slammed the drawer shut and the loud noise made Ding Yiyi, who was standing by the window, turn around in fright.
When she turned around, Ding Dacheng could clearly see the red and swollen side of her face. He couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart as he swung his fist towards his own chest.
"Dad!" Ding Yiyi was frightened to the point that her face turned pale. She rushed over and grabbed onto his arm. Tears that she had been trying so hard not to cry also flowed down. The redness and swelling on her face only made her look even more terrifying.
Ding Dacheng cried as well. With trembling hands, he touched her red and swollen cheeks, "Dad's not good, the one who should be hit is dad. It's Dad's fault that he didn't educate you well."
Ding Yiyi shook her head with all her might and sobbed loudly in his arms, venting out her grievances to her heart's content.
During the night, Ding Yiyi lay motionlessly on the bed. The redness and swelling on her cheeks had gradually faded. She pressed her injured face heavily against the pillow. The slight pain made her more clear-headed.
Not far away, Dad's bed moved, followed by the soft sound of a cupboard being opened. Ding Dacheng turned on the light on his phone and looked at the photo in his hand. After a long while, he sighed.
"Mother, it's my fault that I didn't teach her well and let her steal her sister's boyfriend, but I know that Yi Yi really likes that brat. I really can't stop them if I want me to."
The shadow of the tree swayed outside the window, blending in with the soft chatter in the room. Ding Yiyi lay on her side, tears flowing silently from her eyes and running down her nose like a mouth. It was as bitter as her mood.
The night seemed short, barely enough time to close her eyes. Ding Yiyi leaned against the window as she looked out at the world of ice and snow.
Her breath fogged the frosted glass, and the nurse came in. "It's time for your recovery, Mr. Dink."
Ding Dacheng nodded silently. After what happened yesterday, he didn't know how to face his daughter.
"Dad." Ding Yiyi used her red and cold hands to wipe the frost off the window. She turned around with a smile and said, "I'll bring some warm clothes for you when we get home later."
Ding Dacheng nodded, then suddenly thought of something and said: "Remember to give yourself a glove. Put it on the top left side of the wardrobe."
Ding Yiyi nodded. The two of them fell into silence again. Ding Dacheng was the first to turn around, pushing his wheelchair to avoid this awkward moment.
Ye Nianmo and the others were under the huge statue in Times Square which was even funded by Ye Group. Not far away from Times Square, the tower of the international shopping mall was emitting red light.
Not far away, a woman in a white coat waved at him. He frowned and strode towards Ding Yiyi, grabbing her hand and rubbing it between his palms.
"Why don't you wear gloves and earmuffs!" He put Ding Yiyi's hand, already warm from the sun, in his coat pocket and reached out to cover her ears, which were also red from the cold.
Ding Yiyi stood there, staring at his chest. She stared at his scarf, and the next second, it was wrapped around her neck.
The scarf was so long that her entire face was covered in a plaid scarf. She blinked.
"I'm not cold." Ye Nianmo took off his gloves and put them on her. Ding Yiyi put her hand behind her back, unwilling to cooperate.
"Don't mess around." He scolded her in a low voice as he took her hand and carefully pulled on her gloves. The gloves were too big and seemed a bit comical, but he seriously stuffed the sleeves of his clothes into the gaps of the gloves.
When he reached her other hand, Ding Yiyi quickly put her ungloved left hand into the pocket of his warm coat. She smiled slyly and said, "I'm very smart. We all have gloves now."
Ye Nianmo smiled, put on the gloves on his left hand, and put his right hand into his coat pocket to firmly grasp the delicate touch.
"Didn't you have something to say to me yesterday?" Ye Nianmo tilted his head and looked at her. His voice was still faint, but there was a smile on his face.
Ding Yiyi watched the snowflakes fall on his thick eyebrows and curly eyelashes. He blinked, and the snowflakes seemed unable to bear it as they slid down his coat and seeped into the fabric.
When she heard her own voice, it sounded kind of funny under the scarf, "Ye Nianmo, how much property do you have in your family?"
She didn't blink, trying to look serious. The man in front of her was only slightly surprised, but then she felt her warm, wrapped hand tighten.
"That's a tricky question, but I'll do my best." Ye Nianmo walked two steps with a smile.
"Where to?" Ding Yiyi hurried to keep up with his footsteps, causing Ye Nianmo to turn around in confusion. Didn't you want to see my family property? I can't finish walking. "
The car sped along and stopped in a villa area. Ding Yiyi followed behind Ye Nianmo and greeted the people in green work clothes.
After a while, Ding Yiyi finally could not hold it in anymore and asked, "Do you have a property here?"
Ye Nianmo laughed, "The things you saw were all from Ye Group."
Ding Yiyi was shocked. Just as she was about to speak, a man in a suit came running over.
"Young Master Ye," after greeting Ye Nianmo, the man looked towards Ding Yiyi. Young Master Ye had never brought a woman before and they seemed to have a close relationship. Thinking about that, he cautiously said, "Madame Ye."
Ding Yiyi wanted to explain, but a slight itch came from her palm. She turned her head and Ye Nianmo looked at her with a smile.
The two of them casually walked around the villa area. As it was already winter in the Dongjiang City, there weren't many people in the villa area. A man wearing a black suit followed behind the two of them.
After a circle, Ye Nianmo walked towards the garage. Ding Yiyi caught up to him and asked, "Where are we going next?"
Ye Nianmo turned to help her fasten her seat belt, and said in a deep voice while backing down, "Now we have to hurry up and eat dinner."
For the first time, Ding Yiyi found out that Ye Group was also involved in the catering industry. The products she often saw on television were actually designed and released by a subsidiary of Ye Group.
It was the first time she had heard that Ye Group's subsidiary company combined could almost match the number of ten fingers, and it was also the first time she had realized that tens of millions was as easy as a sneeze to Ye Group.
A familiar voice came from the shop and they returned to the square. Ding Yiyi pulled his hand and suddenly asked, "Can I go up and take a look?"
Ye Nianmo followed her gaze and looked over. He frowned, "You're not afraid of heights?"
She shook her head and squeezed his hand. "I'm not afraid of anything with you around."
On the elevator, Ding Yiyi, who was wearing a helmet, couldn't help but shiver. Her hands held onto Ye Nianmo so tightly that she didn't even realize it herself.
Ye Nianmo quickly pulled her back, but Ding Yiyi broke away from his grasp and ran towards the stage. At the top of the international shopping mall, there was a cylindrical shaped building. From here, one could vaguely see the highest level of Dongjiang City. Ding Yiyi knew that it was the Ye Group.
"Does the International Shopping Center count as one of the larger parts of your property?" Ding Yiyi turned her head and saw the snowflakes falling on her lip. She stuck out her tongue and put that snow-white tongue in her mouth, feeling the icy cold that melted on the tip of her tongue.
Ye Nianmo's eyes darkened. He resisted the urge to kiss her. He looked into the distance and said in a low voice, "Anyway, it will be yours from now on."
Ding Yiyi didn't hear what he was saying. All of her thoughts were at her feet, and she only felt that the floor beneath her feet wasn't shaking as much as it did when she kept staring at her feet.
All of a sudden, her chin was lifted, her leather gloves came into contact with her chin, bringing with it a touch. She raised her head slightly to look at the enlarged eyes before her, and gave up struggling.
Ye Nianmo had never known his endurance to be so weak. A single unconscious action from his opponent could already make him want to kiss her fiercely.
Snowflakes fell on Ding Yiyi's nose. She shook it. Ye Nianmo pulled it away with a smile, but pressed his forehead against hers. He asked again in a soft and hoarse voice, "I want to hear what you have to say to me today."
Ding Yiyi lowered her eyes. She had already repeated those three words countless times, but she couldn't say them now.
"I love you." Her soft voice followed the air and fell into her unguarded ear. She wanted to pull away, but Ye Nianmo held her even tighter.
"Ding Yiyi, I love you." Ye Nianmo gently embraced her as if she was a treasure. Time passed by bit by bit, but the warm body in his arms was gradually pulled away.
Ding Yiyi took a few steps back, creating a gap between them. The wind carried snow as it flowed through the gap between them. She said lightly, "Ye Nianmo, I want you to never meet Ao Xue again, never to see her again."