C1311 Wealthy Marriage 1239
C1311 Wealthy Marriage 1239
She smiled sweetly, and then her smile gradually became bitter. The more she loved, the more she was tied back. Right now, her dream was right in front of her. What should she do?
In the afternoon, she still could not make up her mind. The housekeeper called her to come back to the house for dinner. She picked up her bag and absentmindedly went out.
After arriving at the Ye Family, Fu Fengyi brought up the matter again. She wanted Ye Nianmo and her to have a child as soon as possible, and only left when she started chanting Buddhist scriptures.
At this moment, Hai Zhuoxuan walked in with Ye Chuqing. Both of them saw that Ding Yiyi had something on her mind. Ye Chuqing glanced at Hai Zhuoxuan, walked up to him, and said, "Sister-in-law will accompany me for a walk in the garden. Zhuoxuan just happens to have something on his mind."
In the garden, Ye Chuqing asked, "Sister-in-law, did something happen between you and my brother? I think you're in a really bad mood. "
Ding Yiyi shook her head. "It's nothing. It's my own problem."
Ye Chuqing suddenly stopped walking. She had a strange expression on her face.
"What's wrong?" Ding Yiyi hurried over to her and examined her from top to bottom, looking extremely anxious.
Ye Chuqing laughed out loud, "It's nothing. It's just that children occasionally make naughty moves. Zhuoxuan said that if it was a boy, he would definitely be very naughty from then on."
"Everyone is looking forward to the birth of the baby." Ding Yiyi bent down to look at her belly, feeling even more hesitant. After thinking for a while, she finally said, "Chu Qing, if I told you that I want to study abroad, what would you say?"
Ye Chuqing was a little surprised, "Why?" She thought for a moment before replying seriously, "My original dream was to be a cake maker, but ever since I received Zhuoxuan's love, I know that in front of him, all my dreams are weak. I'm willing to stay at home and teach my son a lesson for him.
"Is it worth giving up your dream?" Ding Yiyi couldn't help but ask.
Ye Chuqing touched her belly and laughed. "The reason it's called dreams is because I want what I call dreams or people. I know I want Zhuoxuan and he is my dream."
After the Ye Family came out, Ding Yiyi became even more confused. Soong Mengjie's opposition and Ye Chuqing's abandonment made her a little suspicious.
Sitting in the car, she took out a piece of white paper and drew on it with a pencil. She watched as a model of a ring appeared in her hand, but she couldn't find the heart to be happy.
The things she designed couldn't compare to Ao Xue, let alone Xia Yihan. She didn't have any talent at all, so even if she studied it would only waste her time and energy.
Feeling upset, she crumpled the paper into a pile and looked out the window. Suddenly, she noticed a woman who looked very similar to Soong Mengjie.
The woman walked into a rusty metal door with vegetables in her hands. Behind the door was a very old residential building.
Ding Yiyi glanced at it and then moved her eyes away. She knew that no matter how similar the woman and Soong Mengjie were, it couldn't be Soong Mengjie because the woman's protruding belly showed that she was pregnant.
At night, Ye Nianmo sat on the sofa watching the news broadcast. Ding Yiyi was beside him, stretching out her feet to attract his attention.
Facing Ye Nianmo's moving feet, Ye Nianmo calmly reached out a hand and put it on his thigh, then continued to watch him attentively.
Immediately after, another smooth leg stretched out. He then continued to scoop it up and put it on his thigh. His hand easily caught Ding Yiyi's calf, but his gaze never left the news broadcast.
As soon as Ding Yiyi stretched out her hand, her gaze swept over to the News Simulcast.
Her playfulness gradually rose as she exhaled and lightly moved her hand around Ye Nianmo's waist. But no matter how she moved, Ye Nianmo just sat straight like Mt. Tai.
Is he not ticklish? Ding Yiyi thought to herself. Just as she was about to increase her scratching power, the sound of the end of the news broadcast rang out on the television.
She thought, "Not good. Just as she wanted to run out of the sofa, her ankle was quickly grabbed. Ye Nianmo flipped over and pressed down on her body. He raised his eyebrows and smiled at her with a hint of pride.
One hour later, Ding Yiyi's exhausted body obediently lay in Ye Nianmo's embrace, not daring to move an inch. The only sound in the room was the occasional flipping of books by Ye Nianmo.
This feeling was too wonderful. Ding Yiyi was reluctant to let go of this feeling. Ye Chuqing's words appeared in her mind, causing her heart to waver. Maybe giving up her dream like Ye Chuqing was the real path she should choose?
Early the next morning, Ding Dacheng called to say that his friend had given him a wild rabbit and told Ye Nianmo and Ding Yiyi to go home for dinner.
Ye Nianmo naturally agreed without any hesitation when facing his father-in-law. He even called Ye Bo to get him to prepare two bottles of good wine.
After work, Ye Nianmo drove to Ding Dacheng's house, and the moment he entered the house, Ding Dacheng said, "I'm really sorry, my sister coincidentally met an old classmate on the road who can't cook dinner at night. Only an old man like me would show all of you my skills on the stove."
Ye Nianmo immediately stood up when he heard that. "Dad, take a seat with Yiyi. I'll do it."
Ding Dacheng looked hesitantly at the man in the apron who took out a chicken from the bag with a serious expression. After a quick and easy cleaning, Ding Dacheng could only turn his head in surprise. "Daughter, your husband is all-powerful."
Ding Yiyi lay paralyzed on the sofa after hearing his words. In less than an hour, food was placed on the table, and she was about to grab some food when she was clapped lightly.
Ye Nianmo said seriously, "Wash your hands before you eat."
she muttered. "But the rabbit is very fragrant and will cool off when you wash your hands later."
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Ye Nianmo picked up a piece of rabbit meat and stuffed it into her mouth.
Ding Yiyi chewed with satisfaction on her cheeks and ran to wash her hands with a blissful expression. Ye Nianmo couldn't help but laugh.
At the dinner table, Ding Dacheng poured a cup of yellow wine for Ye Nianmo, "This is a medicinal wine passed down from generations of our family, it is good for the body to drink!"
Ye Nianmo picked up the wine cup and drank it without any hesitation, making Ding Dacheng very happy. He immediately poured another full cup for her.
Not long after, Ding Yiyi noticed that something was wrong. Ye Nianmo was still sitting straight with a serious face, but his eyes were empty. There were several times when he failed to focus accurately and just picked up the cup mechanically to drink.
"Nianmo, are you drunk?" Ding Yiyi hurriedly said. She also did not expect that Ye Nianmo, who should have had a lot of social parties at the table, would get drunk so quickly.
Ye Nianmo heard the familiar voice and turned his head to look at her blankly. His expression was serious, "I'm not drunk." As if wanting to confirm himself, he nodded again, "I'm not drunk."
Ding Yiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She took out her cell phone and called Ye Bo. Hearing that Ye Nianmo drank quite a few cups of medicinal wine, Ye Bo was also very surprised, "Young Master doesn't like to drink alcohol. No one dares to mess with him during normal meals. Most of them are for me."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Nianmo picked up the wine cup and put it into his mouth mechanically. Ding Yiyi quickly took it away, "Don't drink anymore."
Ye Nianmo, who was drunk, was very obedient. The moment he heard Ding Yiyi's voice, he immediately let go and sat upright on his seat. His eyes were not as serious as they usually were; instead, there was a hint of confusion in them.
Ding Yiyi pulled him up and helped him into the room. Ding Dacheng also wanted to come over to help, but he was grabbed by Ye Nianmo the moment he reached out his hand.
"Father-in-law, there's no need to send me off."
Ding Dacheng was stunned, but he was also amused. He said in a clear voice, "Alright, alright, I'm not sending you off."
After sending the person back to the room, Ye Nianmo laid down on the bed. Other than his redder face than usual, he couldn't feel anything else.
Ding Yiyi covered him with the blanket and went out cautiously. When she saw Ding Dacheng tidying up the table, she quickly went up to him and gave him a hand.
"Dad," she said, putting the bowl in the sink and pouring some detergent.
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Ding Dacheng asked as he put the leftover food into the plastic bag. He didn't hear her reply for a long time. He turned around and looked at Ding Yiyi, "What's wrong? Why are you hesitating?"
Ding Yiyi turned off the tap. "I want to go abroad to study."
"What did you say?" Ding Dacheng stopped what he was doing, "Where are you going to read?"
"Columbia University."
"Nonsense!" Ding Dacheng threw the bag onto the table, "If you weren't married, dad would definitely support you in your studies, but children, you are now my wife, my daughter-in-law, my grandson's daughter-in-law, what do you want to do when you go to school before the wedding?"
Ding Yiyi lowered her head and said, "It's because I have a family that I put down the urge to study."
Ding Dacheng advised sincerely: "Do you think having a family is the end? A family is the beginning of your life. " He resumed the movements in his hands and replied without turning his head, "Just think about it. Dad advised you that you're almost thirty years old. It's not worth it to study."
When she turned on the tap again, Ding Yiyi dipped her hands in the water. The cold water washed over her hands, and the rich foam pressed against her fingertips, as if she were in an uncomprehending, fragile dream.
After washing the dishes, Ding Dacheng sat in the living room. Seeing that she was about to enter the room, he added, "Daddy won't hurt you. This son-in-law is so good. After this village, there won't be this shop anymore."
"Got it." Ding Yiyi bowed her head in acknowledgment before pushing the door open and entering the room.
In the room, Ye Nianmo fell into a deep sleep. The blanket was neatly covering his body as he slept, and his breathing was rising and falling.
Ding Yiyi walked up to him and bent over him, looking from his firm chin to his thin lips, then his straight nose, and finally his wrinkled brow.
His sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together, forming the shape of a "Chuan". Ding Yiyi stretched out her hand to smooth his tightly knitted brows, but found that he was still unwilling to stretch his arms.
There was nothing she could do but go to the bathroom and wash up, then slip under the covers, which were warm and drowsy with the twenty-three degrees of air conditioning.
Just as she got into bed, the sleeping person seemed to notice her as well. His hand reached out and shoved her into his embrace. She didn't struggle and found a comfortable place to lie down.
He raised his head and was surprised to see that the man lying on the side had not stretched his body, and his expression became more serene.
Ding Yiyi suddenly wanted to cry. So it turned out that his brows had always been furrowed because he wasn't there?