Ferro looked at the other companions in the audience, who shrugged. His wife was suddenly so insistent that he had no choice but to agree.

"Sorry, let's make some changes. We decided to choose designer Ding's work." Ferro cast an apologetic look at Aoxue.

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Ding Yiyi stood stupidly at the door, watching others looking for her everywhere. A reporter gave her a friendly push, and she seemed to wake up from a dream and accepted the fact that she was successful.

The rain outside the window continued to fall, but the mood of the people watching the rain was completely different. Ye Nianmo stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. That position was his father's favorite position. His father once stood here, watching his

Mother.

"Master, Miss Ding succeeded!" Ye Bo was also a little excited in his tone. He already regarded Ding Yiyi as half of his friend.

The glass with water droplets reflected the smile on Ye Nianmo's eyebrows. Ye Bo said from the side: "Master, do you want to help Miss Ding celebrate?"

Ye Nianmo was silent for a while and said, "Go and make arrangements."

Ding family

Ding Yiyi was sitting on the bed in her pajamas. The company gave her two days off as a reward, but now her heart was hesitant because of an invitation.

She put the alarm clock in front of her, and time passed by little by little. Ten minutes passed, half an hour passed, and there was only one hour left before Ye Nianmo made an appointment with her to have dinner.

It only takes 40 minutes to get to the scheduled restaurant from home. If you start getting dressed from now on, you still have time.

Her mind was thinking about endless possibilities, but her body was firmly sitting on the bed. The phone next to her rang suddenly, and she hurriedly picked it up.

"Congratulations on the success of your work. It has already been on the news." Ye Chuyun's voice sounded a little weak.

"Thank you!" she said happily, and Ye Chuyun said gently: "I wonder if I would be honored to invite you to dinner."

Ye Chuyun held the phone tightly. Although he told himself that he must not be so close to Ding Yiyi, when he heard her voice, he couldn't help but want to create any chance to meet. After all, going back this time may be the difference between life and death.

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Ding Yiyi looked at the alarm clock. Another eight minutes had passed. Ye Chuyun's voice interrupted her thoughts. He said, "Is it really too reluctant?"

"No, it's okay." Ding Yiyi knocked over the alarm clock with one palm and agreed repeatedly. At this time, a ping-pong sound suddenly came from the phone, and she hurriedly asked: "Chu Yun?"

"I'm fine, let's make an agreement. I'll send you the location later, okay?" Ye Chuyun's voice was a little choppy, and he hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Ding Yiyi hung up the phone sadly, with a bad feeling in her heart. Looking at the heavy rain and gray sky outside the window, she couldn't sit still anymore and hurriedly went to change clothes.

Ye Bo looked at the road with difficulty and drove slowly, muttering, "When will this damn rain stop?"

On the radio, the host slowly said: "The typhoon will land early this morning. The wind force in Dongjiang City will reach level 15 by then. I hope citizens will be prepared and not travel."

Ye Bo was about to turn up the radio volume when he saw a figure running out of the alleyway holding an umbrella.

He hurriedly drove to catch up. He was originally here to pick up Ding Yiyi, but now he thought that Ding Yiyi was going to go to the appointment, so he hurriedly sounded the horn to remind Ding Yiyi.

The rain was so heavy that he could only drive slowly and watched Ding Yiyi get into a taxi.

Forget it, although I didn't pick up Miss Ding, I can just follow her directly to the restaurant, Ye Bo thought to himself.

He drove behind the taxi. After driving for a while, he realized something was wrong. The restaurant was located in the southwest of Dongjiang City, but the taxi was driving northwest.
Chapter completed!