Her breath made a faint pattern on the frosted glass. The nurse came in and said, "Mr. Ding, it's time for recovery."

Ding Dacheng nodded silently. After what happened yesterday, he didn't know how to face his daughter.

"Dad." Ding Yiyi wiped off the hoarfrost on the window with her hands that were red from the cold, turned around and said with a smile: "I will get you some warm clothes when I get home later."

Ding Dacheng nodded, and suddenly said as if he remembered something: "Remember to get yourself a pair of gloves and put them on the top left of the wardrobe."

Ding Yiyi nodded, and the two fell into silence again. Ding Dacheng took the lead in pushing the wheelchair and turning around to avoid this embarrassing moment.

Ye Nianmo was waiting under the huge statue in Times Square, which was funded by Ye. Not far from Times Square, the pendant tower of the International Shopping Center glowed red.

Not far away, a woman in a white coat waved to him. He frowned, strode up to Ding Yiyi, grabbed her hand and rubbed it in his palm.

"Why don't you put on gloves and earmuffs!" He put Ding Yiyi's already heated palms in his coat pocket, and then reached out to cover her ears, which were also red from the cold.

Ding Yiyi stood and could only look directly at his chest. She stared closely at his scarf, and the next second, the scarf was already wrapped around her neck.

The scarf was too long, and her entire face was covered in the plaid scarf. She blinked, "What should you do?"

"I'm not cold." Ye Nianmo took off his gloves and put them on her body. Ding Yiyi stretched her hands back and refused to cooperate.

"Don't be ridiculous." He scolded in a low voice, took her hand and put on the gloves carefully. The gloves were too big and looked a bit funny, but he carefully stuffed the cuffs into the gaps in the gloves.

When it came to the other hand, Ding Yiyi quickly inserted her ungloved left hand into his warm coat pocket and said with a sly smile: "I'm very smart, so we all have gloves."

Ye Nianmo smiled, put on the gloves with his left hand, and put his right hand into the coat pocket to firmly grasp the delicate touch.

"Didn't you have something to tell me yesterday?" Ye Nianmo tilted his head slightly to look at her, his voice was still light, but his eyebrows were filled with smiles.

Ding Yiyi watched the snowflakes falling on his thick eyebrows and curled eyelashes. He blinked, and the snowflakes seemed to be unable to bear the fall, and then fell on the coat, and then penetrated into the fabric.

She heard her own voice sounding funny under the scarf, "Ye Nianmo, how much property does your family have?"

She didn't blink, trying to look more serious. The man in front of her was just slightly surprised, and then she felt her hand wrapped in warmth being held tighter.

"It's a bit troublesome to talk about this question, but I'll try my best." Ye Nianmo smiled and took two steps.

"Where are you going?" Ding Yiyi hurriedly followed his footsteps, and Ye Nianmo turned around strangely. "Don't you want to see my property? You can't see it all on foot."

The car sped along and stopped in an area of ​​​​villas. Ding Yiyi followed Ye Nianmo and watched people wearing green work clothes constantly greeting him on the road.

The two walked around in a circle, and Ding Yiyi finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you own real estate here?"

Ye Nianmo smiled and said, "These things you see belong to the Ye family."

Ding Yiyi was startled, and just as she was about to speak, a man in a suit ran up not far away.

"Ye Shao," Men and Ye Nianmo greeted Ding Yiyi after greeting hello. Ye Shao never brought a woman to it and they seemed very close. Thinking of this, he said with caution, "Mrs. Ye."
Chapter completed!