There was the sound of movement inside the door, followed by Ding Dacheng's voice, "Sister, I'm going to find someone to play chess. Remember to leave some food for me when you go to square dance!"

He opened the door and shouted happily when he saw Ding Yiyi, "Yiyi!"

The dining table was set up in the living room, and Ding Dacheng was so happy that he kept adding soy milk to Ding Yiyi's bowl, "Why don't you have breakfast first before coming here!"

"I miss you." Ding Yiyi said while drinking soy milk.

Ding Meirong put the side dishes on the table and wiped her apron, "Your dad misses you too. Yesterday he was still nagging about whether he should visit you."

"By the way, why don't you bring Cheng Bao with you?" Ding Dacheng asked.

Ding Yiyi's face darkened, and she spoke several times without telling her that Cheng Bao was dead. Ye Nianmo said at the side, "I took it out and lost it."

"Why did you lose it?" Ding Dacheng looked at him dissatisfied, his tone full of reproach.

Ye Nianmo's expression remained unchanged, "It's lost."

After a while, Ding Dacheng muttered: "I guess Chengbao won't suffer at all with his size."

Ding Yiyi held back the tears that were about to fall and nodded quickly. After finally finishing the meal, Ding Dacheng took the fishing rod and said, "Let's go fishing with your dad!"

"Dad, I'm not going. I still have work to go back to Dongjiang City." Ding Yiyi said hurriedly and turned around to leave.

Ding Dacheng stood there depressed and muttered: "Why do you have to leave as soon as you come back?"

Ding Meirong was about to enter the door when she heard this and said, "This shows that your daughter loves you! She is so busy and she still takes one day to see you. What are you still mumbling about?"

Hearing what she said, Ding Dacheng became happy again. After a while, Ding Meirong ran out with an envelope, "I found this under the table. I weighed it and it seemed like money."

Ding Dacheng opened it, and sure enough, there was neatly marked money inside. He roughly counted it and it should be more than ten thousand. "Do you want to give it back? People will think we are greedy for money later."

Ding Meirong looked at him with some worry, and Ding Dacheng thought for a while, "Don't move it yet, lest it be said that we don't give him face, and it's hard to explain to Yiyi, put it away first, and give it to her later when there is a chance."

Returning to Ye's house again, the housekeeper stood aside and looked at Ding Yiyi apologetically. She smiled at him and shook her head, indicating that she was fine. Ye Bo sent Ding Yiyi back to the door, hesitated for a while and finally said: "Miss Yiyi

, don’t blame the young master.”

"I don't blame him." Ding Yiyi opened the window and took a deep breath of air. Ye Bo moved his lips and finally closed the door for her without saying anything.

Ding Yiyi was extremely tired. A night of high mental stress made her exhausted, and she fell into a deep sleep as soon as she got on the bed.

Mr. Ye, Ye Nianmo, who also stayed up all night, listened attentively to the reports of other senior executives, "The sales of the jewelry designed by Miss Ding Yiyi are not good. They are far inferior to those of designer Xia from the same showcase. Even some

The sales volume of relatively niche designers has not caught up, and sales volume this quarter was at the bottom."

The sales manager read with trepidation, fearing that what he said would be unpleasant and make Mr. Ye angry. However, despite occupying the best position, the sales volume was the lowest. He really couldn't tolerate this situation.

Ye Nianmo tapped his slender fingers on the table, "I know, you did a good job."

He didn't praise him anymore?! The sales manager was a little surprised, and then he sat down. After the meeting, Ye Nianmo's fatigue was revealed. He wiped his face, reopened the folder, and pulled out the product of Ding Yiyi.

I read the sales plan line by line.

The secretary walked in and said, "Mr. Ye, Mr. Xu is here."

In the office, Xu Haoran smiled slightly. His hair was much whiter and he was wearing work clothes. "Nianmo!"

The two hugged each other affectionately, and Ye Nianmo asked: "Why didn't you say anything when you came back? I'll pick you up."

"No, I'll leave soon to have a cup of tea with Uncle Xu?" Xu Haoran walked forward first, and Ye Nianmo said lightly behind him: "Are you also the lobbyist brought by Ye Chuyun?"

Xu Haoran turned around and sighed, "I didn't want to come," he paused and continued: "I owe that child a lot. I neglected her before. In order to let you and Aoxue be together, I selfishly asked her to leave you.

But now she is unhappy with you, so I want to take him away."

"Bang!" Ye Nianmo punched the table. The table made a loud noise, and there were some cracks on the glass surface. "Why?" He lowered his voice, "The people I care about most are coming to force me to make a decision one by one.

Who will lobby next? Chu Qing or Zhuo Xuan?"

Xu Haoran looked at the children who had grown taller than him, and said in a sentimental tone, "It's not because we accepted Chu Yun's commission, but because we are all people who have been through it, and we know that the way you love is wrong, and we don't want you to end up hating each other.

The other party’s fate.”

Ye Nianmo was silent, and he softened his tone, "Nianmo, let go, let me take her away."
Chapter completed!