"I have a lot of collections of butterfly specimens. Do you want to go to my house to see it?" Du Puyan invited.

Ding Yiyi thought that after all, she was a married woman, and she was not very familiar with him strictly. She was about to refuse, but her hands were pressed on her shoulders, and a familiar smell came.

"What a coincidence." Ye Nianmo stood behind Ding Yiyi, and his eyes were sharp in his eyes when he looked at Du Puyan.

Du Puyan took a sip of brandy, "If I had known Mr. Ye was here, I would have had a meal together. Yiyi helped me a lot."

"She is Ding Yiyi." Ye Nianmo put aside the hand pressing Ding Yiyi's shoulder and sat on the other side, holding his hands together, and said indifferently: "I heard that Mr. Du has a deceased lover."

"Nian Mo." Ding Yiyi heard that he had actually uncovered someone else's scars and quickly spoke to stop her. She didn't know why a decent Ye Nian Mo would say such words.

Du Puyan didn't say anything, but narrowed his eyes slightly, fiddling with the Huanghuali beads on his left hand in a faint manner.

"If anyone doesn't offend me, I won't offend me?" Ye Nianmo took the ice water that the waiter had just brought up to Du Puyan, with a calm expression.

Du Puyan smiled, "It seems that Mr. Ye doesn't welcome me, but so, Mr. Ye is the president of a large international shopping center. I am just a small white-collar worker, so I'll leave first."

"Mr. Du." Ding Yiyi felt very guilty and was about to apologize, but the other party had already walked out the door. Because of his rush, he even hit the corner of the table.

"Nian Mo, why did you appear here so by chance?" Ding Yiyi looked at him. Dongjiang City said it was big or small, and the chance of meeting it by chance was too small.

Ye Nianmo said: "Don't get too close to him. This man is very strange. His wife died a year ago. His wife's family had been cremated by him before she could see her for the last time."

"What's strange about this? Life is impermanent. He told me that his wife was killed by depression. We are so disrespectful to the dead." Ding Yiyi was a little angry.

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows, "I bought myself a huge amount of insurance. The beneficiary wrote about her husband's depression patient. Is he really a big heart?"

Ding Yiyi felt that he was thinking too much. When she talked with Du Puyan, she was very decent about Fang Yan's behavior. She was a veritable gentleman, so she said, "Even if he is a bad person, at least I don't have anything to harm him."

"You have it." Ye Nianmo said firmly. He put a photo in front of her. The woman in the photo was somewhat similar to her.

"Isn't this his wife?" Ding Yiyi was a little surprised. She remembered the people in the photo very deeply because Du Puyan once said that she looked very similar to his wife.

Ye Nianmo was also speculating in his mind that Du Puyan was too rigorous and could find very few things. It was precisely because of the very few that it was even more suspicious.

"Nian Mo," Ding Yiyi breathed, "You may be looking at a person from the perspective of a businessman, but I am just an ordinary person, and I have my own judgment."

Ye Nianmo still had a firm attitude, "You are not allowed to see him again."

"It seems we can't communicate." Ding Yiyi got up with her handbag and walked out.

Ye Nianmo sighed, took out his wallet, and called the waiter over.

The waiter came over and said, "The lady has paid the bill just now."

He was stunned, knowing that Ding Yiyi was really angry this time, and he secretly shouted in his heart that something was wrong.

When she returned home, Ding Yiyi locked herself in the room. She didn't know why she was angry, but she felt that she seemed to be a child and even her freedom to make friends was restricted.
Chapter completed!