Ding Dacheng had no objection. He had always felt that it would be better to go back to his hometown because he was causing trouble to his daughter. Ding Yiyi was a little reluctant and stepped forward to hug him and act coquettishly.

Ding Dacheng's eyes were also a little sore, so he pulled away from her and said seriously: "I won't interfere with whoever you fall in love with, but our Ding family must behave clearly. If you become a third party, then I will never agree!"

Ye Nianmo took a step forward and said, "Uncle, I can guarantee that I love her."

Ding Yiyi's body trembled and she turned to look at him in surprise. Love and liking have different weights. This was the first time she heard the word love from his mouth.

Ding Dacheng's cane made a loud bang on the floor, and he said disdainfully: "What's the use of love? Love without status should end as soon as possible!"

After saying that, Ding Dacheng pushed his wheelchair towards the outside of the hotel. Ding Meirong signaled to the two of them and then chased after them.

Ding Yiyi watched her father's back gradually disappear, feeling a little depressed. This was the first time in so many years that she had been separated from her father for so long. Ye Nianmo stood beside her to accompany her.

She lowered her head and said, "Don't worry about what my father said, we can't be together anyway."

As soon as she finished speaking, her shoulders were forcibly straightened. Ye Nianmo looked into her eyes and said seriously: "I was wrong. I was wrong because I wanted a perfect ending. I was wrong because I thought you wouldn't care.

I will give you an answer."

She pulled his hand away and strode out. She was like a snail now. She was too afraid of getting hurt so she just wanted to hide in her shell.

"Remember to move to your new home, otherwise you won't see Cheng Bao!" Ye Nianmo said calmly behind her.

The autumn wind was bleak, and Ding Yiyi stood in front of the ruins, feeling a little sad in her heart. This was the place where she grew up, and every brick and tile had the flavor of happiness, but now there is nothing left.

She rolled up her sleeves and started looking for useful things in the ruins. Someone walked by and she asked in surprise: "Uncle Zhang, what happened to your head? Is it injured?"

The man covered his bandaged head and walked up to her with a very sad look on his face and said, "Yiyi, you and your dad are both warm-hearted, but your boyfriend is not very good!"

Her boyfriend? Ding Yiyi looked at her strangely. The man simply told her about his call for help and Ye Nianmo's refusal to save him.

After saying that, seeing no response from her, the man felt bored and muttered a few words before leaving. Ding Yiyi stood in the ruins with a subtle mood.

She remembered that yesterday, she was sleeping soundly in a comfortable hotel, while he was searching for her figure in the typhoon. She seemed to still hear him calling her anxiously, as well as his scarred fingers.

At night, Ye Nianmo didn't turn on the lights in the room. He sat quietly on the sofa. The gauzy moonlight illuminated the keys on the table, feeling lonely and cold.

He knew that Ding Yiyi would not come back, but he refused all the entertainment. At this time, there was a sound of the door lock turning, and he looked up suddenly.

Ding Yiyi was a little uncomfortable with the darkness in the room. She reached out and groped on the wall, and a big hand covered the back of her hand in the darkness.

"Ye Nianmo." She called him softly, but did not look back.

"Yes." He responded. The two of them had changed directions while spinning. Ding Yiyi accurately touched the switch. The moment the light suddenly turned on, both of them squinted their eyes unaccustomedly.

"Ye Nianmo." She lowered her head and called him as if talking to herself. She raised her head as if she had made up her mind and said: "You gave up on me once, but I want to come back. If one day, your giving up makes me give up, then I will

Then he will leave."

What answered her was the fiery temperature and passionate lingering. After a dreamless night, Ding Yiyi opened her hazy eyes, her gaze resting on the blue alarm clock beside her desk. There were still three hours left before work time.
Chapter completed!