Ding Yiyi was stunned and could only say dryly: "It was given by Ye Bo."

Qiu Bai slowed down in unpacking the box. There was a silk scarf lying inside the box. Judging from the brand, it was expensive. Qiu Bai only glanced at it, then repackaged it intact and handed it to her, "Help."

I'll give it back to him."

"Why! I can see that you have a crush on him." Ding Yiyi said hurriedly, Qiu Bai sighed and shook his head, refusing to say another word.

Ding Yiyi didn't have work today, and Qiu Bai was in a bad mood. She was sitting in the artist's lounge area, reading a fashion magazine, while two assistants were chatting next to her. When she heard the words Mo Shuangling, she subconsciously raised her eyes.

"Have you heard? The skin was wrinkled when it was taken out. I heard it hasn't been buried yet."

"Oh, it was really miserable, but some people said that they found a bag of money in the car, so it doesn't look like a suicide."

Ding Yiyi's thoughts could no longer return to the magazine in front of her. She took a deep breath and prepared to call Ye Chuyun. She left in such a hurry yesterday that she didn't even say goodbye to him.

The call was picked up quickly, and Ye Chuyun's voice was still as calm as ever. He only smiled when he heard that she wanted to treat him to dinner.

Ye Chuyun hung up the phone, and a smile finally appeared on his indifferent face. Ye Nianmo was the first to speak, "If aunt hadn't told us, how long would you have planned to hide it from us."

Xia Youxin choked with sobs and said: "Chu Yun, let's try again. If American doctors can't do it, we'll go to France, Canada, or anywhere in the world that can cure you."

Ye Qianmo hugged Xia Youxin, his expression full of worry, and he said in a deep voice: "You will start receiving treatment from today, and I will make a hospital appointment for you."

Ye Chuyun shook his head, "No, the reason why I returned to China is because I don't want to waste my life anymore. Since this is the fate given to me by God, I plan to accept it."

"But you are still so young." Xia Youxin could not accept that such a young life would eventually disappear. She tried to give her final persuasion, "Child, shall we try again?"

Ye Chuyun couldn't bear to make her cry anymore. He nodded, then turned to Ye Nianmo and said, "Can I say a word to you?"

On the balcony, Ye Nianmo snatched the cigarette from his hand, his face frighteningly dark. Ye Chuyun shrugged, "I don't smoke anymore, I just hold it in my hand to enjoy it."

Ye Nianmo was silent and stretched out his hand to stare at him. He had no choice but to hand over the whole pack of cigarettes from his pocket. Ye Nianmo raised his hand and threw the square cigarette box into the garbage basket in a parabola.

"Nianmo, don't tell her, no matter what time." Ye Chuyun said suddenly.

Ye Nianmo's throat slid up and down, and he suddenly regretted throwing away the entire pack of cigarettes. He wanted to keep at least one for himself, because he really needed it now.

Ye Chuyun's eyes seemed to be urging him. His hair had grown much longer and was no longer the flat head before. His skin was a little pale, and his eyes were brighter.

"I promise you." After a long time, Ye Nianmo said one word from between his teeth.

Ye Chuyun smiled, missed his side and walked towards the house. He suddenly turned around and looked at him confidently, "By the way, Yiyi invited me to dinner. If you don't treat her well, even I will be the same now."

Will take her away."

Because Qiu Bai temporarily invited her to discuss the recent work progress, it was already past the agreed time when Ding Yiyi arrived.
Chapter completed!