Ye Nianmo also had a headache. Borrowing the power of the Ye family could indeed make this incident less impactful, but it was difficult for Ding Yiyi to explain.

Ding Yiyi's face was a little solemn as her hand was held, "What are you going to do?"

She was very worried. Yan Mingyao's mother was good friends with Xia Youxin, and she was Fu Fengyi's goddaughter. The Ye family could suppress this matter without anyone noticing. At that time, Qiu Bai could only do nothing.

Dead?

As soon as they arrived at Ye's house, Fu Fengyi was already sitting upright, waiting for Ye Nianmo. Next to her, Jiujiu kept crying, "I really didn't expect that naughty kid to do such a thing."

Aoxue had been drinking and comforting her, "Auntie, don't be sad. Mingyao must have been confused for a moment. Let grandma help, and the matter will definitely be solved satisfactorily."

Ding Yiyi's face immediately became calm after hearing her words. Fu Fengyi stood up and walked towards her, saying in a nice voice: "Yiyi, you are Qiu Bai's friend, can you help your Aunt Jiujiu to talk to Qiu Bai's parents?"

Let's keep it private for now, as grandma owes you a favor."

"Yiyi," Jiujiu stood up wiping her tears, "I know she is your good friend, but this is all Auntie's request is. I am willing to give all the property of the Yan family to their family in exchange for forgiveness."

Ding Yiyi lowered her head in silence, her nails deeply embedded in the palm of her hand. Suddenly a shadow flashed in front of her, and Ye Nianmo stood in front of her, "Grandma, Aunt Jiujiu, we should discuss this matter in the long run."

Jiujiu turned her face away and cried. Fu Fengyi was so angry that she stood up and slapped the case, "Don't cry, come with me, I don't believe you can't save Mingyao!"

Aoxue walked away with the two of them. When she turned the corner, she saw the two people frowning in the living room, and a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Ye Nianmo was silent all day long. In the evening, the sun set in the west and the light shone into the balcony. Ye Nianmo was holding cigarettes one after another. On the phone, Xia Youxin's voice was still very gentle, "Child.

, Mom will not force you to make a decision, although Mom also wants to help Aunt Jiujiu, but Mom doesn’t want to embarrass you."

He frowned tightly, put out his cigarette butt, and finally relaxed his tightly pursed lips, "Mom, I will think about it carefully."

There were soft footsteps behind him, and Ding Yiyi stood behind him, "Are you going to help him escape the charges?"

"Yiyi." Ye Nianmo turned around and reached out to catch her, but she hid back, looked into his eyes with disappointment, turned and ran away.

She ran out of Ye's house, but didn't know where to go. She wandered on the street and followed her memory to the downstairs of the residential complex where Qiubai's parents lived.

A man stood not far away, his gaze cast into the distance, like a lifeless statue.

She recognized the man as Ye Bo, walked closer and followed his line of sight.

On the stone bench, two old men sat next to each other, their faces full of sadness. The setting sun shone on half of their cheeks, illuminating the wrinkles on their faces.

They were like animals on the verge of death, waiting lifelessly with their backs hunched.

The setting sun quickly set, and the warmth that shone on the two of them gradually disappeared.

The old man stood up first and then helped the old lady. The two of them walked towards the building without saying a word.

"They do this every day. They sit downstairs in a daze at a fixed time, and then go back when the time comes." Ye Bo said softly.

Ding Yiyi shed tears and felt extremely sad. The grief of losing her daughter drove the old couple from heaven to hell.
Chapter completed!