I called Ye Nianmo and the person I answered was Ye Bo, who simply said: "The young master said he is fine, so you don't have to worry."

How could Ding Yiyi not be worried! After thinking about it, she grabbed her backpack and ran out of the door.

As evening approached, the scenery on the mountain was divided into two parts. One part was shrouded in the orange sunset, and the other part was hidden in the shadows. A man sat at the junction of light and dark, and the wind blew his suit jacket a little.

Sound.

Ding Yiyi walked next to him and patted the dust on her body from climbing the mountain. Just as she was about to sit down, her arm was pulled. She looked at him without knowing why.

Ye Nianmo's expression was still serious, he just silently took off his coat and laid it on the stone, and said briefly and concisely, "Cool."

Ding Yiyi felt warm in her heart and sat down next to him. His suit jacket still retained the residual warmth and smell of the sun, which made people feel at ease.

She squinted her eyes to look at the setting sun in the distance, took a deep breath, hugged her knees and said nothing.

"When I was young, my father had a woman named Song Wanting, and that woman also had a child named Dudu." Ye Nianmo spoke in a calm tone.

Ding Yiyi listened quietly, stretched out her hand and held his, using her palms slightly to let him see her care and encouragement.

Ye Nianmo looked forward, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then continued: "Perhaps my parents were too emotionally entangled when I was young, so I swore that if I identify someone, I will keep going," he looked

Xiang Ding Yiyi's eyes were gentle.

"Thank you for choosing me." Ding Yiyi said softly.

"My family is everything to me, and I won't let anyone destroy it." He said calmly, with determination in his tone.

Ding Yiyi's face was a little pale. She could tell what he meant. Song Mengjie would never be able to give birth to the child this time, and even she might be in danger.

Seemingly seeing her concerns, Ye Nianmo pursed his lips and said, "I can let her go." His expression turned cold, "The child must not be kept."

The setting sun completely disappeared from the horizon, and the wind also brought a chill, spinning and jumping in the gap between the two.

Suddenly, a figure walked quickly not far away. Looking closer, it was Ye Nianmo. His expression was hurried, and the wrinkles on his brows were tightened.

"Master, the company received this fax today."

Ye Nianmo took the fax, and his eyes suddenly changed after seeing the content on it.

"Ye family, I have Song Mengjie in my hands. If Ye Chuqing knew that her beloved husband had an affair with her best friend and had a child, do you think she would be so sad that she would not be able to give birth?

"

The words between the lines were full of words that made people think carefully. After Ding Yiyi read it, the man in black who kidnapped Fu Fengyi and Aoxue immediately came to mind, "It's her!"

"Have you found out where this fax came from?" Ye Nianmo asked while holding the paper, his joints turning white.

Ye Bo said: "This was sent from a print shop. The other party said that there were too many people today and they did not notice who sent this email."

Ye Bo frowned, "Where does Song Mengjie live?"

"My old home." Ding Yiyi hurriedly replied.

"I've checked the surveillance. According to the surveillance, Song Mengjie left alone with a bag. There was no woman with her," Ye Bo said.

Ye Nianmo took Ding Yiyi's hand and walked down the mountain, "Bring up the surveillance video."

Two hours later, in the surveillance video, Song Mengjie was holding a small travel bag in one hand and covering her stomach with the other as she hurriedly walked out. The security guard even came out of the security booth to ask her if she needed help. When he saw her shaking her head, he returned.
Chapter completed!