"Okay, stop crying women, I'm just scaring you, give me the things later, you go and do your young grandma, I'll do my business!"

Ding Yiyi shook her head, and the grievance in her heart vented with tears. She whimpered and let go of her hand on her mouth.

She knelt down, behind her was the man who had just scared him, and the servants' voices were no longer heard.

"I can't see him, I can't see her." She knelt down, she burst into tears silently, tears fell to the ground, sucking the dust.

Dongqing stood up irritably. He felt frustrated for this woman for the first time. Seeing that there was already a touch of white outside the window, he could no longer hold back and squatted down. His sleeve-long fingers lifted her chin, forcing the woman who was crying to the point of focus on him.

"Asma, listen well, I can take you away, but listen to me in everything. You can't cause trouble for me, otherwise Derek will notice that not only can I not leave, but you can't leave either, do you know?"

Ding Yiyi nodded, her beautiful face showed a fragile side because of tears, which made the man in front of her stunned.

He quickly let go of her, stood up, and looked at her fist with unwillingness.

"I'll go back and find a way, wait for my news." He opened the door, hiding in the dark twilight.

After that day, Ding Yiyi did not see holly again. If it weren't for the sea of ​​lavender flowers and the black stone, she wouldn't have believed that all this had happened.

At noon that day, the servant arranged the meal as usual and left. She looked at the carefully cooked dishes, but had no appetite at all.

Her hand touched her stomach again. Unlike the last time, this time she seemed to have little morning sickness. Apart from the slight bulge of her stomach and the occasional nausea and retching, she didn't have any special feelings.

"Is it because I am afraid that my mother will hurt you, so baby?" Ding Yiyi patted her stomach, with a strong apology, "Mom will not make such a mistake again. I will protect you well and will not abandon you."

She picked up the chopsticks again and stirred the rice, trying to force herself to absorb more nutrients, but found a note in the rice.

"Tomorrow night, the only chance, be prepared."

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong." The knock at the door shocked her. She almost held the note in her hand tightly. She asked in a trembling voice: "What's the matter?"

The maid said outside the door, "Young Master asked if you have time and want to see you."

"I'll come now." She hurriedly tore the notes to pieces, rushed into the bathroom, threw the notes into the toilet, then tidied up her clothes and opened the door and left.

When he arrived at Derek's study, he sat in a wheelchair with his back facing her, his thick black hair was a little messed up by the wind, and the smell of flowers floating in the air.

"I used to hate flowers," he looked out the window lightly, "unparalleled."

Ding Yiyi stood at the door and looked at his back coldly. The smell of lavender at the tip of her nose made her suddenly think of Aili's words, "The young master witnessed that woman living with other men with his own eyes, and that woman's favorite is flowers."

His words interrupted her thoughts, "You seem to like purple in particular?"

"It's okay." Ding Yiyi was silent for a while and replied dryly.

Derek looked back at her, and then turned his gaze back to the sea of ​​flowers. He could not forget that morning, wearing white clothes and carrying a basket, she walked into his study happily, took out a purple star, and looked at him happily, with pure happiness on her face.
Chapter completed!