The CEO's Little Prey

She sighed, put her cell phone away and began to concentrate on business.

After work in the afternoon, she returned home, empty home, no popularity, people feel at a loss.

Leaving her briefcase on the sofa, she sat and didn't want to move. At this time, the doorbell rang.

Is that him? Maybe the meeting didn't open, so it came back early? She thought so, happy, and hurried to open the door.

Sister Zhang stood outside with the dish. "Madam, the master said that you are weak recently. This is the bird's nest that you ordered from abroad. Later, the chef will come to your house to make it."

"I don't eat." Ding Yiyi lonely said, "Sister Zhang, you go back."

Sister Zhang was a little at a loss, "ah? go back? But you haven't eaten yet, madam? "

Ding Yiyi shakes her head and turns to enter the door. After closing the door, she looks at the empty house and suddenly feels very lonely.

Zhang Jie just walked out of the gate, the heavy gate opened again, Ding Yiyi came out, "Zhang Jie, will you stay with me for a while?"

In the kitchen, Sister Zhang is busy living, while persuading: "madam, don't smoke here. Go to the living room as soon as possible."

Ding Yiyi leaned against the door bar, "it's better for Sister Zhang to cook soup for people who are very busy at work."

"I'm very busy at work. I bought pig bone soup today." Zhang said.

Ding Yiyi's eyes burst out, "can you teach me? How to make pig bone soup

In the evening, ye.

The whole building is quiet, only the top floor is still lighting, especially eye-catching in the dark building.

Ye nianmo stands alone in front of the French window. From here, you can see the lights of the city and the endless flow of vehicles.

He stood alone, like a rebellious beast, enjoying the solitude of the night alone. What he didn't see was a figure on the other side of the glass.

Ding Yiyi stood outside the office, holding the incubator in his hand, sad and heavy. Is this a meeting? This is overtime?

She picked up her cell phone, dialed the phone, and watched from a distance as the person standing by the bed walked back to his desk. He took a look at the interface and then picked it up.

"Are you coming back?" Ding Yiyi bit his lower lip and tried to act casual.

He replied, "go to bed first. Don't kick the quilt."

Can't let tears flow down, she admonished herself in her heart, forced herself to pull out a smile, "OK, I'll go to bed first, good night."

She said good night, immediately hung up the phone, turned and walked out, without even looking back inside.

Ye nianmo always holds the mobile phone, his look is full of pain, will have been dim down the mobile phone put, he whispered to the air: "good night."

Downstairs, Ding Yiyi stands alone, surrounded by bright lights, but she feels shivering with cold.

Don't blame him, blame him, is she destroyed two people's children, now should suffer his cold violence, Ding Yiyi, what qualifications do you have to cry, don't cry!

No matter how much construction she had done in her heart, she still felt extremely painful. She did not dare to look back at the building, as if she would fall into the abyss of despair.

After that time, estrangement grew between them. That night, Ding Yiyi sat in the living room, ye nianmo as usual with a book on his knee.

She looked at him and passed him, but he didn't look up, as if he didn't see her.

"Read ink." She summoned up the courage to go to him to sit down, will be considered for a night to say, "tomorrow to accompany me to the concert, OK? I didn't go last time. I missed it this time, but it will be half a year later. "

Ye nianmo closed the book and used to let him look up at her and listen to her carefully.

He saw the expectation in her eyes, just wanted to say yes, but somehow, he was upset.

Yes, her face made him feel pain inexplicably. It was like someone pinched his neck and didn't let him breathe.

"Let Chuqing accompany you." He stood up, put the book on the shelf beside him, eager to get rid of the pain. He knew what to do. As long as he was not beside her, the pain could be hidden.

Ding Yiyi lonely looking at his back, her heart knew it would be the result, but with a fluke.

She didn't say anything. She followed him in silence. She was so lost that she couldn't pay attention to the things at her feet. After two steps, she was tripped.

Ye nianmo originally wanted to go upstairs, but Yu Guang noticed everything around him. He didn't think about anything, and subconsciously reached out and fished the man over.

It was a close call. If he fell down, he would suffer from skin and flesh. His heart thumped in his chest. "How are you, are you ok?"

"Nothing." Ding Yiyi is also in a state of shock, and has not reacted yet.

Ye nianmo is not at ease, simply put the person up on the sofa, raised his ankle to carefully check up, there is no choice in the tone, "you ah, how always so careless, fell down you have to suffer."Ding Yiyi looked at his hand gently pressing his feet, impulsive, "you can accompany me, so I will not fall, fall will not feel pain."

He thought it funny. He looked up at her, just as she also looked down. The two lines of vision met each other. His smile had not completely disappeared, and it was gentle in the corner of his mouth.

Suddenly, he took the lead to put aside his eyes, stood up, and his surroundings returned to the cold appearance before, "it's OK, let's have a rest early."

Behind him, Ding Yiyi's eyes dropped lonely. She knew that his indifference arose because of her, but this is what she should get. Now she is atoning. She always said this to herself in her heart.

In the room, she sat on the bed in a daze, listening to the sound of the clock ticking on the wall. Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door, as if to remind her that he was coming.

She immediately lay down, flat, face up, thinking that he would come in with a glass of red wine and then go to the bathroom to gargle, which he had done for a long time.

He opened the door and slowed down his breath. Instead of drinking, he went directly to the bathroom. After a while, there was a slight sound of water flowing in the bathroom.

He came out in his bathrobe and went to the left side of the bed. He was always used to sleeping on the left side. When Ding Yibai held him in his arms, his ears could just be on his chest.

Lift a corner of the quilt, he lay in, not long after, light breathing sound sounded.

Ding Yiyi opened his eyes and looked at him, but saw a broad back, as if he refused. In a moment, the corners of his eyes were moist.

He's not like that, she thought. Before, he would never sleep with his back to her. He always held her in his arms. In winter, he asked her to put her cold feet on her legs. In summer, they also like to experience the feeling of skin dating.

Aware of the slight sobs, gentle breathing has a moment of stagnation, ye nianmo opened his eyes, turned up, "what's the matter?"

"Nothing. Go to sleep. I'm fine." Ding Yiyi wiped the tears from his cheeks and lay on his side with his back facing him.

The mattress moved slightly, and there was nothing between them. He didn't ask her why she was crying. He didn't take her into his arms as usual, patted her back and told her, "don't be afraid, don't be sad, everything has her."

Back to the two people, one cried silently, let the tears wet the sheets, one felt her crying, face pain.

The next day, Ding Yiyi got up early and made breakfast. When he fried the eggs, he was scalded by the boiling oil. "Have a meal."

He walked by her in a hurry. "There was a meeting this morning. I'm sorry I should have told you earlier yesterday. I'll stop eating. You can eat well."

Ding Yiyi face a stiff, good half ring just recovered, forced smile like, "so ah, nothing, then you have to remember to eat breakfast."

She followed her and saw that there were some folds in the suit jacket on his shoulder, so she called him off, "wait a minute."

She walked up to him and stood on tiptoe to help him deal with the details. Then she stepped back and looked at him, "OK."

"Drive to work carefully." Ye nianmo said, then raised his feet to go, and was stopped.

"I've resigned." Ding Yiyi some carefully looking at him, "early next month can leave."

She still has a lot to say. She wants to solemnly apologize to him. She wants to tell him that in the future, she will wholeheartedly alas him. It's wrong to insist on his career. She will give him a child to make up for his pain this time.

She was determined that if he said, "really?" Or "why?" Then she immediately told him all these words in her heart.

"It's up to you." Ye nianmo took a look at his watch. His tone didn't fluctuate much. Then he went out with his briefcase.

Outside, ye Bo stood straight, "young master."

Ding Yiyi wants to chase out of the pace to stop, so standing at the door looking at him far away, she even think ye bogang just saw her embarrassment, saw her want to chase to the idea.

Ye nianmo left, he did not come back, although at some point in the evening, he will come back, but the kind of reluctant to go home with a task, is more hurtful.

She turned home and walked slowly to the table. The toaster made a noise and two pieces of golden toast popped out.

The next second, the toast and the machine have been thrown into the dustbin, she coldly picked up the dishes on the table, even the plate with all the dishes into the dustbin.

The plate smashes the plate, the clear sound makes people panic, but at this time, she has a strange pleasure.

There is nothing to throw away on the dining table, her hands helplessly supporting a corner of the dining table, her body slowly sliding, squatting on the ground crying.

To the company, but a person did not see, Ding Yiyi heard the voice of the meeting room, then walked past.

The door of the conference room was not closed. All the colleagues were sitting in it. She suddenly appeared. Someone saw her and the scene was quiet.The person standing is not others, but Shuibei. She cut the long black hair short and dyed it chestnut. She looks very refined.

"Long time no see." She went to Ding Yiyi, stretched out her hand, and whispered in a voice that they could only hear: "I didn't expect that one day I came back here again. After all, I was still in power here."