The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Ye Nianmo got up and opened the door. It was really empty after the door. Ding Yiyi looked down and saw that there were clearly four bed pillars on the empty ground.

Ye nianmo calmly closed the door and stared at her. As she approached, Ding Yiyi was pressed against the door, her cheeks flushed.

Ye Nianmo took out his cell phone and took a look at it. He pressed it.

At that moment, Ding Yiyi saw Ao Xue's name on the caller id, and her heart suddenly emptied. It was as if the phone was mocking her for being the one who was always in the middle of others.

Ye Nianmo hung up the phone and wanted to continue the gentleness. The phone rang again. Ding Yiyi pushed him away and looked at him stubbornly.

He touched her head and picked up the phone that had stopped ringing. This time, instead of ignoring it directly, he was operating it on the information page.

Ding Yiyi quietly walked back to the sofa, waiting for his verdict. "I need to go out for a while. Remember not to open the door when anyone comes."

Ye nianmo picked up her coat and walked to the door. Ding Yiyi was unusually happy. "Yeah, I'll take care of myself. You go."

Ye Nianmo hesitated for a moment, then turned back to her, ruffled her hair, and touched her forehead affectionately. "It will be over soon."

In the teahouse, people in twos and threes were talking in low voices. Xu Haoran washed the tea set with the first tea, and the tea was fragrant.

Xu Haoran smiled bitterly. "My daughter only thinks of me when she has nothing to do with you."

Ye Nianmo picked up the teacup, sniffed it, carefully tasted it, and finally said, "Uncle Xu, I'm sorry."

Xu Haoran waved his hand to stop him from saying what he wanted to say next. "Is it really impossible? You and Ao Xue."

Ye Nianmo shook his head. "Impossible."

Xu Haoran smiled bitterly. "You're just like your mother. You can't handle love."

Ye Nianmo looked at uncle Xu, who was suddenly a little old, and felt guilty. He wanted to say something to make up for his debt to uncle Xu.

Xu Haoran saw his dilemma and stood up to pat him on the shoulder. "Go on, you've been working hard these days. Do what you want to do next!"

After Ye Nianmo left, Xu Haoran sat alone for a long time until the tea was cool. A figure sat opposite him. He looked up and said, "Yihan?"

Xia Yihan heard everything about Ding Yiyi and her son from Yebo, and knew that her intervention would only make the child suffer.

Xia Yihan flushed the boiling water into the teapot and said faintly, "When I knew that Ao Xue was your daughter, I decided to treat her as my daughter-in-law."

"Yihan!" Xu Haoran leaned forward. He didn't want Xia Yihan to feel that he owed him anything, both in the past and now.

Xia Yihan put the tea in front of him and continued, "Nianmo and I owe you too much. Even if we bet on nianmo's happiness, I will let them be together."

"Enough!" Xu Haoran said something to stop her. Xia Yihan anticipated his emotions and just looked at him quietly.

Xu Haoran didn't know what else to say. Her eyes were so clear and transparent that she could see through her mind at a glance. It was not wrong. When he knew that Ao Xue was deeply in love with ye nianmo, he wanted the two children to be together.

Xia Yihan stood up and patted the back of his hand, "Ao Xue's happiness, I will return it to her."

Xu Haoran stood there in a daze. Xia Yihan had already walked out. None of the men at the scene were captivated by her beautiful figure and their eyes were chasing her back.

"Yihan!" Xu Haoran took her coat and ran after her. How could she go home alone at this late hour?

He opened the door, and his hurried footsteps suddenly stopped. Under the moonlight, Xia Yihan was snuggling up to Ye Zimo. The two of them were whispering and sticking together like lovers. Her face was full of happy smiles, and his face was full of indulgence.

Xu Haoran shook his head and smiled bitterly. He walked back to the teahouse quietly, just like Xia Yihan had chosen to marry him and then fell into Ye Zimo's arms. Perhaps he and his daughter would spend their whole lives entangled with the Ye family.

"Weather forecast, the temperature difference between day and night in Dongjiang city in the past two days is quite large, reminding the public to pay attention to keeping warm."

Ding Yiyi watched the weather forecast while eating soy milk. A hand reached out to cover her eyes. Ye Nianmo stayed behind her, his tone helpless and doting. "Don't watch tv while eating!"

Ding Yiyi bit his chopsticks and watched him walk back to his seat. He ate elegantly and looked around. There were already many traces of the two of them living together in the room.

In the bathroom, there were the same type of mouthwash cups, the same type of slippers, and she planted potted plants on the window. In order for her to read on the balcony, Ye Nianmo put a swing on the balcony.

Isn't this like a married couple? Such an idea flashed by and surprised Ding Yiyi. Ye Nianmo allowed her to look around and put the blue piglet alarm clock in front of her.

She glanced at him casually, her eyes suddenly changed, and she quickly jumped out of her chair, grabbed the briefcase on the sofa and headed for Entrance. How could she forget to meet the client today?

"Yiyi!" Ye Nianmo shouted behind her. She hurriedly turned her head and touched her solid chest. She looked up and Ye Nianmo looked at her with a smile.

Ye Nianmo held a coat in his hand, unfolded it, and said, "Extend your left hand." Ding Yiyi obediently extended her left hand. Ye nianmo helped her put on the sleeve of her left hand. Ding Yiyi automatically extended his right hand.

To button up, Ye Nianmo had to bend over slightly. She looked down and could see his slender fingers moving between the buttons, his eyes focused.

She realized that they were too close and her face was already flushed. Ye Nianmo buttoned up, touched her head, held her shoulder and gently pushed her out, "Go."

Ding Yiyi nodded, opened the door and left. Ye Nianmo heard the sound of high-heeled shoes disappear with the sound of the elevator. He walked to the french window. A low-key black mercedes had been waiting for a long time by the road. Yebo got out of the driver's seat and hurriedly opened the door for Ding Yiyi. The two of them seemed to be laughing in front of the car for a while before the car sped away.

The phone on the dining table suddenly rang. He walked back to the table and looked down at the screen of the phone. The phone kept vibrating because of the pictures being sent.

On the screen, his hands were covered in blood, and there were many cuts on his fair arm, with a brief sentence beside him,' on the third day, Nian Mo, will you show up soon?"

Ye Nianmo looked at the bloody hands in the picture with a livid face. He couldn't let Ao Xue go on like this. If it was possible, he would ask uncle Xu to send aoxue to a mental hospital for treatment.

On the way to the company car, Ding Yiyi looked out the window at the flashes of scenery, but his thoughts kept flying. Ever since he started living with Ye Nianmo, he had asked for ye bo to pick him up and go to work, but he never offered to pick him up, or did he have to avoid suspicion because he was a third party?

She laughed at herself. Yebo, who was next to her, suddenly put one hand in front of her to protect her, and the other hand quickly turned the steering wheel.

Ding Yiyi was surprised to see a white buick drive in this direction. Seeing that the two cars were about to collide, ye bo turned the steering wheel and drove to the side.

A man got out of the car and waved an apology at Yebo's car. Yebo didn't want to worry about it and signaled that the other party could leave. He let out a long sigh. "Luckily it wasn't her."

"Who do you think it is?" Ding Yiyi asked curiously. Ye bo quickly started the car and changed the subject. The young master had asked him to take good care of her during the past few days. Miss Aoxue's condition seemed to be getting worse. The young master would hurt miss Ding Yiyi.

When she arrived at the company, Ding Yiyi walked into the office and habitually looked across the room. Ao Xue had not been to the company for many days, and she was a little worried, but the people in the office were so secretive about it that she did not know what had happened.

The client was still waiting for her in the conference room. She grabbed the proposal and rushed to the conference room. An hour later, the client shook her hand in satisfaction. "We are very satisfied. You don't need to modify anything. Our company wants this batch of bracelets."

Ding Yiyi nodded happily. If this batch of bracelet cooperation contracts were reached, it would be a ten million price list. Now she felt more and more comfortable with her work.

After the client left, she was still sitting in her chair and experiencing the moment when she was talking about her design philosophy. The door was knocked on, but the person who came in surprised her.

"Mr. Xu!"

Ding Yiyi hurriedly stood up, but in his heart was very surprised. The originally fashionable and gentle middle-aged man looked a lot haggard this time, even with white hair on his temples, making him look even more old.

Xu Haoran smiled and nodded at her. He sat down and said, "Do you know why Ao Xue hasn't been able to come to the company these days?"

Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. She vaguely felt that the other party had something to say and cautiously said, "Uncle Xu, say it."

Xu Haoran waved his hand and didn't continue. He stood up, looked at his watch and said, "I told your chairman that I bought you a two-hour vacation. Please go to a place with me."

Ding Yiyi remembered that when Yebo sent him to the company, he said that no matter who came to pick him up, he couldn't go with others. He hesitated and wavered when he saw uncle Xu's gentle eyes. After all, he was the one who helped him. Without him, his father wouldn't even have the money to see a doctor.

"Let's go, uncle Xu."

Half an hour later, the car stopped in front of a villa. The two-story villa was very quiet. There were two people standing in front of the villa.