The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xu Haoran motioned for her to get out of the car and enter. Inside the door sat a doctor and two nurses. When they saw him, the doctor shook his head."

Xu Haoran nodded, walked to the staircase, turned around and motioned for Ding Yiyi to follow, but she was a little scared and felt a sense of resistance for no reason.

"Let's go." Xu Haoran smiled kindly at her, and Ding Yiyi hurriedly followed. The second floor was very large, but there was only one room, and the huge european-style milky white door was tightly closed.

Xu Haoran opened the door, and Ding Yiyi's heart was in his throat. There was no one in the room, and his heart suddenly fell.

Xu Haoran frowned and walked to the closet. He knocked on the door and said, "Xue, come out quickly."

It was Ao Xue! Ding Yiyi approached the closet, and there was a small noise coming from it. Ding Yiyi did not know what had happened to Ao Xue!

Xu Haoran saw that there was no movement in the wardrobe and hurriedly pulled it open. Ao Xue was curled up in a corner in a white ankle white dress and pajamas, and the wound on his arm was shocking.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I'm sick." Ao Xue cried sadly, her eyes swept over Ding Yiyi's shocked face, and her heart was filled with joy. She wanted to force Ye Nianmo to appear so that Ye Nianmo would never dare leave him!

Xu Haoran took her out of her arms and put her on the bed, comforting her in a soft voice. Ao Xue suddenly struggled to get up, turned over and knelt in front of Ding Yiyi. "Don't take him away. I'm so sad. Please give him back to me. I can take my life!"

As she spoke, she pressed down on the wound on her wrist, and blood flowed out. Xu Haoran went to call the doctor in a panic. Ding Yiyi was so scared that he kept retreating. In an instant, she saw Ao Xue slightly change the direction of his knee and stagger away from her face.

Was it an illusion? Feeling that aoxue was doing this consciously at that moment, Ding Yiyi was frightened by her own thoughts. A few people walked past her and the doctor said seriously, "The patient is in a unstable mood. Please stay away for a while."

Xu Haoran brought Ding Yiyi back to the living room. He smiled bitterly and said, "That's why I brought you here."

"You want me to leave Nian Mo." Ding Yiyi said word for word, and he nodded. "If Ao Xue is not sick, then I will definitely let you compete fairly and never interfere. But she is sick, and I can't leave her alone!"

Ding Yiyi pursed her lips, no matter how rational she was to persuade herself to let go of Ye Nianmo, but every time this thought appeared, her heart ached uncontrollably.

"Daughter!" Outside the door, a well-dressed woman with exquisite makeup suddenly walked in. Ding Yiyi was a little stunned.

Si, of course, saw Ding Yiyi, but still walked up to her as if he didn't know her, and cried out, "Miss, our aoxue really has deep feelings. Can you let them go?"

Ding Yiyi lowered his head and did not speak, but his eyes caught sight of a bracelet on the woman's wrist. Somehow, he felt a little familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere at home.

Seeing that she didn't speak, si's tone suddenly changed and her voice became sharp. "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Ye Nianmo and my daughter are already together. You're the third party!"

"Enough!" Xu Haoran stopped Si. She froze, wiped her tears, glared at Ding Yiyi and hurried upstairs.

Ding Yiyi was still immersed in the bracelet design that he had just seen. Where did he see it?

In the room, Si changed her sad mood and ran to the dresser to fix her makeup without looking at Ao Xue lying on the bed.

Ao Xue, who had only been relying on nutrition for a few days and had lost too much blood, was in a state of lethargy. When he saw his mother come in, he went to fix her makeup and smiled sarcastically.

Si said as he applied his eyelashes, "Keep doing this, and Ye Nianmo will have to obey."

"Mom, I hate myself for this." Ao Xue looked down at the wound on his wrist. When did he have to use these methods to grab a man's heart?

Afraid that she would regret it, Si hurriedly walked back to her bed and looked down at her. "Think about what you're doing now so you can stay with Ye Nianmo." "Together?" Ao Xue gritted his teeth and nodded

After coming out of the villa, Ding Yiyi did not know how long she had been walking, nor did she know the time. All she knew was that the sky had turned from light to dark, the scenery on the roadside had changed and changed, and she was still on the road.

A car sped past her and then slammed on the brakes. She continued walking without knowing it until her shoulder was caught.

Ye Nianmo looked at her anxiously. He was afraid that uncle Xu would look for her, so he kept Yebo there, but he didn't expect to miss it.

"Yiyi, Ao Xue is sick, but it's not your fault. Leave it to me." Ye Nianmo looked at her pale face and his heart ached.

"Her hand has such a long cut that blood keeps flowing." Ding Yiyi hastily drew on his arm, trying to tell him what a frightening sight he had seen.

"I know, I know, everything is mine." Ye Nianmo kissed her hair, gently patted her back, and comforted her gently.

It was dark, and the car was speeding in the wind. Ye Nianmo tilted his head slightly and looked at the absent-minded Ding Yiyi.

The car stopped in the hallway. He unbuckled his seat belt and held her cheek with both hands to prevent her from escaping. "What did uncle Xu say?"

Ding Yiyi denied as if he had touched a spring. Ye nianmo's eyes darkened. Ding Yiyi leaned forward and leaned lightly on his shoulder, "Let's go and bring the Cheng Bao home."

Ye Nianmo knew she had something on her mind, but he hated himself for not being able to do anything about it. He put on his seat belt again and the car turned in the other direction.

Ye family. Ye Chuqing was about to go out with her satchel. She was so happy to see Ding Yiyi that she hugged her tightly.

"Where are you going?" Ye Nianmo asked in a deep voice, "Going to see An Ran again?" Ding Yiyi also looked at Ye Chuqing curiously. It turned out that she liked An Ran too.

Ye Chuqing nodded and said with a smile, "People have to have something they like. Otherwise, they will be addicted to the emotions they can't get. They will go crazy easily."

"Woof woof!" A dog barked from the second floor, and the Cheng Bao rushed towards Ding Yiyi, each holding a dog in a ball. Ding Yiyi was licked all over his face.

"So lively?" From the moment Hoi Cheuk Hin entered, Ye Chuqing's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he quickly lowered his head to see if he was being inappropriate.

After greeting Ding Yiyi Ye Nianmo, he turned his eyes to Ye Chuqing and said gently, "Do you have time today? A chamber of commerce requested to bring a female companion to the event. You know I don't have a female companion, so I only need your sister's help."

Ye Chuqing's expression gradually lost its luster, and his face was obviously sad, but it was full of smiles. "Okay."

Hoi Cheuk Hin turned to Ding Yiyi and said, "Yiyi, do you want to go with me? I heard that some jewelry designers are going too. You can talk to each other."

Ye Chuqing looked at Ding Yiyi with a pleading look in his eyes. Of course, Ding Yiyi understood what she meant and shook his head. "No, I have something else to do."

Hoi Cheuk Hin nodded at ye Chu Qing and left. The housekeeper happened to come in and was happy to see Ye Nianmo, "Young master, it's been a long time since you came back to live. Madam misses you very much."

"Didn't his room leak?" Ding Yiyi asked curiously.

"A leak?" The housekeeper asked Ye Nianmo strangely. How could he not know that there was a leak in the Ye family room?

Ye Nianmo quietly swept past the butler. How could he not understand the butler who had been working in the Ye family for decades? He immediately answered, "Yes, the leak is too serious, ah!"

Ding Yiyi held back his laughter and refused to expose them. Ye nianmo pulled her towards the door. The butler shouted behind her back, "Madam is coming back. Young master, won't you wait?"

Ding Yiyi felt his pace quicken a lot. She felt that Ye Nianmo didn't seem to want to see aunt Xia very much.

On the way back, Ding Yiyi suddenly wanted to go back to the house being rebuilt. Ye nianmo wanted to send her there, but she shook her head and refused.

He thought she wanted to be quiet and didn't want to push too hard. He put Ding Yiyi down at the entrance of the alley. Ding Yiyi watched the car disappear around the corner and slowly walked in.

The construction team at home was working in the heat of the day. She watched quietly. In the corner of the yard, there were a lot of things that had been moved out of the house. She simply walked to the pile of things and checked them one by one.

The sundries were mostly some of her toys when she was a child. She found a broken toy trojan horse and remembered that the family had already started to decline at that time. In order to make a birthday gift for her, her parents went to the carpenter's shop to learn how to make wooden toys. At that time, many children envied her.

Under the wooden toy was a slightly dilapidated notebook. She opened it curiously, and the handwriting inside made her heart skip a beat.

It was her mother's note. Why didn't she see it when she was sorting out her belongings? Ignoring the damp and messy ground, she simply sat down and the Cheng Bao stayed by her side.

"On the first day, little yiyi didn't drink milk. I was so worried that I had no choice but to feed her with rice paste. I didn't expect her to eat so happily. This child looks like a king with a big stomach!"

"On the 26th day, the little guy was very naughty today and knocked over the rice. I glared at her. She thought she had done something wrong. In fact, it was because my heart ached. The warm rice scalded her."

"The third hundred days..."

Ding Yiyi looked at them page by page, tears flowing down her face, and memories of her childhood flooded into her mind, as if her mother had never left her side.

The thin notebook was quickly turned over, but the last two pages were stuck together. Ding Yiyi didn't want to break the notebook, so he didn't want to tear it apart.