The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Yebo walked up to the two of them and took the black bag that The man in black had handed over. He smiled, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "Our young master has invited you."

"Ah! Ah! So boring!" This was Ding Yiyi's fiftieth sigh. She had been in the room for more than ten hours, and the bodyguards didn't even let her go to the neighborhood garden.

The phone rang and she answered with a frown. "Hello, hello."

"Is this miss Ding Yiyi? We are from anai gum. I would like to ask if you would like to shoot an advertisement. Of course, the payment will not be low."

"I'm sorry, I don't shoot any commercials, and I don't accept interviews, thank you!" Ding Yiyi hung up the phone angrily. She couldn't remember the number of calls she made today to ask her for an advertisement.

Running up to the balcony on the second floor, she inhaled deeply, and the depression in her heart eased a little. Under the building, two The man in black were still patrolling, and a strange car was parked beside her.

Ding Yiyi looked at the roof of the car, but a familiar and intimate feeling emerged in her heart. She simply sat on the edge of the balcony and watched the car in a daze.

In the car, Ye Nianmo looked at her, his heart full of love for her, he wanted to immediately rush forward to comfort her, want to be by her side, but he could not, whether it was Ao Xue or Hoi Cheuk Hin or the people behind her who wanted to harm her, these became his resistance to approach her.

His fingers slowly tightened in the darkness when the phone suddenly rang and he let it ring until his clenched hand slowly loosened before he picked up the phone. "Hello."

"Young master, someone has been invited back."

Ding Yiyi, who was sitting in a daze on the balcony, watched the car start up. She suddenly felt a sense of disappointment. Her eyes followed the direction of the car leaving, and she couldn't help but move forward until she reached the edge of the balcony.

Ye group

The hall, which was supposed to be quiet and empty, slowly opened. A man in a suit and leather shoes strode in with a chill. Yebo walked up and nodded at him.

In the bright office, An Ran sat on the side with a livid face. Although Xu Weiren was calm, his eyes were cold.

"Ye Nianmo!" Seeing the man who pushed the door in, An Ran jumped up and punched him.

Yebo stepped forward to stop his fist and looked in the direction of the young master. Only when he shook his head did he shake off An Ran's fist.

"I once said that if you want to be your movie king, then don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with." Ye nianmo was stuck in a wide chair with sharp eyes.

An Ran looked at him, his peach blossom eyes filled with anger. "Tell me who I provoked!"

"What happened?" Xu Weiren suddenly spoke. He did not believe that ye nianmo would waste so much manpower and money to go to Rome to bring them back for no reason.

"I don't like people interrupting me." Ye Nianmo frowned and said unhappily.

An Ran laughed back in anger, made a scene with Xu Weiren, turned around and walked out the door, saying, "Coincidentally, I don't like talking to self-righteous people."

Ye bo wanted to stop them. Ye Nianmo waved his hand and said unhappily, "An Ran, my real name is serene. My father is a giant in the food industry, and my grandfather was the foreign minister before he retired."

"Enough!" An Ran turned around, looked at him angrily, and said word for word, "You investigate me."

"As I said, it's your fault for provoking the wrong people." Ye Nianmo walked forward and handed him a newspaper.

An Ran frowned and said, "I didn't do it. To be right, I wanted to do it, but I gave up."

"Why?" Ye Nianmo was curious.

"Silly big sister like her, bullying him makes me feel guilty!" An Ran glanced at him with a teasing tone.

Ye nianmo thought about it and nodded in agreement for the first time, but his brows furrowed. He believed what An Ran said. Although this man was scheming, he was not treacherous. If he said it wasn't him, then it really wasn't him.

All of a sudden, the office fell into silence. Everyone was thinking about the intention of the person who sent the photos. An Ran and Xu Weiren were wondering if someone would deliberately tarnish An Ran's image, and ye nianmo was thinking further. The person behind them might be Ding Yiyi. An Ran was just a pawn.

"I will issue a press conference tomorrow to clarify this matter." An Ran sighed. Xu Weiren frowned and tried to stop him. Going to the press conference now was undoubtedly pushing him to the edge of the wind.

"Now is not the time." Ye Nianmo opened his mouth and succeeded in attracting the attention of the people present. Xu Weiren understood, "You want to catch a big fish in the long run?"

Ye Nianmo looked out the window at the morning and the night, and said slowly, "I prefer the saying of catching turtles in a jar."

The lights of the Ye group were on all night, and the lights of Ding Yiyi's bedroom were on all night. Sadly, she found that she couldn't sleep.

In the morning, when she pressed the ticking alarm clock, Ding Yiyi struggled to get up and was startled by her disheveled self in the mirror.

Sitting in front of the computer, she typed the word' An Ran' into her browser and popped up the interface box.' all the newspapers were bought overnight. Is there any new power behind the scenes and who is the mysterious girl?

Ding Yiyi clicked on the interface. It was a bbs forum. She read it for a while before she realized that all the newspapers about her and An Ran were bought up overnight.

"Who could it be?" She mumbled and the doorbell rang downstairs. She went downstairs to open the door and was shocked to see the people outside. "Chu Qing."

"Sister yiyi." Ye Chuqing's face was haggard, and her delicate makeup could not conceal the bruises under her eyes. Ding Yiyi quickly opened the door to let her in and was surprised to see her dragging the suitcase.

"I'm leaving." Ye Chuqing came straight to the point.

"Where are we going!" Ding Yiyi looked at her anxiously, vaguely knowing why she was leaving. "Because of Zhuo Xuan and me?"

Ye Chuqing shook his head and chuckled. "For myself, I have been delayed so long that I forgot what my dream was like. I want to go to france to pursue my baking dream again."

Ding Yiyi's eyes ached, and her hand, which was hanging beside her, twisted her thigh slightly, reminding herself not to cry. She opened her mouth, her voice still choked with sobs. "Have you said goodbye to Zhuo Xuan?"

Ye Chuqing paused, shook his head slightly and said slowly, "No, I have to catch the plane." After that, she looked at her watch, dragged her suitcase and walked out. After a few steps, she stopped. Her eyes wandered around in a daze, then she looked out the window at the fallen tree trunk and burst into tears.

Ding Yiyi hugged her painfully. She took the opportunity to nestle in her arms and cried out, "It's too painful to love someone. I don't want to love anyone anymore!"

Not knowing how to comfort her, Ding Yiyi could only gently pat her on the back. As time passed, the cries in her arms changed from loud to small to a slight sob.

"Thank you, Sister yiyi. I wish you happiness." Ye Chuqing lowered his head and withdrew from her arms. His eyes were red. He turned around and grabbed the suitcase and ran out.

Ding Yiyi stood there, listening to the car start up, and then gradually walked away. Suddenly, there was an impulse to keep her.

She ran out in a frenzy and was stopped by the bodyguard. "Miss Yiyi, you'd better stay in your room now."

"Get out of the way!" She screamed, and the bodyguards raised their hands to block her advance. Ding Yiyi took a deep breath and said slowly, "I'm not going out. I'm just going to your employer, Mr. Hai."

The bodyguards glanced at each other and hesitated for a moment before finally making way. Ding Yiyi ran to Hoi Cheuk Hin's villa in one breath. The door was not closed. A cleaner was cleaning the door.

She slipped in and went straight up to the second floor. The corridor on the second floor echoed with the sound of the piano, sometimes in cadence, sometimes slowly flowing.

Seeing Ding Yiyi, Hoi Cheuk Hin didn't stop playing. He just turned his head slightly and said, "This is my favorite song."

"Chu qing is leaving." As soon as he finished speaking, the smooth piano sounded a little messy and paused. Hoi Cheuk Hin hid the shock in his eyes, and his slender fingers continued to move on the keyboard, melodiously removing them and ringing again.

Ding Yiyi walked over and pressed one hand on the keyboard. The piano made a loud noise. She said angrily, "She said she will never come back! I really missed it this time."

Hoi Cheuk Hin's back was straight and his hands were still pressed on the keyboard as if they were in the same position. He didn't take them back until a pair of gentle hands covered his shoulders.

"Zhuo Xuan, go ahead and follow your heart." Ding Yiyi looked at him and said softly.

Her words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake. His heart suddenly became so flustered that he could not help himself. It was as if he had lost something important. He stood up in a panic, knocked over a chair, staggered forward, and ran out the door before he could stand still.

At the airport, Ye Chuqing held her in his arms and whispered, "Mom, I finally know you're right. He won't be mine after all."

"Silly boy." Xia Yihan held back her tears and gently patted her back. Tears were about to burst out of her eyes uncontrollably. She hurriedly let go of her and turned her back to wipe her tears secretly.

Ye Zimo asked in a deep voice, "Have you brought your passport, money, and other supplies?"

Ye Chuqing nodded with tears in her eyes. She did not miss the flash of worry in her father's eyes. She did not want to cry anymore. She carried her suitcase and walked forward firmly.

"Wait a minute!" A faint voice came from behind the crowd. Ye Chuqing turned around and was obviously happy to see the person. "Yixuan!"

Li Yixuan walked up to her and looked down at her with a frown. "You're crying so hard that your makeup is ruined. Chanel's new mascara doesn't wear makeup. I'll buy it for you."

Ye Chuqing broke into tears and smiled. "Okay, mail it to me. Take care of yourself!"

Li Yixuan looked at her leisurely. "Use cash. It's close anyway." As soon as he finished speaking, he took out his passport and ticket from behind and waved it in front of Ye Chuqing, who was obviously stunned.