The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Brother Ye, is Young master ye okay?" Several bodyguards with him hesitated to step forward. Yebo waved his hand to signal the two to follow.

"Bang!" The sound of chairs and tables touching each other suddenly sounded on the second floor. The two of them looked at each other in surprise. Ye Nianmo whispered, "Stay here honestly!"

She saw him using the flower bed to nimbly climb up the window sill on the second floor, and soon his figure disappeared. The afternoon sun slanted the house into two pieces.

Ding Yiyi was standing in the shade, cold and quiet. She looked at the sunlight hitting the window sill on the second floor and felt abandoned.

Her mind controlled her movements, and when her mind returned, she was already sitting on the windowsill on the second floor.

The second floor was a utility room, and as soon as she climbed down the windowsill, she almost tripped over the messy chairs.

She carefully moved her steps and her heart was pounding. Subconsciously, she covered her chest and looked around cautiously.

Outside the room on the second floor, a faint voice came from the roof, and the sudden thought of the barking of a dog refreshed her.

Ding Yiyi ran up to the attic. The door of the attic was half open and Ye Nianmo was half hidden behind the door.

"Why did you do that?" Ye Nianmo did not notice Ding Yiyi. Everything in the room was too frightening. Even he was surprised.

"I didn't do anything?" In the dark room, Mo Shuangling stood in the middle of a pile of bottles and cans and looked at him innocently. Sunlight streamed in through the thick curtains, illuminating a submerged jar on the windowsill that contained the body of a rat.

There was a rotten smell all over the room, which made Ye Nianmo nauseous. His eyes fell on the chopping board in front of Mo Shuangling. A rabbit with broken ears was lying on it, dying. In the huge cage next to him, cheng bao was lying on his stomach listlessly.

"Treasure!" Ding Yiyi's voice surprised both of them. Ye Nianmo immediately turned around and held her in his arms. He didn't want her to see this, but he was a step late.

Ding Yiyi's body was a little stiff. After a few minutes of silence in his doubt, he left his arms trembling.

What was she looking at? Dark red blood flowed to the ground. Some were frozen and some were still fresh. A few flies buzzed around the blood. Dozens of jars were placed in the room, big and small. The jars were filled with dead animals.

"Cheng bao! What did you do to cheng bao?" Ding Yiyi screamed. After a brief moment of surprise, Mo Shuangling's face gradually became excited. She walked to the iron cage where cheng bao was being held, and the scalpel in her hand rattled the cage.

"This dog is not yours, it should be mine! Unfortunately, it only cut off one ear and ran away. Look, I've prepared the best container for it."

Mo Shuangling looked at cheng bao's shiny dog fur infatuatedly. Cheng bao saw Ding Yiyi sobbing for a while, then he collapsed.

"Treasure!" Ding Yiyi tried to rush over, but her wrist was caught again. Ye Nianmo pulled off her tie and nimbly tied her hand to the doorknob.

"Let me go!" Ding Yiyi struggled and screamed. Her hands rubbed against each other, but she couldn't break free. Ye Nianmo saw red marks on her wrists and felt a dull pain in her heart. "Be good. Be quiet."

"I don't want to be quiet. Let me go!" Ding Yiyi had no way to think. She just wanted to save cheng bao and tie her up so she could do nothing.

Her lips were suddenly wet, and she fell into a pair of bright eyes. His eyes were like the sea of stars, which made people suddenly calm down.

Ye Nianmo left, wiping the glitter off her lips with his thumb. His voice was a little hoarse. "Be good, don't make a scene."

"Don't you like Ao Xue?" Mo Shuangling looked at them with an odd expression. She used to wonder why the rich and beautiful ye nianmo chose her, but after seeing Ao Xue who looked a little similar to her, she realized that she might be her substitute, but it didn't seem like that today!

Ye Nianmo unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and walked into the room casually. "Chat time is over."

Mo Shuangling looked at him cautiously with a knife in his hands. "Don't come over, or I'll cut it!"

Ye nianmo chuckled, but her steps were steady, but she slowed down deliberately. Her eyes were heavy, as if she were an elegant young man, but there was a fierce aura around her.

"Don't come over!" Mo Shuangling watched him get closer and closer, putting the knife on cheng bao, who was already drowsy and defenseless, in the cage.

"No! Don't go over there. She'll hurt cheng bao!" Ding Yiyi watched from the side as the knife sank deep into the skin of the treasure and cried out in a heartbreaking voice. Ye Nianmo ignored it and walked towards Mo Shuangling step by step.

"You forced me!" Mo Shuangling raised his knife high and stabbed it into the cage.

"No!!" Ding Yiyi slid to the ground and closed his eyes trembling. The room sank into a deathly state. Mo Shuangling watched in disbelief as Ye Nianmo held the knife in his hand and blood dripped into the cage.

Cheng bao felt something and struggled with a roar. Mo Shuangling was startled and let go of his hand in a daze. The knife fell to the ground and made a crisp clang.

"No, you came up on your own. I didn't do anything." Mo Shuangling stared at Ye Nianmo's palm like a demon.

Ye Nianmo took out her cell phone and said a few simple words, then walked back to ding yiyi. She closed her eyes and trembled, suddenly falling into a warm embrace.

Ye Nianmo gently hugged her and said, "I'm sorry to scare you."

Cheng bao broke free from the cage and ran to Ding Yiyi, licking her as hard as he could. Each man and each dog hugged her happily.

Outside the house, the sun completely disappeared from the horizon, and inside the house, it was even darker, leaving only Mo Shuangling, who was huddled in a corner.

"Young master!" After receiving the call from young master, Yebo rushed over and saw the things in the room changed greatly.

"Contact a psychiatrist." Ye Nianmo branded the next sentence, his eyes looking through the house bottles and jars of blood on the table, lying on the broken ear cat, for a long time, his eyelids slightly retracted, the pain in his eyes wiped away, leaving only the same indifference for thousands of years.

Ding Yiyi held cheng bao in his arms and saw Ye Nianmo walking past him. Subconsciously, he wanted to grab his hand, but it fell through.

She looked at her empty hand and lowered her head mockingly. Ye Nianmo looked at her with a complicated expression. His injured hand was hidden in his coat. The blood had already solidified and the pain of his skin splitting woke him up.

He didn't want her to see him hurt, so he subconsciously avoided her outstretched hand, but hurt her even more, as if he wanted her to be happy, and then personally pushed her into the abyss.

He turned around and a faint voice came from behind him. "Ye Nianmo, let's not meet again."

Ding Yiyi's heart was wrenched, but he stopped and strode forward.

"Miss Yiyi!" Ye bo asked as she leaned against the door in a hurry. Ding Yiyi smiled at him subconsciously, but he didn't know how sad her smile looked.

"The devil's retreat" became a hit, after the rumor of movie king and the sudden announcement of emily, the actress, that the movie had not yet been released, the news had garnered a lot of attention.

Dozens of people gathered at the celebration party in the hotel. It was rare for movie king An Ran to attend the celebration party, which made the hotel official as if he was facing a formidable enemy, setting up multiple security guards inside and outside.

Director wu walked to Ding Yiyi with a glass of wine and said with a smile, "Yiyi, if this treasure is a person, I will help it apply for the hundred flowers award this year!"

Ding Yiyi hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth and stood up, smiling foolishly. She didn't know who was around to give her a glass of wine. She hesitated whether to drink it or not.

"Drink it. If you don't drink it, you won't give me face as an old man." Director wu flushed and urged.

Ding Yiyi brought the glass closer, and the smell of alcohol made her frown. An Ran said quietly, "Director wu, are you sure you want Ding Yiyi to drink?"

He bit Ding Yiyi very hard. Director wu was still dizzy, and he woke up a lot from his words. How could he forget that there was a huge backer behind Ding Yiyi?

"Drink, drink!" There were already people around. Director wu changed her appearance and grabbed her glass. She said in a righteous tone, "Stop drinking. Drinking is not good for your health!"

The door was slammed, and Director wu saw someone greet him happily. "Isn't this secretary ye? Where's Young master ye?" He greeted ye bo as he looked out the door.

Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. Yebo was always by his side. Does Yebo's presence mean he's here too?

"Young master ye didn't come today." Yebo glanced at Ding Yiyi as if nothing had happened, then said, "I'm here to convey Young master ye's greetings to everyone. Today's meal is all on Young master ye's head."

An Ran looked at Ding Yiyi thoughtfully. She smiled indifferently, took the glass in Director wu's hand and drank it up.

It was a long night. After three rounds of drinking, there were not many people left at the dinner table. An Ran and Xu Weiren had already slipped away. Director wu was also chased home by his wife.

"Yiyi, do you have any family or close friends? I'll have her pick you up."

"Best friend? I have a best friend. My best friend's name is Song Mengjie!" Ding Yiyi giggled and took out her phone to press the number. When her colleagues saw that her hands were shaking, they simply took it over.

After a few words, the colleague hung up and said, "Just wait. Your best friend will pick you up later."

Ding Yiyi lay on the table and muttered, "No, she won't. I broke her heart."

Half an hour later, a tall, hot, beautiful woman walked into the private room and stunned everyone present.