The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Ye Nianmo frowned. He still doubted Ao Xue, but occasionally wondered if he could pursue his love so peacefully if Ao Xue was really bullied by the bad guys.

Xu Haoran saw all his troubles. He silently patted him on the shoulder and said in an old voice, "No matter who you choose, try not to hurt them. This is a father's request."

When ye nianmo pushed the door open again, it was already late at night, and the orange light hit the girl by the bed's face.

Ding Yiyi rested his hand on his cheek and dozed off with his head slightly up and down. He gently approached her and covered her with a blanket on the sofa.

No matter how soft his voice was, Ding Yiyi jumped up like a kitten. When she saw him, she froze and thought he wouldn't come.

"Why, are you surprised to see me?" He was in a good mood and reached out to scratch the tip of her nose.

She randomly pulled her head to hide her panic. He didn't want her to be embarrassed, so he put his eyes on the bed and asked softly, "Uncle ding isn't awake yet?"

Ding Yiyi nodded, his voice full of sorrow. "Even the doctor can't tell when dad will wake up. I never thought that life would be so fragile."

Holding her with both hands, she raised her head with her eyes red. Ye Nianmo's eyes were so bright against the yellow light that he said, "So we should cherish any chance of being together."

She wanted to let go and avoid the topic, but he tightened his grip. "My mother didn't object anymore, neither did uncle Xu. I believe there will be fewer and fewer obstacles between us."

The closer happiness came, the more cautious Ding Yiyi became. She frowned, but there was not much surprise in her heart. "But what about Ao Xue?"

She felt a momentary pause in the hand she was holding when she said this, and it was precisely this momentary pause that almost caused her tiny faith to collapse.

"Let go. With aoxue around, we can't be happy." She bitterly looked back at her father on the bed, not letting her tears fall.

Ye Nianmo's heart ached when he heard these words, but he knew that her heart hurt when she said those words. He only paused for a second and held his hand tighter. "Ao Xue is a responsibility to me. I may never get rid of it in my whole life. I don't want to lie to you, but I'm also your responsibility."

Ding Yiyi widened his eyes and said in disbelief, "Why are you my responsibility?"

He smiled and placed her hand on his chest, letting her feel the beating heart in her chest. A deep voice sounded in the quiet room, dispelling the cold in the room. He said, "You take away my heart, my emotions, my happiness. Do you think you should be responsible for me?"

Ding Yiyi was startled by his roguish look. When did he become so cunning?

After a long time, Ding Yiyi's hesitant voice sounded in the room. "But I don't have confidence." She was not confident that the two of them could shoulder the responsibility of Ao Xue together, and she was not confident that they could walk towards happiness with him.

Ye Nianmo gently pecked her eyelids with a kiss. "Then get your confidence back."

"What's wrong?" She froze.

Ye Nianmo answered with ease and determination. "Get Hoi Cheuk Hin back and beat him up. Tell him I'm going to get you back."

They had a good night's talk, and the two of them had a poor amount of sleep. Early in the morning, Yebo brought in a nurse at the young master's command.

"Don't worry, Miss Yiyi. I'll tell you as soon as Mr. Ding wakes up." Ye bo stood up straight.

With Yebo's help, the two of them went out of the hospital, but Hoi Cheuk Hin became a problem. "Last time I saw Zhuo Xuan in the alley, he was so drunk that Chu Qing was with her."

Ding Yiyi was very worried at the thought of that scene. Ye Nianmo was no better. She couldn't reach Chu Qing these days. If she hadn't reported to the Ye family on the public phone every night, the Ye family would have sent people to search the whole city.

They went back to the alley where Ding Yiyi met the two of them. Ding Yiyi's phone was still left in the corner. She picked it up and sighed.

"Your phone?" Ye Nianmo asked with a frown. Ding Yiyi nodded, took out an old phone from his bag, and blinked, "Fortunately, I have a spare."

Ye Nianmo looked at the same cell phone that had been broken and was curious. "Your cell phone should be going out of production soon."

She nodded regretfully, caressing the phone in her hand and said, "That was the first phone my mother gave me. After that, I could make money and buy the same one."

Before she could feel sad, the phone wreckage in her hand was snatched away. Ye nianmo pulled her up with a big hand and threw the wreckage out of her hand, leaving no trace of her.

"Forget what should be forgotten." He said indifferently.

The two looked around where Hoi Cheuk Hin might have gone, and even went to the Lin family. Lin Ling was in a very low mood and shook his head with red eyes.

At dusk, the car was parked in front of the dam, and the shimmering water reflected the yellow that had disappeared on the horizon.

"What should we do?" Ding Yiyi looked dejectedly at the water. Ye Nianmo leaned against the car window and looked at the dam not far away. A father and son were fishing. The son seemed impatient. He ran here and was reprimanded by the man beside him. Then he sat down obediently.

"I think I know where he is." Ye Nianmo restarted the car and it left like an arrow.

In the cemetery, the cold wind became colder and the branches became drier. It was the place where there was no chance and hope to truly experience the death of a life.

One tombstone after another stood on the open grass, and they all slept together. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, a night cat lazily jumped from one tombstone to another, and its blue eyes looked at the two people not far away.

Ye Chuqing sneezed and wrapped his coat tightly around her. The last warmth of the sun came from her.

Hoi Cheuk Hin, who had been standing motionless in front of the tombstone, turned his head, his face full of indifference. "You go back."

"I don't!" Ye Chuqing hurriedly stood beside him and swore his will. Hoi Cheuk Hin frowned slightly and turned to look at the tombstone.

The person in the photo is still a kind of elegant, only standing here, his heart can be temporarily relieved, so that he will not live so much as die.

The phone suddenly rang, and Ye Chuqing picked it up in a flurry. "Yixuan!"

Something seemed to be saying on the other end of the phone. Ye Chuqing whispered, "I'm sorry I'm not going back to france for the time being. I'm sorry! I'll take good care of myself!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Chuqing looked apologetically at the tombstone. Answering the phone here just now might have disturbed uncle Hai.

"Another wretch." Hoi Cheuk Hin looked at the tombstone with a mocking smile.

Ye Chuqing didn't hear it clearly and asked, "Elder brother Zhuoxuan, what did you say?"

"I said," he suddenly turned around and said word for word, "Don't you know that Li Yixuan has always liked you?!"

"No way! He's always encouraging me to chase you." When Ye Chuqing finished speaking, he felt that he was being too explicit and quickly averted his eyes.

Just as Hoi Cheuk Hin was about to speak, his eyes fell on the speeding car not far away. He straightened up and looked at the two people who were getting out of the car and approaching.

Ye Chuqing shouted nervously, "Brother!"

Ye Nianmo glanced at Ye Chuqing and punched him in the jaw, "This is for aunt lin. Do you know how long she cried?"

Hoi Cheuk Hin straightened up and looked straight at him. Soon, he was punched in the stomach again. "This is for my mother. Do you know how much she blames herself for worrying that you're going crazy?"

Hoi Cheuk Hin was punched in the lower abdomen. "This is for Chu Qing. For that stupid reason, you've made her sad for decades!"

"Finally! This is for Ding Yiyi. She's been crying for so long!" Ye Nianmo raised his fist and punched himself in the chest.

"Brother! Elder brother Zhuoxuan!" Ye Chuqing cried and wanted to step forward. Ding Yiyi pulled her back and shook her head in silence. It was their unique way of redeeming their friendship.

The two men at the scene were gasping for air. Hoi Cheuk Hin held the tombstone with his hands in a mess and suddenly roared at Ye Nianmo with his fists waving.

Ye Nianmo did not dodge. He received a punch on his cheek. He wiped his torn lips and said coldly, "Come again."

Hoi Cheuk Hin waved his fists in a muffled voice. The muffled sound from the collision of muscles and muscles was enough to prove that both of them used most of their strength.

The night came and the sky was bright. On the dewy grass, the two men stood by each other. Ye Chuqing cried and wiped the blood from Hoi Cheuk Hin's mouth with his sleeve.

Ye Nianmo staggered to his feet and looked at Hoi Cheuk Hin coldly, "Construction has not resumed in International shopping centre."

Hoi Cheuk Hin lowered his head and covered his eyes with his bangs, unable to see his face clearly. Ye Nianmo's figure swayed, and Ding Yiyi hurriedly stepped forward to hold him.

He took the opportunity to circle around her waist and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned around, his torn mouth still pulling out a big smile, "Hey! I don't want to give up Ding Yiyi to you. She's mine."

Ye Nianmo left with wounds all over his body. At night in the hotel, Ye Chuqing slept unsteadily, tossing and turning, and seemed to be muttering something.

Hoi Cheuk Hin sat on the floor by the window, his face hidden away from the bedside lamp. Ye Chuqing rolled over again, frowning.

He reached out his hand and gently touched her with his ring finger, which brought back similar memories.

Ye Chuqing's ring finger moved slightly, and the anxious expression on his face calmed down. He moved slightly and fell into a deeper sleep.

He let go of his fingers, took a deep look at him, got up and left the room. In the early hours of the morning, only young people were left on the streets.