The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

She always felt that even if she didn't like herself, it didn't matter. After all, it was an accident for her to come to this world, but why was she able to turn away her humanity to such a degree that she didn't care about an injured person?!

Si could not answer. Ding Yiyi suddenly took a step forward, only a few centimeters away from her, so she had to retreat hastily.

Her high heels stepped into the soft soil and some crawled up to her trouser legs. She hurriedly shook her feet to get rid of the red killers.

"Hello!" Suddenly, a cold voice came from beside her. Si looked up awkwardly and quickly took off her sunglasses with one hand across her face.

The sudden light made her squint her eyes and shriek discontentedly, "Do you know any manners, kid?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Ding Yiyi had grabbed her scarf and moved closer to the woman she once wanted to lean on, get close to, and forgive. Ding Yiyi said slowly, "You inhuman species don't deserve me to be polite to you!"

Si's heart thumped. Ding Yiyi's expression was too frightening. She took two steps back and said sternly, "No matter what I did, I'm your mother! You're not afraid of thunder!"

As if to verify her words, there was a dull thunder in the sky, and it was raining cats and dogs. Screams and running splashes were heard from the roadside.

Ding Yiyi blinked. The rain fell from her curly eyelashes and pooled into a small puddle at her sharp chin.

A thunderbolt rang out and she burst into laughter. Si looked at her angrily and anxiously. "You're crazy!"

She hurried to open the door and slammed it shut with both hands. Ding Yiyi wiped the rain off his face and walked to the middle of the road with a smile.

"Did you just say that lei gong would hit me? Well, I swear here today that I, ding yiyi, don't have a mother like you. If I can't kill me today, I will never go back on my word!"

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and everything flashed in the rain. Ding Yiyi raised his head and spread his arms, letting the rain hit him hard in the face.

Not far away, the sound of thunder became more and more dull, distant and close, with a frightening rampage.

Si was shocked and cursed in a low voice, "Psycho!" She opened the door, as if afraid that Ding Yiyi would make trouble again, and locked it as soon as she got into the car.

Ding Yiyi watched as the car started and sped past her. The mud on the ground was splashed by the tires, wetting her white dress.

She looked at the blue porsche that was gradually disappearing into the rain, took a long breath, and finally ended it. She personally cut off the fragile, vulnerable and even wrong connection with her mother.

A car came slowly from behind her. She absent-mindedly backed away and accidentally knocked over one of the bicycles next to her. The overturned bicycle was driving another bicycle. At that time, dozens of cars were thrown into a heap like Domino's.

Xu Haoran kept looking into the rearview mirror. He always felt that the man who was holding the bicycle in the rain was a little like Ding Yiyi.

A car passed by them, and he hurriedly put away his thoughts and made way, worried that aoxue would get caught in the rain. After getting out of the car, he tilted the umbrella to her side. Aoxue glanced at his drenched shoulder and silently moved her eyes away.

In the ward, Ding Dacheng looked at Ding Yiyi's childhood photos on his phone one by one. When he saw Xu Haoran and aoxue outside the door, he was stunned, then his voice started to sink.

"It's you!"

Xu Haoran looked at Ao Xue strangely. "Do you know each other?"

Ao Xue walked slowly to Ding Dacheng and smiled. "Uncle ding," she paused and continued, "I didn't expect to see you again so soon."

Xu Haoran looked at ding Dacheng's grim face and hurriedly handed over the present in his hand. He smiled and said, "My name is Xu Haoran. Thank you for taking care of my daughter all these years."

"Xu Haoran?" Ding Dacheng's eyes finally moved away from aoxue and hesitated, "Are you that scientist?"

Xu Haoran nodded. "I'm just an ordinary father." As soon as he finished speaking, Ao Xue said, "Uncle, my father paid you for the accident!"

"Ao Xue!" Xu Haoran sternly stopped him, turned his head and slowed down his voice. "Brother ding, don't listen to the child. Yiyi is a very powerful child. She can be seen on tv now."

Ding Dacheng felt more and more sorry for yiyi. He stood up with his crutch. Xu Haoran went to help him. He shook his head. "I don't have any ability. Yiyi's career depends on you to support me."

Before Xu Haoran could say anything, Ao Xue took the lead. "Half the reason she's so popular is because of my dad. Who else would have bought the drinks that she endorses?"

"Ao Xue!" Xu Haoran was so angry that she slapped him. Ao Xue was so scared that her head slightly shrank back. She had never seen him so angry before. Didn't she just say a few words?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She looked at Xu Haoran stubbornly. Ding Yiyi stole my boyfriend. I'm her sister. Did she treat me like a sister? What did she do when I knelt down and begged her?"

"And you!" She turned to Ding Dacheng. "I told you about you and her stealing my boyfriend, but you still acquiesced to them being together. What kind of father are you?"

"Enough!" Ding Yiyi was shouting at the door. She looked at her own father in disbelief. She thought he would at least say a few words for her, but what? He actually ganged up with Ao Xue to bully his father.

"Yiyi, listen to me!" Xu Haoran stepped forward to explain. Ding Yiyi ignored him and walked straight to his father. "Dad, are you okay?"

"Snap!" A crisp slap sounded in the air. Ding Yiyi covered his face and took a few steps back. Xu Haoran tried to stop him, but he was a little slow.

Ding Dacheng looked at Ding Yiyi's face immediately swollen, and her heart was aching and angry. She turned around and looked at Ao Xue and said in a deep voice, "In the past, I spoiled her too much, so subconsciously indulged her behavior, but we Ding family will never do such things as bullying teachers to exterminate their ancestors and snatching their own sister men. Now she does it, it's my fault!"

"Snap!" The sound of a heavy slap rang out again, and Ding Yiyi threw herself on it, crying, desperately pulling away his father's still hand, sobbing, "Dad, don't do this!"

Xu Haoran hurriedly stepped forward. "Brother ding, let them handle the children themselves. You're still sick. Don't get angry."

Ding Dacheng turned around, one hand on the edge of the table, the other holding up a slow and weak sway. "I'm sorry to trouble you this time. I'm a little uncomfortable. Please go back first."

Xu Haoran looked at Ding Yiyi and saw that she moved her face away from him, so she turned around and left with a sigh. Ao Xue followed closely behind.

"Ao Xue." The sound of rain outside the window gradually faded, and Ding Yiyi's voice was clear and cold.

Ding Yiyi straightened up and looked at Ao Xue who turned around. "This is the second time you've hurt my father. From today on, I won't let you go."

Aoxue froze, then sneered. Just as she was about to speak, her arm was firmly held by Xu Haoran. Xu Haoran gave her a serious look, then looked apologetically at Ding Yiyi, who had already turned away and stopped talking.

The rain outside the window made the temperature in the room even lower. The nurse, who had been staying by the side and didn't dare to exit, looked at Ding Yiyi standing at the window uneasily in her chair.

Ding Dacheng opened the drawer with a grim face, trying to find a cigarette, but only a lighter. He slammed the drawer shut, and the loud noise frightened Ding Yiyi who was standing at the window.

As soon as she looked back, Ding Dacheng saw clearly half of her red and swollen face, and his heart ached so much that he threw his fist at his chest.

"Dad!" Ding Yiyi was so frightened that his face paled. He rushed over and hugged his arm. Tears that he had been holding back all along flowed down his face, making his swollen face even scarier.

Ding Dacheng also cried. He touched her swollen cheeks with trembling hands. "Dad's not good. It's dad who should be hit. It's dad who didn't educate you well."

Ding Yiyi shook his head as hard as he could, crying in his arms, and venting his grievances.

At night, Ding Yiyi lay motionless on the bed in the room. The swelling on her cheek had gradually faded. She pressed her injured cheek heavily on the pillow, and the slight pain made her more awake.

Not far away, dad's bed moved, followed by the sound of the cabinet being gently opened. Ding Dacheng lit up his phone and took the photo in his hand, sighing for a long time.

"Mother, it's my fault for not teaching her well and letting her steal her sister's boyfriend, but I know yiyi really likes that kid, and I can't stop them."

The shadows of the trees swayed outside the window, blending in with the whispers in the room. Ding Yiyi lay on her side, tears silently falling from her eyes, along her nostrils like her mouth, bitter as her mood.

The night seemed to be very short. It was only a moment when Ding Yiyi closed his eyes and looked out the window at the world of ice and snow.

Her breath fainted on the frosted glass, and the nurse came in. "Mr. Ding, it's time for recovery."

Ding Dacheng nodded silently. After what happened yesterday, he didn't know how to face his daughter.

"Dad." Ding Yiyi wiped the frost off the window with his red hand and turned around with a smile, "I'll get you some warm clothes when I get home later."

Ding Dacheng nodded and suddenly remembered something, "Remember to get yourself a glove and put it on the top left side of the closet."

Ding Yiyi nodded and the two fell silent again. Ding Dacheng took the lead in pushing the wheelchair around to avoid the awkward moment.

Ye Nianmo was waiting under a huge statue in Times square, which was funded by the Ye group, and not far from Times square, the tower in International shopping centre glowed red.