The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

In the warm coffee shop, the air conditioning was continuously powered, and the whole place looked warm. A light-colored cat was lying on the side of the checkout table, sleeping soundly. Occasionally, its paws were stretched forward, not knowing what kind of dream it was having.

"Where's Chu Qing?" Ding Yiyi sucked on the hot milk, her cheeks flushed from the steam.

"She's with Li Yixuan. They're packing." Hoi Cheuk Hin glanced at the scarf around her neck. If he was right, the scarf should be Ye Nianmo's.

"You're leaving!" Ding Yiyi asked in a hushed voice. The cat on the checkout counter seemed to have woken up as well, and its head rubbed against yu ruyi, who was lying in front of the counter.

Hoi Cheuk Hin nodded. "Get ready to walk around. The first stop is france."

"Then chuqing." Ding Yiyi asked hesitantly, afraid of hearing the answer that would disappoint her.

"She's going too." Hoi Cheuk Hin stirred the black coffee in her cup and answered slowly. Ding Yiyi took a long sigh of relief, but her heart was wrenched again. If they were really together, how would she tell Meng Jie that her friendship with her could never be recovered?

Hoi Cheuk Hin crossed his hands on the table and sighed. "I came to you today to apologize for what I did to make use of you."

Ding Yiyi shook his head. "Maybe it's not me you should be sorry about. It's Meng Jie."

He nodded without saying a word. The college students at the table were talking in a low voice. There was no embarrassment between them. Ding Yiyi had a steaming glass of milk in his hands. His thoughts flew to the top floor of International shopping centre and then to song mengjie.

"I will personally tell her to help you resolve this misunderstanding." Hoi Cheuk Hin stood up, took out his wallet, and put two red notes on the table.

Ding Yiyi nodded. She felt that he was definitely not going to apologize to her today. Sure enough, Hoi Cheuk Hin, who had already got up, sat down again and glanced at her. "You'd better be careful of Ao Xue."

"Why?" Ding Yiyi's heart thumped. His tone and expression were too serious to be ignored.

Hoi Cheuk Hin stood up again, leaving resolutely. He repeated word for word, "Remember, Ao Xue is definitely not as harmless as he seems."

Hoi Cheuk Hin left, but left more questions. Ding Yiyi shook her head and sprawled on the table. After a long time, she suddenly jumped up. How could she forget that she was going to work today?

As soon as she arrived at the company, someone told her that Qiubai was in the chairman's office. Ding Yiyi went to the top of the road and heard Qiubai's loud voice as soon as he stepped out of the elevator.

"Didn't the company give you this variety show before? Why are you going back on your word now? The preview has been aired several times. Do you understand how much this has affected her?"

Qiubai's chest shook violently, and the middle-aged man in the chair suddenly said, "An Ran is ready to develop in hollywood."

"What?" Qiubai was stunned. She knew that it was only a matter of time before An Ran went to the international stage. She did not expect to be mentioned at this time.

The man played with his cigar and looked at her meaningfully, "That variety show was An Ran's last public appearance on a variety show, and the company's top management had a daughter who was interested in entering the entertainment industry."

Qiubai wasn't stupid. It seemed that the company wanted to use An Ran's last chance on a variety show to promote a daughter of the company's top management.

Thinking about how much hype the last girl on stage with movie king was worth, she knew that the company's decision would not change this time and had to leave.

In the hall, Qiubai hesitated when she saw Ding Yiyi. She still didn't know how to say it. Ding Yiyi was able to gain a foothold in the advertising industry in large part because the Ye group had another mysterious power to support it. Is it time to ask Young master ye for help now?

"I know all about it." Ding Yiyi pulled her to sit in front of her, and Qiubai was able to fight for her, which surprised her.

Qiubai comforted him, "Why don't you go talk to Young master ye and tell him that it's not a problem for him to play."

Ding Yiyi shook his head. "I rejected him not long ago. I said I would never see him again."

Qiubai approached her suspiciously with the back of his hand covering her forehead, "What's going on? There's no fever. How can you let Young master ye go?"

Ding Yiyi pulled her cold hand down helplessly. She could say it easily, but her tone was not deceiving. Qiu bai sighed. "Let me call and ask An Ran what's going on."

"An Ran probably won't answer the phone right now." Ding Yiyi said confidently. Qiubai dialed, and sure enough, it went straight to voicemail.

Although the news that An Ran was going to hollywood was not announced, the reporters would definitely know these things through this channel, so his phone must not be able to get through. Thinking of this, Qiubai sighed heavily.

"How's your father?" She tried to change the subject, and Ding Yiyi was much more relaxed. She nodded. "It's much better. The blood clot in the brain is gradually shrinking. As long as the clot can reduce the swelling, it can be discharged."

Qiubai nodded, took out a card from her bag and stuffed it into her hand. "This is the last price you paid for the jewelry you bought last time. I didn't expect that woman's jewelry design to be quite popular."

Ding Yiyi took the card and smiled perfunctorily. "Really?"

Qiubai nodded. "Her career has been going smoothly. I heard that the model used her jewelry in the latest show. They said that she had a mysterious backer behind her. Her family seems to be from the second generation of the army, and that backer itself seems to be very famous."

Qiubai said a lot. Seeing that ding yiyi was still out of the situation, she thought she was unhappy and sighed, "You gave up the matter of docking with the designers in Paris, otherwise your star path would be good."

Ding Yiyi smiled at her and stretched out to stop her. "It looks like I don't have a job now. I'll go back to the hospital and see my dad."

Qiubai looked at her back and her eyes fell on a plaid scarf in the sofa. It was a luxury brand in Italy. She grabbed the scarf and rushed out. Where else could she see Ding Yiyi?

At night, Ye Nianmo walked out of the steaming bathroom, turned on the tv, and switched to a specific channel. These days, he was used to waiting for a trailer of a variety show at the same time every day, just because there was ding yiyi in it.

He sat on the bed stool and frowned at the trailer that was being aired. Ding Yiyi was replaced by another strange woman.

Before he finished reading, he picked up his phone and said, "Help me check Ding Yiyi's agent's number."

Qiubai was applying a mask when she received Yebo's call. She sat up in surprise, tore off the mask she had just put on and threw it into the trash can.

"Are you busy?" Yebo's voice came through the phone with the usual calm and low voice of a soldier.

Qiubai could not see his expression, but he felt a smile on his face when he said this. "What's the matter?" Her hoarse voice made her immediately stop, thinking about the scene when the other party heard her voice like a male duck, and she felt that her old face had been disgraced.

Yebo felt her urgency and could not help but soften her voice. "Has Miss Yiyi been in trouble recently?"

Qiubai listened to his voice, a little happy, but also a little melancholy from the bottom of her heart. It seemed that she and he were talking about Ding Yiyi, and she was immersed in her own thoughts, until the call came from the other end of the phone.

"Are you okay?"

She wanted to say that she was fine, but when she reached her mouth, she said, "I have a cold. I have a headache." Her heart was pounding, waiting for his reply.

"Oh, then drink more water." After a long time, qiu bai was so angry that he hung up the phone.

She threw herself on the sofa, her whole face rubbing against the soft cushion, and her heart was filled with regret. She shouldn't have expected or even lied just now.

The phone rang again. She paused and picked it up quickly. "You haven't told me what happened to Miss Yiyi?"

Yebo's voice was puzzled, and Qiubai's heart was even gloomier. It seemed that he thought of himself as the kind of unreasonable woman.

Depressed, she explained the reason briefly, excused herself from having a headache, and quickly hung up. Yebo listened to the busy tone on the phone. Although he felt that the other party was a little angry, he did not know why the other party was angry.

Throwing away the strange feeling that suddenly arose in his heart, he called the young master to report his progress. The call was in progress. He hung up, looked at the coat on the shelf, and made a decision in his heart.

At the Ye family, ye nianmo hung up the business phone. Ye Chuqing knocked on the door and looked at him with a smile. There was obvious happiness on his face. "Can I come in?"

Ye Nianmo nodded and went to the wine cabinet to take out a bottle of red wine. When he was free, he would think of Ding Yiyi and use alcohol to stimulate his brain.

"What happened to you and Sister yiyi?" Ye Chuqing asked worriedly. He knew that Ding Yiyi was the only woman who could make his brother's emotions fluctuate so much.

Ye Nianmo did not answer. He elegantly picked up the red wine bottle and let the bright liquid slide down the bottom of the glass with the wall. "When are you going to france?"

Ye Chuqing sat next to him. "The day after tomorrow."

He nodded, reached out and smoothed her curled hair. "If there's anything, tell brother. Don't keep it all in your heart." Ye Chuqing's eyes were red and she nodded with a lump in her throat. Suddenly, she felt a little reluctant. "Brother, tell me, what happened between you and Sister yiyi?"

Ye Nianmo was stunned, and his heart began to feel bitter. He didn't know what was going on between him and her. He just kept solving the problem, and then there were new problems. The relationship became more and more tired, but he didn't want to give up. He knew she didn't want to.