The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Your daughter's father is a famous scientist overseas, and she is the daughter of a scientist. Her grandfather is an honorable soldier of the older generation of the country. He has a certain position in the central government. And most importantly, your daughter is now a public figure. When she comes to the scene, someone will ask her to sign her name, and she will adjust her emotions because of her joy, anger and sorrow."

Ding Dacheng closed his eyes in pain and felt even more guilty about his daughter. If it weren't for the fact that their family had taken the child away, yiyi would have lived a happier life.

Ye Nianmo knew what he was thinking. He took two steps forward to make his voice clearer. "I appreciate you protecting the person I want to love for the rest of my life. Thank you."

His words made Ding Dacheng's eyes heat up. He thought of the way yiyi read the three character sutra under the light when she was a child. At that time, he and his wife swore that the child could read as far as she could.

After a long time, Ding Dacheng finally found his voice. His voice had traces of time, and his hoarseness contained helplessness. "You go first. I want to be quiet."

Ye Nianmo walked up to him and said, "I thought you knew love." He turned around, but his words came to Ding Dacheng's mind.

He thought of Ding Yiyi's mother and his love when he was young and frivolous. He wiped his face and took a deep breath. When his mood calmed down, he said, "But none of us were third parties back then."

Sure enough, for this reason, Ye Nianmo patiently said, "Ao Xue and I do have a past, but I love yiyi now, and I will love yiyi in the future."

"Are you sure you can break it off with another little girl? Did you know they were sisters?!" Ding Dacheng finally calmed down and became excited again.

A gust of cold wind cut through their sleeves and made a loud noise. Ye nianmo stood up straight. "Ao Xue is my responsibility. I can't get rid of it for the rest of my life."

"Then please stop harassing our lives." Ding Yiyi's voice boomed from behind him.

He paused and slowly turned around. Ding Yiyi was glad that he was too far away from him to let her see his heartache and not to be burned by his sight.

"I know your concerns." Ye Nianmo said slowly, his eyes fixed on her for a moment.

Ding Yiyi was a little surprised. Did he know? She looked at his determined eyes and knew that he wasn't lying. She smiled miserably. "So what if I knew? At least you won't change for me, will you?"

"Yiyi." Ye Nianmo frowned. She waved her hand anxiously, as if to stop him from continuing, or as if to cut off the connection between the two.

She turned her back and said, "Ao Xue and I, you can only choose one person."

The choice between responsibility and love was a century's puzzle. Ye Nianmo's eyes were heavy and his face was calm.

He nodded at ding Dacheng. He walked past ding yiyi and felt her body tremble. He wanted to hug her, but he saw the rejection and precaution in her eyes.

Ye bo and qiu bai looked at each other knowingly. Both of them were worried. A withered leaf fell on Qiubai's shoulder. Yebo reached out to pick it. She jumped up like a frightened kitten.

"Sorry, I just wanted to help you with this." Yebo held the leaf in his hand. He knew that she was frightened, but his heart ached a little. Was she hiding from him?

"I'll drive." Qiubai spoke to ding yiyi in a hurry, then ran away in a daze. Yebo watched her back until she disappeared.

"You like Qiubai, don't you?" Ding Yiyi was in a good mood, although her face was still sad. She looked into his eyes, trying to find a trace in them.

Yebo's crisp flashlight, she sighed with relief, and then said, "She's a very sensitive woman. Does your family mind looking for older girls?"

Yebo was a little surprised. "Is she worried about this?" Seeing ding yiyi nod, he hurriedly explained, "I don't have a family. I was adopted by the Ye family when I was young. The Ye family is my home, and I don't care about my age at all."

Ding Yiyi knew he wasn't lying. She sighed. "But women care."

Her words confused Yebo. Was there anything more important to him than love? He didn't want to experience the pain of the young master once. The people he loved couldn't be together. Wait, love?!

"Does she love me?" Yebo asked almost anxiously. Ding Yiyi paused, then chuckled. "Do you love me? I think it's better to say it in person."

Yebo nodded shyly. He nodded at her and said sincerely, "Thank you." Ding Yiyi watched him walk away, turned around and said softly, "Dad, let's go."

Ding Dacheng nodded and stood up with a cane in silence. Suddenly, he thought of something and said, "This house can't be given to you by ye nianmo, right?"

Ding Yiyi smiled and shook his head as if to make him happy. "We can sign the contract in two days. Dad, we finally have our own house."

Qiubai drove the car over, and as soon as the two of them got in the car, he immediately said, "There's a new job, filming the location."

Ding Dacheng remembered what Ye Nianmo had just said and became a little curious about his daughter's work. He secretly recorded Qiubai's work location.

After settling down with their father at the Ding family, Ding Yiyi and Qiubai left in a hurry. After hearing the sound of the car, Ding Dacheng also leaned on his crutches. Cheng Bao followed behind him, one man and one dog heading for their destination.

In the dining room, the woman sat leisurely in a long dress. She drew exquisite makeup, and her long black hair was slick and shiny. It could be seen that she had made meticulous preparations.

Her manners were elegant and her western food etiquette was just right, but in Ye Nianmo's eyes, these advantages were just like dolls with skin masks.

"My grandfather and your grandmother are very good friends." The woman chatted leisurely, as if trying to interest Ye Nianmo.

Ye Nianmo smiled politely at her, but felt a little helpless in his heart. After meeting Ding Yiyi, he was already in a bad mood and was ordered by his grandmother to go on a blind date with her friend's granddaughter.

He didn't pay attention to what the woman said. His heart was filled with Ding Yiyi's lonely back and his injured and stubborn eyes.

The woman saw that his mind was not on her, so she smiled and got up. "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

She got up and walked past Ye Nianmo. Suddenly, she staggered forward and slipped. A strong hand gently circled her waist. When she stood firm, she quickly let go. "Be careful." Ye Nianmo said lightly.

Her face turned red and she nodded shyly before she left. Ye Nianmo held the glass and a look of disgust appeared on her expressionless face. That woman had fallen on purpose just now, and he wouldn't have looked at such a pretentious woman if it weren't for grandma's sake.

He turned to look out the window, because this is a high-end business district, there are not many ordinary people, but today, the flow of people is obviously more, a tibetan mastiff in the crowd is very eye-catching.

It's the Cheng Bao! He quietly searched for the owner of the tibetan mastiff with his eyes. When he saw Ding Dacheng, he was stunned and wondered what uncle was doing here.

Ding Dacheng was heartbroken. He had always thought that filming was easier than his hard work. He didn't expect his daughter to work so hard.

The theme of the location was winter and summer, and Ding Yiyi had to wear a summer outfit to shoot at minus celsius.

After a few minutes of rest, Ding Yiyi shuddered back to her seat, and Qiubai hurriedly draped his thick coat over her.

Ding Dacheng only dared to look at his daughter in the crowd. He was afraid that it would embarrass her if he went up to greet her. After all, no one wanted his father to be crippled.

After only a few minutes of rest, Ding Yiyi took off her coat and was ready to start work. The cold wind was biting, but she had to keep a charming smile. Her fingers were frozen to death, but she had to act nimbly.

Over and over again, some of the audience couldn't stand the sight of ng, and they were talking about it. Suddenly, a woman in a thick down jacket came out of the crowd. Holding a brown glass bottle, she pushed the crowd away and rushed towards ding yiyi, shouting, "Ding Yiyi!"

Everyone turned to look at her, and Ding Yiyi was also surprised. The woman had just come back to her senses and rushed in front of her. With a wave of her hand, the liquid in the bottle poured all over her face.

There was a corrosive smell in the air. Ding Yiyi's pupils narrowed in fear, and everything seemed to be replaying in slow motion.

She watched a black figure run quickly to her face, blocking herself with her body as the liquid poured over.

A pair of firm arms hugged her quietly, suffocating her. She smelled the stench from the burning fibers of her clothes. He saw a burning smoke rising slowly from his back and then being blown around by the wind.

Trembling with both hands, she clutched the clothes on the chest of the man who was holding her tightly and asked with a choked voice, "Ye Nianmo, are you okay?"

Her voice was like a mosquito, but Ye Nianmo heard it. He let go of her. His eyes were full of worry and indulgence. He said, "Don't be afraid. Fortunately, it was me who watered her."

Tears trickled down her eyes and ruined her makeup. The director and others on the side woke up from the accident and shouted, "Grab that woman."

"A dog has already chased after him. It seems that someone has also chased after him." Someone in the crowd shouted.

Ye Nianmo frowned. He vaguely knew who was chasing him. He took off his coat, which had been badly burned. With a gentle expression and a gentle tone, "Will you wait for me here?"

Ding Yiyi shook his head violently. "No, I don't want it!" She was extremely frightened, and now she was really worried about him. She was worried that she would turn around and he would disappear in the blink of an eye.