The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Memory, he nodded heavily, and then fell down with Ao Xue to eat shit, and then finally came to the park and met a strange uncle.

Ao Xue was scolded by her uncle. Ao Xue ran out of the road and an electric car sped up across the street. Little Ao Xue suddenly grew up. She was wearing a long white dress and her long hair swayed in the wind. She turned to look at him with lonely eyes.

The car was getting closer and closer, and the sound of tires breaking was getting louder and louder. He wanted Ao Xue to run, but the other party turned a deaf ear. He wanted to rush up to protect her, but he found his feet moving forward slowly.

He suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. Sweat soaked his clothes. Wine was shocked by his sudden action."

Yan Mingyao wiped the sweat off his neck and glanced at his mother's elegant dress. "Are you going to the beauty pageant?"

"You child, today is the day of Nian Mo and Ao Xue's engagement. Didn't you see that I put the invitation on your table?" She walked to the desk and picked up the red invitation that had already fallen a layer of gray. She said unhappily, "You child really didn't read it."

Yan Mingyao sat on the bed, his body stiff, and Wine continued, "You, when will you bring me back a daughter-in-law? I won't mind if you get in the car first and then pay for the tickets. Hey, son, where are you going!"

You and him, he and her, please return my love to me, don't be cold anymore. In the bridal lounge, Ao Xue was humming a song. Two servants stood by and watched her closely. There was also a foreign midwife.

The familiar feeling of vomiting surged down her throat. She covered her mouth and rushed to the bathroom. The servant rushed in to comfort her. She looked up at herself in the mirror. Her delicate makeup could not hide her anxiety.

Her heart grew anxious. The closer she got to the engagement ceremony, the more anxious she became, worried that something might happen in the last second. She came out of the bathroom and became anxious.

She walked around the room, not pleasing to the eye at all. The servants looked at each other, not knowing what had happened to her.

"Where's my phone!" She suddenly shouted and rummaged around. A servant hurriedly handed her the phone in his hand. "Miss Aoxue, your phone is here."

"What did you call me?" Ao Xue approached her, looking straight at her. Her originally gentle peach blossom makeup was tinged with malice.

Not long after the maid came to the Ye family, she stuttered and hesitated. Ao Xue suddenly felt a sense of joy. The frightened eyes of the servant made her feel that she could control it all.

She raised her hand, and the ornaments on her wrists made a ding-dong sound as she moved. The silk gloves slid down, revealing a few ugly scars.

"Miss Aoxue." The younger maid shifted her gaze to her wrist and lowered her head in fright at the ferocious expression in front of her.

Another maid hurriedly came up behind her. She pulled the sleeves of the crying maid and lowered her head to aoxue, "Young madam, do you need me to call the makeup artist to fix your makeup?"

Aoxue glanced at her. Her eyes swept over the girl who was too afraid to look at her. She frowned and waved her hand. The maid nodded at her and quickly retreated.

Outside the door, the younger maid cried, "Sister changhua, thank you."

"In the future, you have to look more and talk less. The more you say, the more mistakes you make, okay? These rich people are so weird! If you can't provoke us, then hide!" Shanghua taught slowly.

Their voices were not small. Aoxue was standing inside the door. She looked down at the hand she had almost raised. She smiled sadly. In order to love ye nianmo, she had become more and more unlike herself. She was like living in a dark swamp. She wanted to climb up, but was pulled down. Ye Nianmo was her only sunshine.

She couldn't wait to call the number. The phone was picked up and she said anxiously, "Nian Mo."

"Miss Aoxue," Yebo said with an air of official estrangement. "The young master is busy now. I can convey it to you."

"No, no, no, it's nothing. I just want to talk to her." Ao xuelian said a few' no' words.

Hanging up the phone, Yebo turned his eyes to the man in front of him. The old man was a fierce man, and the young man was more thorough than the old man in certain characteristics, in order to let the truth surface, and even to hide from everyone.

In the video surveillance, a car suddenly stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and Yebo's body tensed up. The most important scene was finally going on.

Yan Mingyao did not know that everything was a plan. His heart was cold and his thoughts were cold. He only walked with mechanical steps to stubbornly keep someone.

Ao Xue heard the door open and thought that the maid had called the makeup artist. She said casually, "Come and fix my makeup."

As the heavy footsteps approached, she felt something was wrong and turned to look at the person in surprise. "Yan Mingyao?"

Yan Mingyao only had her in his eyes. She was so beautiful today that he was suffocating. He tugged at his hoarse voice. "Can you not get married?"

"I thought I made myself clear. Don't bother me anymore." Aoxue looked at her watch impatiently, her face still, but her heart was a little anxious, hoping that no one would pass by.

Yan Mingyao did not miss the look of impatience on her face. His heart ached, as if someone was cutting his heart with a scalpel, and the person who hurt him was his favorite person.

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty. The hangover made it hard for him to clear his mind. He was happy to use the excuse of being drunk to numb himself. He stepped forward and grabbed Ao Xue tightly. "I can't let you go. Even if you hate me in the future, it doesn't matter. I want to take you away."

His strength was so tight that Ao Xue could not shake it off. As she watched it get closer and closer to the door, she became more and more frightened. Once they left the door, their entanglement could be seen by anyone, maid? Guest? Aunt Xia? Even Ye Nianmo!

The great fear and helplessness in her heart made her cry at all costs. The tears wet her eyes and ruined her delicate makeup. Yan Mingyao paused in her steps.

He could use his drunkenness to numb himself and do the things he forced her to do, but he couldn't watch her cry. Her cry was more painful than his death.

"Why?" Ao Xue murmured. The anxiety that had just erupted in the room before the engagement broke out. She flung Yan Mingyao away so fiercely that she could not even hold him steady.

"What do you like about me? Do you think I'm a good person?" Ao Xue smiled miserably at him, revealing the things that had been piling up in her heart one by one. According to her own hand, the ornaments on her wrist slid down like her arms, revealing numerous wounds of varying depths.

"Look at these wounds. Are they hideous? Do you think I really have depression? No, I did it on purpose. I was awake watching the blade pull on my arm, blood rush out, and the dull pain from the skin and skin separation. I was the kind of woman who would do anything for a purpose!"

She screamed recklessly, looking at his startled gaze, and her heart was instantly filled with joy. She walked around the room in a fretful manner, her high heels screeching on the floor.

"Ao Xue!" Yan Mingyao knew that she was under a lot of stress right now. He frowned and tried to pull her away, but she smiled and dodged. She smiled and cried, her hands propped up on the dresser and murmured, "Do you think this is all I have?"

She suddenly turned around again and shouted, "Do you think this is all I have?"

"Ao Xue, calm down." Yan mingyao looked at her smiling, angry and sad face and wanted to comfort her, but she quickly said, "You don't know, during the incident in International shopping centre, a woman was bullied there. That person is me."

As soon as she said that, her arm had been violently grabbed. Yan Mingyao's eyes were red, and he became ferocious from the raging hangover. His facial muscles were tense, and his lips were pursed into a straight line, squeezing out the words fiercely through his teeth, "Who is it? I killed them!"

Ao Xue looked at him quietly. His anger was not fake. The pain from his arm seemed to connect the two of them. She suddenly smiled, unable to restrain herself, and leaned back and forth.

"What are you laughing at?" Yan Mingyao asked with a frown. His mind was full of searching for the trash.

Ao Xue wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes at will. She raised her head and took a step forward, looking straight into his eyes. Her eyes burst into a strange joy. "Are you angry? Haha, but do you know that I made this up too? That's the way the woman you like is, scheming and even making up this kind of lie to be with Ye Nianmo!"

Yan Mingyao did not have the anger he imagined. He looked at her sadly. The woman in front of him imprisoned herself in an evil cage for love. She sold her soul to the devil and lived day and night in torment.

The pity in his eyes made Ao Xue angry, and his heart was full of resentment towards him. Why did he come to pity her? She had to blame herself, didn't she? Why not scold her and leave her alone? She would get engaged to Ye Nianmo, get married, and become colder and colder. She was ready, but why did he show up halfway?

She smiled, her eyes filled with sadness and anger, and her mood suddenly calmed down. She said softly, "As if these aren't enough to shock you, then I'll tell you something more shocking."

She paused and said word for word, "My stomach." Suddenly, there was anger in the air. "Enough!" The two of them turned around in surprise. Xu Haoran slowly pushed open the door. Ye Nianmo, Xia Yihan and ye mo were all standing outside.

With a bang in her head, her eyes darkened and she could not see or hear anything. She could only step back subconsciously, trying to escape all this until her waist hit the dresser and all the makeup fell off the stage. She looked up as if she had woken up.