The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Ye Nianmo simply picked her up by the waist and kicked the door open. He went straight into the bedroom and put her gently on the bed. The moment Ding Yiyi touched the bed, she sat up nervously and asked, "What right do you have to follow me?"

"I'm sorry. I'll tell them to leave immediately." Ye Nianmo said softly, as if coaxing a child who was making a fuss.

Ding Yiyi's face darkened. "Ye Nianmo, we are all adults. You know that Ao Xue is pregnant, and you will eventually get married. Let me go. I will leave to fulfill you."

Her words brought the atmosphere to a freezing point. She knew that these words would anger him, but she insisted on saying that she no longer wanted to see herself shouting like a shrew, while he stood calmly by the side and handled it with ease.

After a long time, Ye Nianmo leaned over and looked at her. "Civil affairs bureau is closed now."

"What?" She was a little uncertain about the man in front of her, so she had to look at him foolishly. Ye nianmo leaned closer and looked softer. "We'll go register tomorrow morning."

Ding Yiyi took a deep breath. She did not doubt the authenticity of the words, but she felt a chill in her heart. "I will not marry you."

Ye Nianmo looked normal, but his tone was heavy. "Reason."

Ding Yiyi stood up, opened the closet and started packing. "You asked me why? You grew up in a warm and peaceful family. Do you know that a child in an incomplete family is the biggest victim? I won't let you treat that child like this."

Her wrist was caught, and Ye Nianmo forced her to turn around and look at herself. "So? What's your decision?"

"I want to be separated from you. This is a war between adults. Children are innocent." She dragged the suitcase, regardless of whether it was fastened or not, and took it and walked out.

Ye nianmo stood behind her and did not catch up. Her tone was cold and clear. "What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid!" Ding Yiyi turned around and glared at him, her fingers trembling slightly. She hurriedly hid her hands behind her back, trying to cover it up, but found that her small movements had long been seen.

Ye nianmo sighed, "How long will it take you to come back? I won't let anyone follow you this time."

"I won't have anything to do with you. You have to take responsibility for that child, or you can try and find me all the time."

She took her suitcase and strode away. She didn't believe that the world was so big that Ye Nianmo could find her every time. Behind her, ye nianmo's eyes grew darker and darker.

At the Ye family mansion, the butler led the servants to the side. The only sound in the huge house was the sound of tea cups touching the marble table. Everyone was nervously waiting respectfully for the woman in front of them who was over 60 years old but still had a dignified face.

"Nian Mo hasn't come back yet, has he?" Fu Fengyi said coldly as he drank his tea. The butler hurried forward. "Old madam, the young master is on a business trip. I'll tell him now."

Fu Fengyi glanced at him and suddenly said, "You've been in our house for decades."

"Yes, old madam." The butler lowered his head and answered, feeling vaguely that something was wrong. Why did the old lady suddenly come back from the mountain? It seemed that she already knew something.

Fu Fengyi stood up and flicked the dust off his body. "I know about that girl named Ding Yiyi. Don't tell my grandson about my return."

The butler quickly bowed his head and answered. Fu Fengyi said to the maids standing in a row with satisfaction, "Come with me alone."

All the maids tried their best to keep their heads down so that they wouldn't be picked. Out of the maids came a maid. "Old madam, I'll accompany you."

Fu Fengyi looked at the girl in front of her. She had a goose egg face and big, dreamy eyes. At first glance, she saw a spirit agitator. She nodded. "Let's go."

The butler looked down at the old lady being helped out and muttered in his heart where the old lady was going. Seeing that she was far away, he quickly picked up the phone.

Ding Yiyi was sitting in a taxi, and the driver in front of him was muttering, "Luckily you met me, otherwise few people would have taken such a big dog."

Ding Yiyi forced a smile at him. She leaned her tired head against the window. In half an hour, she could go home. The car finally arrived in the murmur of the driver.

Ding Yiyi dragged the heavy box slowly towards her aunt's house. She had already come up with an excuse to say that she was on vacation. The confident pace became hesitant as it neared her aunt's yard.

Dad had already racked his brains over her matter and had finally agreed to go out with Ye Nianmo. Now that he was back, he must be suspicious.

Her pace was getting slower and lighter. The sound of Ding Dacheng playing chess with his chess friends came from the red painted iron door. Ding Yiyi stood listening for a while and suddenly burst into tears.

She turned and strode towards the alley where she had come from. The wheels of the suitcase bumped against the uneven concrete road, and a sharp voice sounded. The unzipped suitcase fell sideways, and all the clothes inside fell out.

She tried to put the wheels back in the suitcase, but found it was futile. She squatted on the ground and looked at the scattered clothes, tears gushing out of her eyes.

The Cheng Bao put a piece of clothing in the suitcase and another piece in it, trying to make the owner happy. Ding Yiyi bit her lips and cried.

The sound of footsteps slowly approached from behind, with a steady pace, with a trace of oppression. Ye Nianmo slowly walked up to her and looked down at her.

She buried her head in her arms and didn't want her weakness to be exposed to him. She had nowhere to go, and there was really nowhere to go except for aunt Dongjiang city's house.

Ye Nianmo loved her so much that he wanted to cut his heart open for him to see. "Go home." He said indifferently.

The wind was still cold, but the air in the car seemed to freeze and suffocate. Ding Yiyi closed his eyes and leaned against the window, laughing at his childish ways.

He knew he was coming to his aunt's house long ago, so he prepared two cars, the other one to carry into a treasure, and she was so ridiculous that she swore to leave her.

She closed her eyes until a warm hand gently brushed away the broken hair on her forehead. It was as gentle as touching a treasure. She did not open her eyes until a hand reached out from the back of her head and gently held her head in one direction.

She did not resist, because she knew that it was useless to resist. The fabric with her cheek against her shoulder gave her a tingling sensation. Ye Nianmo's faint scent of men's perfume lingered in her nose.

The simple, monotonous ringtone of his cell phone suddenly rang in the car. Ye Nianmo seemed to be afraid of disturbing her, and his voice was deliberately lowered a lot.

Ding Yiyi quietly leaned against his shoulder and vaguely heard the words "Old lady" and "Go out." She closed her eyes tiredly again and ignored it. For a long time, Ye Nianmo sighed in the car.

When she returned home again, Ding Yiyi did not feel relaxed. As soon as she opened the door, Qiubai welcomed her out. She glanced at Ye Nianmo quietly. Although he had asked someone to tell her to come and accompany ding yiyi, she was still very angry and ignored him on purpose. Qiu bai pulled Ding Yiyi to sit on the sofa and said, "Have you had any fun going to relax this time?"

Ding Yiyi smiled reluctantly at her and shook her head, remembering that the masked man was also Ye Nianmo on the night of the fireworks in eastern city.

Ye Nianmo's phone rang again. Ding Yiyi looked up sensitively and then lowered his head in a hurry. Ye Nianmo walked to the balcony to answer the phone. Qiubai quietly leaned over. "What do you plan to do now?"

"I can't be with him anymore." Ding Yiyi said word by word. Ye Nianmo walked in from the balcony with an odd look on his face.

"Have a good rest." He looked deeply at Ding Yiyi and said nothing more.

Seeing him leave without any hesitation, both of them had a thought in their hearts. He went to find Ao Xue. Qiu bai stood up abruptly and said hurriedly, "You rest first. I'll go out for a while."

At the staircase, Yebo stood up straight in a suit. "The housekeeper said that old madam has returned to Dongjiang city and knows about Miss Yiyi."

"Where's grandma?" Ye Nianmo asked, frowning and pinching the bridge of his nose.

Just as ye bo was about to speak, Qiubai's voice came from behind them. "Ye Nianmo!"

Ye bo wanted to stop her. Ye Nianmo shook her hand. This woman was really good to Ding Yiyi, or he wouldn't have let her stay by Ding Yiyi's side all the time.

"If you really like Ding Yiyi, then you should marry her. She's really a good girl." Qiubai was so aggressive that he wanted to fight for Ding Yiyi's best interests.

Yebo stepped forward and lowered his voice. "That's enough. The young master will have a plan. Stop it." He was really worried that the young master would be dissatisfied with qiu bai.

Qiubai glared at him angrily and looked away as if he was ignoring her. After a long time, Ye Nianmo said faintly, "She doesn't want to marry me."

"Is her brain burned?" Qiubai said subconsciously, feeling Ye Nianmo's suddenly cold eyes, Yebo rushed forward to help qiu bai out. "Miss qiu just expressed her incomprehension."

Qiubai lowered his head and did not speak. Ye Nianmo's eyes were so cold that she could not help trembling. Ye Nianmo looked at Yebo. Yebo's heart thumped. Knowing that the young master was angry, he did not dare to speak.

Until the footsteps sounded again, Ye Nianmo walked into the stairs, and Yebo seized the opportunity to say to qiu bai, "Have a good rest, don't stay up late."

Qiubai watched him leave in a hurry. He couldn't help but cover the place where he had been held, and his emotions fluctuated.

Ao Xue sat on the sofa with her stomach slightly upset. She had just vomited during pregnancy, and her body was extremely uncomfortable. However, when she saw Shanghua, the Ye family maid, not daring to raise her head in front of the old lady, she vaguely guessed the identity of the old woman.