The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

A priest in the middle of the church raised his head slightly and prayed. Ding Yiyi was a little embarrassed and was about to leave when he turned around and smiled gently at her.

He nodded to Ding Yiyi, then turned around and walked towards the small arch beside him, his black sleeves swaying gently in the candlelight. Ding Yiyi went to the priest's place just now and stood still. She really needed a place to calm her panicked heart. She was even planning to leave, but where else could she go? She was like a tired bird who wanted to stop but found herself in the endless ocean.

The sound of a car stopping suddenly came from outside the door, and a light shone through the crack of the door that had never been closed. She looked back in surprise, surprised that someone had come to the church so late.

"Young master." Ye bo held the umbrella for him, and the bodyguard behind him closed the door after seeing him enter, then waited quietly in the rain.

Ye Nianmo looked at the flickering candlelight as he walked to the prayer stand. The slanting rain of the colored glass glasses behind the cross on the stage reflected the mottled pattern.

Ding Yiyi was sitting in the small house next to her, and she was surprised. It turned out that Ye Nianmo also believed in christ. She saw him standing quietly in the center of the church, her head slightly raised, and the candlelight pulled his figure very long.

Ding Yiyi relaxed a little, but saw that his body suddenly moved, and he actually lifted his feet to walk towards her. The closer the distance, the more her heart beat.

Ye Nianmo walked silently to the confession room, his black windbreaker still cold. He was silent for a while, and his deep voice sounded in the empty church.

"Father, I am guilty," he said softly, his voice as low as a whisper to his lover. "If you can really see my repentance, then let her come back."

The church was quiet, as if only his breathing was there. He stood there quietly and continued after a while, "It doesn't matter if you can't see her. I'll definitely find her. Ding Yiyi, you can't escape."

He did not speak again, because his heart was no longer at a loss, and even felt that he was a little ridiculous tonight. Was there no way to find god to help?

He stared at the peaceful angel on the mural with a heavy gaze, then turned around and left. The door was opened again, and the rain came in with moisture. The candle flickered even more fiercely. The angel seemed to be smiling and sad.

Until everything was quiet again, the rain outside the house seemed unreal. The door of the confessing room was opened, and Ding Yiyi staggered out holding the door.

She felt that in Ye Nianmo's eyes, it was a naked hatred, it was an unforgettable obsession, she was like a cat with a lock on, and now her freedom was only for the sake of more severe imprisonment in the future.

The rain continued, and how many people would lose sleep tonight, and how many would suffer?

Early in the morning, Paris was washed away by the rain, showing a new face. The hotel swimming pool and the blue water made people feel good inevitably. A vigorous figure shuttled through the water, bringing up a small splash, very fast, very standard movements.

"I really hate that disciple of Alin. Not to mention stealing Elaine, chinese kung fu is really scary!" Alice put her feet in the cold water and stepped on the waves, complaining to her best friend.

"That disciple is really detestable, but I think she's very good-looking, the beauty of an oriental." Another girl struggled to speak in french. She was russian and it was really hard to roll out the tremors in french.

Not far away, the water broke. A man stood in the shallow water and walked slowly towards the pool. His handsome appearance and standard figure made Alice and his companions look after him for a long time.

After swimming, ye nianmo came to the restaurant. The reason why he chose this hotel was that Alin's residence was on top of this hotel. This hotel was owned by Alin, so he could get information easily. On the other hand, it was because Ding Yiyi had appeared here before.

He took the menu and flipped it open, only to find that it said' peach juice' had been crossed out. The waiter looked at it for a long time and kindly explained to him, "Our boss has a strange temper. He knows that the new apprentice doesn't like peach juice, so he won't let the hotel sell anything about peach."

Ye Nianmo nodded and ordered a simple meal. If there was enough money, the pace of life in france could be very busy. Ye Nianmo was sitting on the side and the man on his laptop was reporting.

"Young master ye, the chances of Miss Ding in the united states are slim. Do you want to keep looking?"

After a long time, "Keep looking!"

He stared at the screen, which had darkened in an instant, and his heart was filled with gloom. Where on earth did that woman go? He put down his computer and frowned. Suddenly, a little black girl ran out of the window. The ice cream in her hand fell to the ground because of the violent shaking.

A pink ice cream reached out to her. Ye Nianmo saw that she was no longer crying and turned to leave. Behind her, the little black girl smiled and said, "Brother, you have the same hair as grandpa Alin's disciple and sister."

Ye Nianmo's footsteps were fixed on the spot. All morning, his ears were filled with the story of Alin's disciple. Who was she?

In the hotel suite, Ye Nianmo's eyes were playful and his long fingers played with the exquisite diamond necklace. "Go check on Alin's apprentice."

"Yes, young master!" Yebo immediately replied, and he was also puzzled. The shadow that he saw that day, similar to cheng bao, had always made him very concerned.

The french maid who was cleaning up next to them quickly looked up at them, then lowered her head and continued cleaning. After cleaning up, she immediately left the room and went straight to the mansion.

"Yiyi!" The maid tugged at the hem of her skirt and hurriedly opened the door of the design room. Ding Yiyi was in a daze. She was so frightened that she quickly replied, "I'm here."

"Alin, apprentice, man," the french maid could vaguely hear the general meaning of the chinese guests, but could not say it. She could only say a few things that she understood.

Seeing that ding yiyi was confused, the maid was also anxious. She hurriedly used her hands to draw on her face, trying to imitate the appearance of the man she saw, and then pointed at ding yiyi.

After thinking for a long time, Ding Yiyi suddenly turned pale. "You mean someone is going to check on me?"

The maid nodded heavily. "Man!"

Ding Yiyi slumped in his chair, and did not escape Ye Nianmo's eyes? How could it be? She hasn't been out in the past few days. Alin will be back tomorrow. She must hold on until then.

She paced around the room in a hurry, her hands unconsciously clutching the cuffs of her sleeves, tripping over the paint bottles on the floor without knowing it, and cheng bao followed her around.

"That's right! Just let him know that Alin's apprentice is not me!" Ding Yiyi slammed the table and scared the maid. Her last words were spoken in chinese, so the maid could only look at her strangely, first with a look of panic, then with a look of satisfaction.

Ding Yiyi hurriedly went out. Just as she reached the corner, cheng bao suddenly barked in a low voice. She hurriedly turned around to cover his mouth and pulled him into the next room.

Yebo hurried past, looking like she had gone to investigate. She frowned and comforted herself in her heart. There were very few people here who knew chinese, and those who were usually better with her would be on guard. Today, she just had to draw the fire out. Tomorrow, Alin will come back, and they will leave after the business talk!

Elaine's room was on the other side of the mansion. Ding Yiyi walked to the door and was about to knock when he heard a faint murmur coming from inside.

The voice was loud and low, making people blush. Ding Yiyi's hand, which was about to knock on the door, stopped awkwardly in mid-air. Go back? Maybe I'll run into Yebo and knock on the door? It was too inhumane.

Ding Yiyi sighed and squatted at the door. Cheng bao slapped her beside him and wrapped her in his tail to provide her with heat.

After a while, the noisy noise in the room finally stopped. Ding Yiyi knocked on the door bravely. Soon the door opened, and there was a trace of surprise on both sides' faces.

Alice gave her a hostile look. "What are you doing here?"

"Nothing. I just asked Elaine for a favor." Ding Yiyi blurted out his purpose of coming here.

Alice pouted. "No!"

Ding Yiyi knew in her heart that she and Alice might not be able to resolve this misunderstanding. Maybe the other party hated her so much that she was itching to hate her. She sighed, "Okay, I know."

After only a few steps, a hurried voice came from behind. Ding Yiyi's wrist was held by a big hand. "Yiyi!" Elaine's eyes were filled with anxiety.

He seemed to be still in the shower, but he was chased out with a towel around his lower body, and there was obvious white foam on his head. His eyes were a little panicked, "Yiyi! This is my time, not the next time."

Alice looked at them from behind, his bright red lips pressed tightly, and Ding Yiyi quickly broke free of his hand. "Elaine, I said I would never choose you. You're doing the right thing. Alice suits you very well."

Elaine stared at her with his blue eyes, as if trying to find a trace of emotion in her body, only to find that the other party really did not care.

He lowered his head in frustration. Ding Yiyi found it amusing. This man was really a model of childishness. He ate in a bowl, looked at the pot and didn't say anything. His mouth was full of love, but his body couldn't help but go out.

"Okay, okay, Elaine, I really need your help with something." Ding Yiyi smiled and raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder. When he saw his well-developed chest muscles, he decided not to. He should wave.

Elaine was still a little upset. "What's the matter?"

"I want you to help me hide my identity!" Ding Yiyi changed the subject and said seriously.