The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Just as ye mo was about to speak, Xia Yihan suddenly answered, "By the way, how is Ao Xue now? When are you going to america?"

"Half a month later." Ye nianmo sighed. "Mom, what do you want to say?"

Ye Zimo did not move, but his voice came out steadily. "You imprisoned Ding Yiyi with evil means. I want you to let her go immediately and stop harassing her."

Xia Yihan's eyes were a little worried. If it weren't for the fact that she liked him to the bone, that child Ye Nianmo wouldn't have done such a thing. She knew how kind he was.

Ye Nianmo was not surprised. He raised his eyebrows. "Is this an order?"

"This is an order!" Ye Zimo said lightly.

Seeing the atmosphere between father and son getting worse, Xia Yihan quickly cut across the two of them. "Zi Mo, I'll talk to Nian Mo alone."

On the other side of the helicopter, Ye Nianmo took the initiative to stand on the side of the air vent, helping her mother to remove most of the wind. Xia Yihan was gentle and gentle. "Nian Mo has also grown into a gentle man."

Ye Nianmo looked at his mother, who had wrinkles around his eyes, and sighed. "Mom, I can't let him go."

"I know," Xia Yihan patted him on the arm. "I knew that you, uncle Xu, were the best mother for me back then, but I still went back to him because I couldn't let him go."

Ye Zimo, who was not far away, heard this and a genuine smile appeared on his lips.

"Uncle Xu is more suitable for mom, and I know Ding Yiyi is the best for me." Ye Nianmo's emotions began to get a little excited. In front of his mother, he was like a child who couldn't get a toy and tried to explain himself.

Not far away, the smile fell.

Xia Yihan looked at him lovingly. "Child, she suits you best, but you're not necessarily her lover."

Ye Nianmo remained silent for a long time before he spoke again. "Then how can you be sure that dad is your lover? How can you do that?"

Not far away, a man quietly tightened his nerves and his expression became serious.

Xia Yihan thought about it for a while, then turned to look at Ye Nianmo with a lovely look on his face. "With your heart, you can only experience the sweetness and pain he brings you with your heart. If you don't want to leave him even if it hurts so much that you're dying."

Ye Nianmo continued to remain silent after listening, while Ye Zimo's tense expression suddenly relaxed not far away, and even his eyes were smiling. His palms trembled a little, wishing he could hold his lover in his arms now.

Ye nianmo thought about it a lot and wondered if Ding Yiyi had to stay by his side even if he couldn't stand the pain. The answer became clearer and his face became darker.

No, for his love, she just wanted to escape, she could leave herself without a word, even prepared not to be found, she could always walk so proudly, so resolutely, leaving her like an idiot, forcing her to stay, letting her hurt.

Xia Yihan saw the result from his expression, and her eyes were filled with heartache. "Nian Mo, you have your responsibility. Have you ever thought about how Ao Xue feels? She has your child, and she loves you wholeheartedly."

"There were women who were pregnant with their father's child and loved him wholeheartedly!"

Xia Yihan was stunned, and Song Wanting's face appeared. All these years, she had not forgotten her, for the sake of that crazy love, for the past that had been killing each other.

"Enough!" Ye Zimo appeared, hugging Xia Yihan in his arms and looking at Ye Nianmo sternly.

There was guilt in Ye Nianmo's expression. He didn't want it to be like this. He opened up his mother's most painful scar, but when he thought of the person closest to him persuading him to let go of his love, he shuddered with fear!

He turned around and took a few steps towards the exit. He stopped, his voice hoarse. "I'm not sure if I can meet someone like that again. I'm scared, so I want to catch her."

He walked away with his back straight and firm, as if neither the mountains nor the sea could stop him. The winter sun lengthened his voice like a giant.

Xia Yihan couldn't help but cry. She hurriedly caught her tears and stopped them from using her makeup. A big hand gently stopped her.

Ye mo was holding a white handkerchief, carefully wiping her eyelids and wiping away her tears, but he could not dirty his makeup. For her sake, he was willing to be so careful.

The two of them were very close, breathing heavily, their eyes glued to each other's. They both saw the promise of a lifetime in each other's eyes.

Ye mo kissed her nose, which was red from crying. "Wait for me here."

He turned to the other side and took out his phone. "Housekeeper, send Ding Yiyi out of the Ye family tomorrow night in secret. Remember, don't let Nian Mo find him."

After making this call, he dialed another number. "Chu Yun, uncle promised you that he would do it."

Ye family, Ding Yiyi is packing up his stuff. It's already ten o' clock. This was the quietest moment in the Ye family. In front of her was a suitcase filled with cheng bao's toys, the grinding sticks she had used before, and the snacks she hadn't eaten. Everything is a memory.

The door was suddenly opened, and Ye Nianmo's face darkened terribly when he saw the suitcase on the ground. He strode in and crushed a toy with one foot. He kicked the suitcase aside and grabbed Ding Yiyi's wrist to forcefully pull her up.

"Where are you going?"

His tone was colder than usual, his expression was darker than usual, and he smelled of alcohol. Ding Yiyi trembled in anger. "Let me go!"

This sentence was undoubtedly the trigger. Ye Nianmo pressed his lips so fiercely that she could not breathe. He looked at her eyes that were wide open because of anger, and her hands that were constantly waving because of resistance. The fire became more and more intense, destroying his reason!

Outside the door, Ao Xue stood quietly, listening to the crying and low breathing inside the door. Her fingers were fiercely embedded in her palms. It hurt so much, but she smiled.

It was raining again, and Ding Yiyi looked out of the window absentmindedly. If the pointer on the wall hadn't told her it was daytime, she would have thought she had fallen into endless darkness.

There was nothing on her body that didn't hurt. She just moved her fingers, and the strength around her waist increased a lot. A coat was thrown at the foot of the bed, and with the smell of alcohol, she kicked it off the bed with her legs.

Ye Nianmo was sleeping soundly. He still had the smell of alcohol on him, but she was already dry all over. Even if she was drunk, he would remember to help her deal with it later, but so what? The hickey can disappear, but the hurt in your heart will always be there.

He woke up with a confused look in his eyes, then woke up in an instant. He stood up solemnly and understood what was going on when he saw the mess on the ground that had been kicked over.

Those things were obviously treasures. She had been packing them up last night, but he drank and saw her with her suitcase. The strong panic made him unable to think rationally.

He reached out to touch the bruises on her skin. She dodged, but she made a painful sound. Ding Yiyi looked out the window and resisted helplessly but stubbornly.

She heard the slight creaking of the bed, then the zipping of the metal pants.

Ye Nianmo was dressed neatly and his eyes were heavy. Although his heart ached, he was more determined. He said, "Do you hate me?"

Ding Yiyi finally turned to look at him. She didn't speak, and he didn't force her. For a long time, "I don't know."

Ye nianmo smiled, and the sadness in her eyes made her smile sad. He closed his eyes and said softly, "That's enough."

He left, he finally left. Ding Yiyi got off the bed barefoot, under the soft woolen blanket. She walked out the window, and the rain splashed on the glass window, beautiful and heartless.

The door was knocked, and Dou Dou's voice sounded timidly. "Miss Yiyi."

She wrapped herself in a sheet and went to open the door. Dou Dou couldn't help blushing when he saw the traces of love on her.

"Do you like Ye Nianmo?" Ding Yiyi asked suddenly, his tone calm.

Dou Dou was shocked. Ao Xue had asked her the same question, and then tortured her. She quickly shook her head. "Miss Yiyi, there's nothing between me and the young master, really!"

Ding Yiyi looked at her panic and patted her on the shoulder in a gentle and patient tone. "It's okay. I didn't mean any harm. Tell me, do you like Ye Nianmo?"

Dou Dou hesitated, nodded, and then shook his head wildly. "Rather than liking him, it's worship. He's the kind of man every girl wants to meet at the best age."

Seeing that there was no displeasure on ding yiyi's face, she continued, "Tall and handsome, young and promising, never in a difficult position, and very knowledgeable. Almost all the words that can be thought of can be safely guarded against him."

Sensing that he had said too much, Dou Dou shut up cautiously and looked at Ding Yiyi carefully.

Ding Yiyi comforted her with a smile and said softly, "It seems that I am in bliss and I don't know what to do."

Dou Dou didn't say anything. Sometimes she did think so. Young master obviously doted on her so much, but why did she go against young master? How many people want this favor but can't get it?

There was silence between them. Ding Yiyi broke it first. She looked at the porridge in her bowl. "It smells good."

Dou Dou nodded heavily. "Yes, the young master told me last night. The kitchen was up early this morning."

She did not know what she had said wrong. All she knew was that miss Ding Yiyi's face suddenly turned ugly and she quickly shut up.

Ding Yiyi took the porridge from her hand and said softly, "Okay, I know. Thank you."

Dou Dou left, and her smile disappeared on her face. She closed the door and changed her clothes. She looked at the sweet porridge on the table with a cold face. Without any hesitation, she poured the steaming bowls of porridge into the trash can.