The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

At Ye Zimo's command, the driver turned around and drove back to downtown Linjiang. He found an upscale restaurant and stopped the car.

Xia Yihan didn't say anything, but quietly followed Ye Zimo into the restaurant and sat down. Ye Zimo called the driver over for dinner because he was away on a business trip.

He ordered a lot of dishes. Actually, Xia Yihan didn't have much appetite, but he didn't want to waste it, so he forced himself to eat some. Ye mo didn't even move his chopsticks.

If she remembered correctly, this man didn't eat anything like her last night. Was his body made of iron?

"Why not eat?" She couldn't help but ask him angrily.

"Let's go!" Seeing that she was almost the same as the driver, ye yemo stood up.

"If you don't eat, I won't go!" Just like the last time she didn't let him drink, this time her stubbornness returned.

It was good to say that she was useless. She just didn't want to see him not eating. No matter how he treated her, she always remembered when he was good to her. How could she forget all the things he had done for her?

Moreover, love itself cannot be measured by who is better to whom. She thought that even if he didn't smile at her from now on, maybe she wouldn't forget him. She and he used to snuggle up to each other like a person. He was her first man. How could she be indifferent?

Ye Zimo looked at this stubborn little woman, and his concern for her was not without feeling.

If she were gentle, it would really make a man feel that as long as he had her, the whole world could not want her.

He did not speak or eat, but bent over and picked her up.

"Put me down! After dinner!" He ignored Xia Yihan's words and strode out of the restaurant, disregarding everyone's strange eyes.

The driver paid for the meal and followed.

Ye Zimo's rule was that as long as there was a follower, he would never pay himself. The follower could advance some fees every month and settle them at the end of the month.

The driver opened the door, and Ye Zimo shoved Xia Yihan into the car before getting in.

"Xia Yihan! Take me to your house. I mean your foster parents' house. I'm going to find something to confirm Mo Xiaojun's identity."

Xia Yihan woke up like a dream and realized how she had missed such an important clue. The Mo family should have a lot of evidence about Mo Xiaojun's identity.

Then she realized why she didn't think about it. After Mo Xiaojun's accident, her adoptive parents said they were taboo and burned everything he had. At that time, she did not think that if she wanted to think about it now, it would be Yu Shanshan's idea.

Even the photos of Mo Xiaojun that she had left behind in private were burned by them.

After she was released from prison, the Mo family family moved away, and she couldn't find them at all. If she hadn't met Yu Shanshan at the villa and Yu Shanshan had asked mo xiaoxiang to persuade her, she probably wouldn't have known where they had gone in her whole life.

Before she could tell Ye Zimo the truth, her cell phone rang. It was a familiar number.

"Who?" Seeing that she didn't answer, ye mo asked her with a dark face.

He seemed to have said that he could only contact him on this cell phone. Now someone is calling her, but she doesn't answer. Could it be Hai Zhixuan? Or maybe she still has a lot of secrets...

Xia Yihan didn't want to pick it up because it was Mo Xiaonong.

Without her, things couldn't have gotten out of hand. She really wanted to be ruthless and never answer her phone for the rest of her life.

After all, she was brought up as a child. She was like half a mother. How could a mother not forgive her daughter? No matter how angry she was, she pressed the answer button. Her tone was not very good.

"What's the matter?"

"Sis, I'm traveling abroad. I just got a call from dad saying something bad happened at home."

Xia Yihan's heart skipped a beat when he heard the word "Big deal." What's the matter?"

"You know, didn't Yu Shanshan pay for our family? I lost about one million yuan. Didn't my parents buy a house and move away? I spent some of the rest of the money, and there were 300,000 yuan left. I lost it!"

So it was this.

If something else had happened to them, if the money had not come from this way, Xia Yihan would have been very anxious for his adoptive parents. However, this money was exchanged for by mo xiaojun. At that time, she refused to let them take the money, and there was no way to stop it.

Now that the money was gone, she only felt that she deserved it. It was Mo Xiaojun's spirit in heaven who took the money away.

Her expression turned cold and she replied, "This money should not have been what you wanted. Losing it is the best result."

"You!" Mo xiao gave a deep "You" sound, then said angrily, "Anyway, I told you about this. I lost the money. Mom was in a hurry and got sick and hospitalized. Dad is too busy to ask for leave. It's your business if you want to find a way to take care of her. Since you have no conscience, I can't count on you. But I don't have time to go back. You can do whatever you want! I'll send you the address!"

After that, Mo Xiaonong cut off the phone and didn't give Xia Yihan a chance to speak.

She knew that Xia Yihan would go back. Even if her foster mother didn't treat her as a daughter, she still missed her. If it weren't for the fact that Mo Xiaojun was breaking Xia Yihan's heart this time, she would have been very filial to the Mo family's parents.

Mo Xiaonong's message was quickly sent, with only the new address of the Mo family and the phone number of the parents of the Mo family, and nothing else, not a single polite word asking her to take care of her parents.

Xia Yihan was still concerned about her foster mother's health. She wanted to go back and take a look. She looked at Ye Zimo and wanted to hear what he meant.

"Tell the driver the address." Ye Zimo said in a deep voice.

Xia Yihan wanted to tell yemo that there might not be anything left behind by Mo Xiaojun, but she still held a glimmer of hope and longed for something to be missed.

The car stopped in front of the Mo family's new home. Ye mo had planned to get off with Xia Yihan to go to the Mo family, but he didn't expect that he had a call coming in at this time. It was the housekeeper.

Picking up the phone, the housekeeper's voice was very urgent, "Mr. Ye, madam suddenly came. She fainted when she heard the maid talking about your brother's death."

Xia Yihan was standing in the car, looking at Ye Zimo's face, and wanted to ask him what happened, but the door was suddenly slammed shut from inside, and the car swished away.

"Ye..." She ran for two steps before her phone rang and Ye Zimo's phone rang.

"My mother is ill. I want to go home immediately. If you find Mo Xiaojun's things, I'll send someone to pick you up."

"My foster mother is sick too. Can you give me a few days to take care of her here? When she gets better, I'll go back on my own." Xia Yihan asked.

"Got it."

Ye Zimo closed the line as soon as he finished speaking. As for what he understood, it was a little unclear, but at this time, Xia Yihan could not care so much.

Just as Xia Yihan was about to turn around and go upstairs, Ye Zimo's car quickly reversed. Then the window opened and Ye Zimo's wallet flew out of the car, right under her feet.

"Take it!" As the car drove away again, Ye Zimo's voice drifted over.

Only then did she realize that she did not have any cash on her. Ye family's salary was on the card. She came out with Ye Zimo. She didn't want to bring money, nor did she want to bring a card.

His mother was sick, and when he was in such a hurry, he thought about how difficult it was for her to walk without money.

Who said he was heartless towards her?

Xia Yihan watched the car leave in a daze and tears began to form in his eyes.

Ye Zimo Ye Zimo, why are you such a person who can't help but love and hate?

She didn't want to think too much. She went up to the sixth floor according to the address and knocked on the door. No one answered. When she called her foster parents, she didn't answer them. After thinking about it, she went to the bottom of the newspaper box and found the key.

Mother of Mo was a very strange person, and many of her habits were strange. For example, she was afraid that she would not be able to enter the house without a key, so she would secretly put a small cloth bag under the bottom of her newspaper box at night and put a spare key in it.

She also liked to keep her cash at home, locking the door at night and counting all the money to sleep peacefully.

Xia Yihan did not know that she never used a passbook or a bank card, but only trusted cash. She had heard mo xiaojun talk about it once.

Thinking of Mo Xiaojun, she was in a trance for a while before opening the door and entering. There was no one in the room.

Guessing that they might have gone to the hospital, Xia Yihan called father mo again and finally answered the call.

"Dad, I'm Yihan. I heard that my mom is sick. Which hospital are you at? I'll go see her."

"Yihan, why are you back? Your mother is in the third hospital, on the fifth floor, bed 28."

"I'll be right there."

Xia Yihan left home again, locked the door and put the key away. When she walked to the street to take a taxi, she realized how necessary ye mo was to give her money.

She tightened her grip on the wallet, as if it was the man's hand.

When she reached the hospital and found mother of Mo's bed, Xia Yihan called out respectfully as soon as she entered, "Dad, mom!"

Unexpectedly, the foster mother, who had been groaning weakly in bed, suddenly sat up and yelled at her angrily, "You still know how to come back? Where did you die? Thanks to the fact that I've raised you for 20 years, I'm finally graduating from college, and I'm counting on you to earn money and be filial to me. You, on the other hand, followed the demon and insisted on avenging the dead. What kind of revenge, revenge? Can someone give you some money? Huh?"

Father mo was not bad to Xia Yihan, but he was honest and used to listening to his wife. Now that mother of Mo was yelling at someone in the ward, he felt that he couldn't get over it, so he whispered, "Stop arguing. Isn't she back? I heard that you were ill and would be back soon. What else do you want?"

Mother of Mo glared at father mo and said in a louder voice, "What's the use of her coming back? You lost all your money. Tell me, why weren't you home last night? The money was lost! That's my retirement money. How do you want me to live?"

After that, she burst into tears. This kind of sadness was not fake, she was really too distressed about the lost money, it was killing her.

Xia Yihan hated her to death when she had insisted on collecting the money, but now she couldn't bear to see her crying so sadly.

She walked up to her and comforted her softly, "Mom, don't worry. Did you call the police? With that much money, it must be a big case. The police should be able to solve it."

Hearing the word "Call the police," mother of Mo seemed to calm down again and scolded her in a low voice," what nonsense are you talking about? Call the police? I don't know... Ono took it."

"Why do you say that?" Xia Yihan asked.

"Why? Who else knows about the cash in our house? Aren't those the people in our house? Neither your father nor I will take it. Little Soldier is dead, which means that you and Ono know our house will keep cash..."

"Mom, how do you know it must have been done by someone with cash in the house?"

"How do I know? Nothing was moved in the house, except the cardboard box that was left in the kitchen with some old newspapers was taken away. If it weren't for those who knew, who would steal money from the kitchen? Who would have thought that we would put the money in a cardboard box filled with rubbish?" At the mention of this, mother of Mo was extremely excited. That's a lot of money. She counts it for a long time every night.

Before she went to bed last night, she had counted, counted, and counted every cent. But when she woke up this morning, the box was gone, as if she had seen a ghost. The windows were not broken and the door was not pried open. On the sixth floor, it was not easy for thieves to climb in from outside. Besides, it was autumn and the windows were locked so tightly that they couldn't get in.

All of this proves that it must have been done by an acquaintance. These people in the family, she thought again, Mo Xiaojun is dead, Mo Xiaonong and Xia Yihan...

"Wait! Xia Yihan, why are you back at this time? It's you! You stole the money! You're panicking again after stealing. You want to find out, don't you?"

"Mom, what are you talking about? It was Ono who told me that I came back because I lost money at home." Xia Yihan hurriedly explained, but mother of Mo didn't listen at all.

When I wanted to collect money, you didn't agree. I think you're trying your best to get rid of this money. I've raised you for nothing. You've been raising you for so many years. You've even calculated the money for my retirement, and you're going to get it for me. Get out of here! No, give me the money! Get out again!"

Mo Xiaonong's character was like her mother's, and she was so unreasonable that she didn't listen to anyone.

Xia Yihan took a few deep breaths helplessly and whispered, "Mom, can you calm down? I didn't take it. If you really don't believe me, call the police!"

How dare mother of Mo Bai Zhongjie report it? She was afraid that if her daughter Mo Xiaonong took the money, the report would cause a bad influence on her daughter.

"I'm not going to report it anyway. You did it. Even if it wasn't you, it had something to do with you. You have to make up for my loss!" Bai Zhongjie said angrily.

She was a little tired from the long roar and lay back on the bed.

Xia Yihan gently advised her, "Mom, you're worried that if it was Ono who reported the case, she would be in trouble. I don't think it's her..." But it's also possible that Xia Yihan is not sure what mo xiaonong can do.

If it weren't for her, no one would have known so much about their family.

"Forget it, forget it! Go buy me something to eat. I'm so angry that I haven't eaten yet. Old mo, can't you ask for leave? Just go to work. You can have this dead girl here."

This dead girl was Bai Zhongjie's most common name for Xia Yihan, and she was used to it.

"Dad, you go to work. Take care of yourself." Xia Yihan said to Mo Weibing.

"Okay, then I'll go. Whatever your mother says, don't take it to heart." Mo Weibing wanted to persuade. Xia Yihan just shook her head gently and said, "Dad, you can go to work. I won't be angry."

"You can't be angry either. You're in the hospital now. Just take care of the baby. It's not easy for the baby to come back." Mo Weibing tried to persuade his wife, but Bai Zhongjie said angrily, "It's not that you are incompetent. If you have a big boss of tens of millions, I will be a beggar if you lose this money. Can I be angry?"

Mo Weibing sighed and said, "I'm the one who can't do it. I didn't let you live a good life. You can blame me, just take care of yourself."

After that, Mo Weibing looked at his wife again, then turned around and left the ward to go to work.

They had been like this for so many years. Bai Zhongjie was arrogant and domineering, Mo Weibing was honest and patient, and Xia Yihan was used to it. But today, Mo Weibing's attitude suddenly touched her. She suddenly admired this foster father. He could treat his wife like this for decades.

Perhaps this was true love. Although his love seemed very humble, he was wholehearted and could not even have self-esteem. Ye Zimo would never be like this. He had such strong principles, such strong self-esteem, and no woman could control him in his world.

"What are you still standing here for, this wretched girl? Didn't you hear that I wanted to eat?" Bai Zhongjie's words brought Xia Yihan back to his senses.

"I'm sorry, mom. What would you like to eat?"

"It's not like you don't know what I eat. Why did you run outside for a year, like a fool? Where's your old cleverness?"

It's not that she doesn't know what she eats, but the problem is that she's hard to serve. She wasn't sure what she was going to eat right now. She might not be satisfied with what she bought, but she would yell at her and ask her to buy it again.

"Mom, can we have porridge? You're sick, and your digestion is bad."

"Porridge? How can you be full with porridge? I want beef! Go and see if the best meat restaurant is open!"

"Mom, I can't digest the beef at this time. It's going to hurt. When you're ready..."

"You don't want money, do you? Even the money to buy me a beef? Listen to me, listen to me. Did I raise her for nothing? I can't even afford to buy me a piece of beef!" Bai Zhongjie shouted, and the other patients and visiting relatives in the ward all looked over to them.

Xia Yihan lowered her head awkwardly. She realized that her adoptive mother had gone too far. Maybe she was in a bad mood after losing money today. In the past, even if she scolded her and sometimes hit her, she was still at home, so no one would think that she was bad for her adopted daughter.

"Mom, okay, then I'll buy it for you!"

Xia Yihan walked to the door of the ward, and Bai Zhongjie called out again, "I want to eat chestnuts. I want to buy those high-end, purple-gold chestnuts."

"Okay."