The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Mo Xiaojun clenched Hai Qingqing's hand even tighter and said in a deep voice, "You're right. You want to call me sister-in-law."

His serious attitude made Hai Qingqing feel as sweet as honey in his heart, and the blush on his face deepened.

She looked at Mo Xiaojun and couldn't help but ask, "You, do you really like me?"

"Of course I really like it, Qingqing. Give me some time. When I make some progress in my career, I will propose to you."

Mo Xiaojun knew that Hai Qingqing didn't care at all. All she wanted was love. She had a very romantic heart and only felt that love was the greatest between heaven and earth. She was willing to sacrifice her life for love. What a precious relationship.

But she thought so, and he didn't.

After all, there is still the secular world, the secular vision is too terrible. Hai Qingqing lived in the upper class of Dongjiang. Most of them were as hypocritical as they could be. They might say on the surface that they wished her well to find prince charming.

Behind the scenes, they would definitely say that Hai Qingqing had found a pretty boy and put him on the spot.

Since he wanted to give her a lifetime of happiness, he had to marry her when he had the strength to make her happy from face to heart, without any regrets.

How could he not know which woman would not be happy and proud of the career of the man she loved? It was only out of love for him that she ignored all that.

"Why? Little Soldier, you know I don't care." Hai Qingqing said softly. Mo Xiaojun just grabbed her little hand and put it on her lips to kiss.

"You don't care about me. Okay, I'm a man. Listen to me."

Mo Xiaojun's words were so powerful that Hai Qingqing immediately calmed down, nodded gently and said, "Okay, you can get married whenever you want. I understand that men prioritize their careers."

Mo Xiaojun was a proud man. She knew that he wouldn't use a penny from her.

She also knew that Mo Xiaojun would not like to go anywhere. Everyone said that he was Hai Qingqing's husband. He had to go anywhere. Hai Qingqing was Mo Xiaojun's wife, so he could be satisfied.

Hey, both of you, don't ignore me like that, okay? I'm still in the car, and I'm just eyeing each other. Oh, sister-in-law, you must teach me how to subdue a man's heart. Let me tell you, juniors used to be cool. He wouldn't even look at any kind of immortal woman. At that time, how many people wrote him love letters, but he didn't read them and threw them into the trash can. Sister yihan and I are often jealous of each other because we are his sister. I really didn't expect him to say such affectionate words to you now. I'm so envious. Sister-in-law, I think this is one thing for another. You're too charming."

Mo Xiaonong praised Hai Qingqing sweetly. Hai Qingqing had no strong impression of Mo Xiaonong. But people like to listen to good words, especially women in love, who like it the most.

Hai Qingqing smiled sweetly at mo xiaonong and said, "I don't have any charm. I just happened to meet him. This is my luck."

Mo Xiaojun knew the nature of Mo Xiaonong, a girl who would flatter and cheer whoever was useful. If anyone had lost their usefulness, she could turn around and kick them away.

So he was just a little tired of her flattery.

His feelings for her were pitiful. If she could show him her sincerity, he might change his impression of her. Unfortunately...

"Sister-in-law, you own this coffee shop?" Mo Xiaonong didn't look at Mo Xiaojun's face. She knew that his face must not look good.

She didn't care what he thought, but she was sure that even if he wasn't satisfied with her, he wouldn't say anything about her in front of Hai Qingqing.

As long as he didn't say anything, Hai Qingqing would think that she was his sister and would certainly give her face.

"Yes, I drove it."

"Sister-in-law is really capable. It seems that not only do I have to learn from sister-in-law how to subdue men, I can also learn from sister-in-law how to increase my income!" Mo Xiaonong praised him again. This time, Hai Qingqing just smiled and said calmly, "You flatter me. It doesn't matter whether you make money or not. In the past, it was fun to open a few stores. It's nothing."

Mo Xiaonong thought, it's okay to make money, because you have money. Rich people don't have much trouble talking while standing. If she grew up in an ordinary family like her, see if she still has such high sentiments.

In her heart, she would not say that, but she would still praise her.

While they were chatting, they saw hai zhixuan and xia Yihan coming out of the door one after another. Hai Qingqing opened the door and went down. He came forward and asked xia Yihan with a smile, "How was it? Did the conversation go well? Did Hai Zhixuan confess to you? I don't know how many times better you'll be with him than with ye mo."

Ever since he knew that Ye Zimo and song wanting were pregnant, when Hai Qingqing mentioned him, he always called him Ye Zimo with a little anger, and never called him brother zimo again.

Xia Yihan blushed slightly and said softly, "He didn't say that."

"Oh, I see. What did you say? Let me hear it." Hai Qingqing smiled and hai zhixuan said coldly, "Where did you get so much? Send Yihan home. I have something to do."

Hai qingqing wanted to ask about Xia Yihan and Hai Zhixuan, but she didn't notice her brother's face. When Hai Zhixuan said this, she found that his face was a little abnormal, as if he was trying to suppress something.

Hai Qingqing immediately put away a smile, grabbed Xia Yihan and walked away, saying, "Go, go, go, do your thing."

Hai Zhixuan took another meaningful look at Xia Yihan and walked quickly to get his car.

"Let's go, Yihan. Which way is your home?" After Xia Yihan got in the car, Hai Qingqing asked her. After she gave the address, Hai Qingqing drove away.

After leaving the sight of a few people, Hai Zhixuan called the person who had reported to him and asked him how his bruises were and where he was seeing the doctor.

"He's currently in the department of orthopedics and traumatology at the provincial first hospital. He's not seriously injured. He hurt his leg... Wait a minute. I got a call from someone who was staring at the provincial first hospital." The subordinate said, took a phone call, and then reported to Hai Zhixuan, "It's all bandaged up. Now it's on the way back to his villa."

"Got it!" Hai Zhixuan said in a deep voice. He put down the phone and his heart was at ease.

Ye Zimo... Did you really get hurt this time, or did you do it yourself? He got into the car and drove, thinking about all kinds of possibilities, in addition to accidents, and his own injuries, there was also the The song family.

The The song family wanted to warn him to stay away from Xia Yihan. Moreover, the fact that he arranged for Song Shuhao and Xiao Xiaoli to get married made the The song family very mind, and it might be necessary to give him some color to see.

Of course, that old fox Zhong Yuquan couldn't be ruled out.

Ever since he was transferred to Linjiang, he was no longer Zhong Yuquan's confidential secretary. He would hardly ask him to do anything.

The last time Ye Zimo and Song Wanting were getting engaged, Zhong Yuquan had instructed him to create a car accident for Ye Zimo, and he had to handle it properly, so Zhong Yuquan's chances were not small.

Knowing that he only had a leg injury, he didn't drive too fast. By the time he got to the villa, Ye Zimo had already arrived.

When ye mo returned to the villa, he drove a sports car, and his two sports cars naturally couldn't seat two reporters. So the reporters followed him in another car. At the fork in the road from the city to the suburbs, a truck sped up and hit Ye Zimo's car.

Instinctively, the reporter took photos and recorded the moment of the accident.

Ye Zimo's driver's seat was ejected from the airbag, protecting his upper body, but his leg was injured by the pressure from the sunken body. When Ye Zimo was carried out of the car, the reporter caught the blood on his body, which was very eye-catching.

Next, Ye Zimo was sent to the nearest provincial hospital, where reporters were waiting outside. As soon as he came out, he recorded the situation again.

"Mr. Ye, you must rest when something like this happens. We won't disturb you, or we'll postpone the interview." The reporter said to ye mo, but he smiled gently and said, "It doesn't matter. You are also busy with work. After the interview today, I just need to trouble you to come back to the villa with me for an interview. I'm really sorry."

The two reporters had a new understanding of the legendary prince, who was cold and inhumane. It turned out that the rumors were not believable. The prince was so approachable.

Ye mo went to the villa and the butler was frightened by his appearance.

"Mr. Ye, what's wrong with you? Why are you hurt?" The housekeeper asked with concern. Ye Zimo just smiled indifferently and asked, "Where's Tingting?"

"Miss Song is upstairs. I'm going to invite her! You guys help Mr. Ye back to the bedroom on the first floor." After the housekeeper finished his work, he looked at Ye Zimo's injury anxiously before entering the main house and going upstairs to ask Song Wanting to come down.

"Miss Song, Mr. Ye's in a car accident. He's back now. He's downstairs. You should go and see him now!" The housekeeper said hurriedly after knocking on Song Wanting's door.

He spoke anxiously, as if ye mo had hurt his heart instead of his leg. He was just trying to create some tension for Song Wanting. She was upstairs, and this tension made her fall down easily when she went down the stairs.

She had to roll down the stairs... All the good people were satisfied, the butler thought coldly.

"What? Zi Mo was in a car accident? Wait, wait!" Song Wanting was a little anxious. She hurriedly finished asking and quickly got off the bed. The fat slippers on the bed chased her out.

"I'm sorry, Miss Song. I can't wait for you. Mr. Ye seems to be in pain. I'm in a hurry to take care of him." After the housekeeper finished speaking, no matter how anxious Song Wanting was, he went down first.

Song Wanting quickly walked out of the room, his legs a little weak.

But she quickly calmed down, thinking that she could not avoid the disaster. If Ye Zimo was seriously injured, it wouldn't be so bad for her. There's nothing wrong with her liking him, but she prefers great wealth to him. Now, unlike when he hurt her there, she already had his child. If he is not careful... Her child will inherit most of his wealth. By then, her mother and son will be rich, and her life will be full of glory and wealth.

She thought again that he would be fine when he came back. There was no need to make a fuss about minor injuries to her, but it was not worth the loss if you hurt the child in your stomach.

Song Wanting held on to the stairs and slowly went downstairs. When he reached the first floor, he quickened his pace and went to Ye Zimo's bedroom on the first floor.

"Zi Mo! How are you? Are you okay?" Before Song Wanting arrived, his anxious voice sounded.

As soon as she appeared, two reporters took photos of her. This was Vice president song's advice in advance. If they had the chance, they would have published the picture of Song Wanting's big belly.

Seeing the reporters taking pictures, Song Wanting stopped and straightened his stomach to let them take a good picture.

After they took a few pictures, her face showed anxiety again. She pushed open the door of Ye Zimo's room and went in. She saw that Ye Zimo was already lying on the bed, and the doctors and nurses in the villa were here to help him fix his legs.

"Zi Mo, what's going on? You scared me to death!" As song wanting spoke, tears welled up in her eyes and her voice trembled.

"It's okay. Don't be afraid. It's just a push. Everything else is fine." Ye Zimo comforted her gently, and the reporters filmed Song Wanting crying for Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo did not stop her.

"Oh, what are you talking about? Even if you hurt your leg. No broken bones, right? Why is there blood on my pants? It scared me to death. It really scared me to death." Song Wanting said and cried, looking distressed. Ye Zimo looked at her, but his mind had already flown to Xia Yihan.

He still remembered how xia Yihan looked the last time he was in a car accident. She was so heartbroken. Without crying and performing, her eyes could tell everything.

Little thing, if you knew I was in a car accident, how sad would you be? This time it was different from the last time. She loved him more than ever.

Don't let her know, or she will want to go back to the villa to take care of him.

In fact, before he did this, he was most worried about his Xia Yihan. Of course, he was also worried about his parents, afraid that they were worried about him. His parents were happy to say that he only needed one message to get there, and they would know that this was his purposeful action.

Xia Yihan was the most stubborn. She wouldn't give up until she saw that he was fine.

It all depends on Hai Zhixuan's ability. He must take her away as soon as possible and leave Dongjiang for Linjiang. If he wanted to do it, he had better not go to Linjiang, take her somewhere else to travel, and when he came back, no one would mention it again.

"Don't be afraid. Calm down and don't scare the child." Ye Zimo advised again, and reached out to gently touch Song Wanting's hair twice, naturally this rare warm scene was also photographed by the reporters.

"May I ask Mr. Ye, when are you going to officially marry Miss Song and give the child a complete home?" The reporter took the opportunity to ask a question, which Vice president song specifically instructed last night.

Song Wanting looked at Ye Zimo with hope again, and what he said was going to spread, so it was more useful than his promise to his family alone.

Ye Zimo glanced at Song Wanting indifferently, and he had some thoughts about her quickly turning his attention to the matter of marriage. Acting in place would still reveal her instincts. As soon as she mentioned marriage, she was eager to forget that she was "Worried" about his injury.

"Your question makes it difficult for me to answer. Women like to have a mysterious wedding. Tingting is the mother of my child. Of course I will treat her well. As for the wedding, it's hard to say. I hope you can understand."

No matter what the two reporters said, Ye Zimo still successfully bypassed them. Later on, they had to admit that they had no way to complete Vice president song's mission.

Song Wanting saw that Ye Zimo really didn't promise to get married. She knew that he wouldn't say anything if the reporters asked again.

She thought to herself that since he had avoided talking about it, she would have to work on something else.

"Zi Mo, oh, you were hurt. I really shouldn't have said that. But I can't help but say it. I was so scared, I almost died. You don't even know that she got two people to help her today, and that's for my child. It took me a long time to save our child. Zi Mo, if you bring me to work in the future, will you? I'm scared. I don't dare to be at home alone." With that, Song Wanting began to cry again.

Ye mo frowned and said coldly, "Is there really such a thing? This is too much! Don't worry, I'll protect you from harm to our children in the future."

"Really? Zi Mo, I'm relieved to hear you say that. It scared me to death. I really didn't know who she was. I looked at her so gently. I thought... Oh! Forget it. No matter what, you've been in love before. It's better not to let anyone know about it."

Song Wanting clearly wanted everyone to know how Xia Yihan dealt with her and how Xia Yihan could never raise her head from now on. She was in a stable position, so how could Ye Zimo not know?

He looked at Song Wanting with some appreciation and said dotingly, "It's rare for you to be so magnanimous after being wronged. Let's not let you be wronged in vain. I'm going to ask my two friends to write about it. Just write about it. You don't have to name it."

"Zi Mo, you're so good to me!" Song wanting said with tears in her eyes and a smile. After saying this, she pretended to throw herself into Ye Zimo's arms.

Ye mo was reluctant to approach her from the bottom of his heart. When she leaned over, he grabbed her shoulder and sighed, "I'm hurt. I can't hug you if I want to."

Song Wanting looked a little embarrassed, then looked at Ye Zimo worriedly and reached out to look for his injury.

"Zi Mo, does it hurt now?"

Ye Zimo shook his head.

"You'd better go back to your room and rest. You're frightened today. It's good for the child to rest more. I'll take a rest too." After Ye Zimo finished speaking, he asked the reporter, "Is there anything else to interview?"

"No, Mr. Ye. We won't bother you anymore. I'll take my leave."

It was time to leave. All the pictures of her big belly were taken. When she had achieved her goal, she naturally wanted to leave. Ye Zimo thought coldly to himself. On the surface, she was very polite. She called the housekeeper and asked him to see her off.

"Zi Mo, I'll go back to my room. You called me again. If you're hungry and don't like what the chef makes, I can make it for you myself. Even though I'm pregnant, I'm sure our Baby will be happy to know that his mother makes food for his father." Song Wanting said gently. Ye Zimo smiled and nodded.

"I'll call you if I want to. I won't be polite to you."

After Ye Zimo finished speaking, he looked at Song Wanting tenderly and watched her leave.