The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

It was not a good thing for the housekeeper to have more than one mistress in the house. He did not dare treat her like a maid. He had to smile and serve her carefully every day.

But he was worried that Zheng Hao would never forget Xia Yihan, so he had to find a way to get rid of her.

The housekeeper thought for a moment and said, "Madam, I think it would be better for Miss Song to develop a relationship with Mr. Ye if she could stay in Mr. Ye's room."

Will Mo agree? Fu Fengyi thought, but didn't say it.

Seeing that fu Feng Yi didn't say anything, the housekeeper said cautiously, "Madam, Mr. Ye is almost up. You..."

"Let's go take a look."

She had to see it with her own eyes to believe that her son really left the maid in the room for the night.

The housekeeper helped her, thinking about how Mrs. Wang dealt with qingwen in the dream of the red chamber, and felt that as long as she saw that Xia Yihan was really there, she would not be able to eat well.

"Madam, I can't go with you." The butler said as he helped Fu Fengyi into the hall.

"Go do something else."

He was one of her spies, and Fu Fengyi naturally wouldn't make it too difficult for him.

After the housekeeper left, Fu Fengyi walked slowly to Ye Zimo's bedroom door, knocked on the door and asked softly, "Mo, are you up?"

It was only when the sky lit up that the two of them fell asleep. Ye Zimo had just woken up and Xia Yihan was sleeping soundly.

In her sleep, she heard a voice. Xia Yihan suddenly woke up and Fu Fengyi asked, "Mo, are you awake?"

She sat up, looked at Ye Zimo, and then at herself. Did her mother believe that there was nothing between them?

"You open the door!" Ye mo sat up, leaned against the bed, and ordered Xia Yihan in a deep voice.

His face was very ugly. He must still be angry at her for lying last night.

Xia Yihan could only pray that madam misunderstood that it was okay for her to spend the night here, but she must not be kicked out immediately.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" She deliberately raised her voice a little, trying to make her wife realize that she was only here to take care of him.

When she reached the door and opened the door, she bent over to bow to fu Feng Yi and whispered, "Good morning, madam!"

She was really in Mo's room. Her hair was still messy and she came barefoot to open the door.

Both of them were young men and women, and Ye Zimo had always been known as a prodigal son. She would never believe that the two of them stayed overnight without having sex.

Fu Fengyi's gaze made Xia Yihan feel awkward. Ye mo got out of bed as if nothing had happened, walked to her mother and asked with a smile, "Mom, did you sleep well last night?"

Fu Fengyi didn't answer. He turned to look at Xia Yihan and said, "Go out for a while. Stay in the hall. Don't go far."

Oh no, madam's reaction was probably to chase her away.

When Xia Yihan was in a hurry, he looked at Ye Zimo for help. She had a strong desire for him to speak for her, as he did in the kitchen yesterday, so that madam would not misunderstand.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her at all, as if he didn't know she was asking him for help.

Xia Yihan knew it was useless for her to stay and explain. Here, she had no right to speak.

"Yes, madam." She reluctantly agreed, put on her shoes and left.

As soon as she left the house, Fu Fengyi said to Ye Zimo with a cold face, "Deal with her right away. If you don't show up, I'll show up. In short, she must leave you and leave immediately!"

Over the years, fu Feng Yi had paid great attention to his cultivation, and his voice was not loud. After all, Xia Yihan didn't go far, and most of them still heard him.

She really wanted to stay outside the door and listen to what Ye Zimo had to say, so she could rush in and defend herself at a crucial moment, but it was too rude. So she didn't stop, and as she walked into the hall, she silently prayed that ye must have a conscience and let her stay.

Just one day. I'll always be grateful to you. Ye Zimo, did you hear my heart?

There were only two people in the world who dared to give Ye Zimo face. One was his grandmother and the other was his mother. These two women were the people he respected and loved the most.

If anyone dared to treat him like this, he would have died a terrible death.

"Speak!" His mother took out the attitude she had taken in the business world in the past and forbade him from saying anything against it.

He held his mother's arm and smiled faintly, "Mom, you were a powerful heroine back then. Why are you still so angry about a little maid? If you don't like it, I'll kick her out of your house. Do you think I can't bear it?"

Fu Fengyi sat down by the bed and carefully examined his son's expression.

The dead boy has really grown up, and sometimes his thoughts can't be figured out by her as a mother.

If he didn't like it, why did he stay in his room for the night?

If I really liked it, how could I just let it go? He was not like this before, and she still had lingering fears when she thought of that incident a few years ago.

He told her to rush, but she was a little hesitant and hesitant.

Fu Fengyi had calmed down in an instant. She patted her son's hand and said softly, "Mom saw her in your room. She was really angry for a moment. Mom almost forgot who my son was. When it comes to dealing with women, there's no need for mom to interfere. You can do it yourself. It's your birthday today. It's okay to talk about it later. Don't ruin your mood."

Today's main point was to bring their relationship closer. If she forced him to drive away the woman he liked at this time, he would definitely be in a bad mood, which Fu Fengyi had already analyzed.

Moreover, she believed in her son's ability to handle these matters from the bottom of her heart. From the group to the achievements in his hands, it was clear that her son was outstanding every year.

He could command thousands of troops and horses. He couldn't handle a woman?

Xia Yihan waited anxiously in the hall, pacing restlessly.

In the long wait, she finally heard steady footsteps. She could recognize that the step belonged to Ye Zimo, and she looked up in his direction with some hope.

He still had a calm face and could not see his intentions.

She resisted the urge to run over and ask him, lowered her head and waited patiently for him to approach. As they struggled, their fingers subconsciously stirred with each other.

He glanced at her coldly and thought, are you in a hurry? Afraid of being chased out, you won't be able to fulfill your mission, will you? Afraid that hai would be disappointed in you?

I should have sent someone to throw you out right now. You lying woman, you shouldn't have stayed at all!