The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Yesterday, he spoke for her in front of his mother. He had just kissed her, and he might not be satisfied. Last night, she refused to be his woman and lied to him. He was already angry, so he would never go against her and his most respected mother.

"Mr. Ye!" She called out and made up her mind. She wanted to apologize to him and confess to him.

She bet he had a sense of justice and was willing to help her out.

Ye Zimo did not stop, nor did he look back, but said coldly, "Why don't you follow me? Do you want me to kick you out?"

If Xia Yihan was granted an amnesty, he immediately realized that he must have helped her do her mother's work behind her back.

She could stay, but she couldn't help but feel a little excited. She ran up to him, looked up at his still gloomy handsome face, and said with a smile, "Mr. Ye, thank you so much!"

He stopped, looked down at her clear eyes, and said slowly, "Don't thank me. I left you because I'm still a little interested in your body."

There was a sinister smile on his lips, and he gazed at her with determination, then walked forward again.

Xia Yihan's heart and body were confused by his provocative movements. She suppressed the indescribable throbbing and lowered her head to keep up with his pace.

Ye mo went to the gym. After talking to his mother for a while, she was later than usual today. The maids were already waiting in the gym.

In their opinion, the prince's late rise was due to last night's lust for pleasure with Xia Yihan, so zhao tian and fang lina were jealous.

The butler saw Xia Yihan standing behind Ye Zimo safe and sound, and his heart was gnashing with hatred. Only Wine and Liu Xiaojiao seemed genuinely happy that Xia Yihan was favored.

After the maids served Ye Zimo, before the meal, the butler specifically told the three of them, "Madam is still here. You don't have to do anything to her. Just bear with her."

Fang Lina Zhao Tianai was so angry that he dared not fire at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan could not be put on the spot, but the butler still did not give up on punishing her secretly. After working all morning, he sent Xia Yihan to the garden to pull up the grass under the bright sun.

After days of tiredness and the heat, Xia Yihan felt nauseous while his head was heavy and his feet were light.

"Housekeeper, I'm not feeling well. Can you give me a break?" She walked into the pavilion and pleaded with the butler who was supervising her. She was not afraid that she would be exhausted. She was just afraid that she would have the chance to see the director at the dinner party and had no strength to avenge herself.

Her face was red from the sun, and there was nothing wrong with it.

The butler was angry, and he purposely spoke sarcastically.

"Xia Yihan, do you think that by getting into Mr. Ye's bed, you can fly up the branches and become a phoenix without any work? Mr. Ye only said not to let Wine do heavy work, not to let you do it. I think you'd better tidy up the garden and not pretend to be sick!"

"Butler, I really don't feel well." Xia Yihan explained, but the butler smiled coldly and said, "Okay, then I'll report to madam that you don't want to work and see if she can understand you."

When he carried Mrs. Ye out, Xia Yihan really had no choice. Ye would plead for her, probably not every time. Even if he did, she shouldn't have caused any trouble on his birthday.

"No, I'll just keep working." She braced herself and returned to the garden under the housekeeper's triumphant gaze.

In the afternoon, Xia Yihan prepared for the dinner with everyone and did not rest for a moment.

It was almost dusk when Song Wanting arrived and her driver was sent back, leaving only a female assistant who was close to her.

Ye mo sat beside Fu Fengyi and entertained Song Wanting in the hall. Xia Yihan and Sun Mengmeng were arranged to look after her and stood not far from them.

After Song Wanting was welcomed in by the crowd, she looked at Ye Zimo with a little shyness and a little playfulness. She did not speak to him. She grabbed Fu Fengyi's hand affectionately and shouted, "Auntie!" Then he gave her a hug.

"Yes, it's Mo's birthday. Auntie is very happy that you can come! Come and sit down! Fu Fengyi patted Song Wanting's little hand and smiled kindly.

"Auntie, I heard that you like jade very much, especially the hetian jade from Xinjiang. The last time I went to the auction, I happened to meet a phoenix hairpin made of ancient hetian jade. This phoenix hairpin was the empress dowager yong le's favorite ornament of the year. Empress yong le was blessed and lived a long life. I will give this ornament to you and hope that you will live a long and happy life!"

After Song Wanting finished speaking, her assistant had already handed over an incomparably exquisite gold brocade box.

"Look at you, little girl. It's Mo's birthday. Why do you think of giving me a present?" Fu Fengyi was polite and very happy about Song Wanting's intentions.

Auntie, it is said that a child's birthday is a bitter day for his mother. You have worked so hard to give birth to him. Of course, you should accept his birthday as a gift. Here, let me get your hair done and put it on."

In order to perform well in front of Fu Fengyi, Song Wanting spent a lot of effort.

Not only did she search for hetian jade, but she also studied for ten days.

Fu Fengyi intended to let her merits be seen by Ye Zimo. After praising her for being sensible and filial, he gladly accepted her proposal.

Ye Zimo sipped her tea slowly, not showing much joy or coldness towards Song Wanting's arrival.

Song Wanting took out her own comb and some hairpins from her assistant's bag and began to skillfully and neatly place her hair. In order to help her at any time, the housekeeper winked at Xia Yihan and Sun Mengmeng to stand beside her.

Xia Yihan was still nauseous. She clenched her teeth and tried her best not to let anyone see her discomfort.

She hoped that time would pass quickly and the director would come soon, but it seemed to take a long time for her to do the cross-hair.

Song Wanting tied Fu Fengyi's long hair into an elegant bun, took out her own styling water, and sprayed it from several angles.

Smelling the special fragrance of the fixative water, Xia Yihan could no longer suppress the feeling of overturning the river and the sea. While everyone was quietly watching and appreciating Fu Fengyi's change, she suddenly very lightly "Vomit!" With a bang.

Afraid of being noticed, she quickly covered her nose and mouth, but it was too late. Everyone's eyes were on her flushed face at the same time.

Among those eyes, the coldest one came from Ye Zimo, whose face suddenly darkened.