The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Lady boss looked at it and said to himself, "Hmph, what a big engagement party. Rich people are luxury."

The woman carrying the goods was Song Wanting. She ran to this small supermarket in the far suburbs, and no one else found any information about her, as if she had disappeared from this world.

Song Wanting's eyes were fixed on the tv series. She was filled with millions of sorrows. She was the real miss, but there was a family she couldn't meet. Yan Qingyan, your smile was so bright. Did you know that you were not Ye Haoran's youngest son at all? Mo Xiaojun was the one. You were just a lie I made up. You had always taken Mo Xiaojun's place.

She remembered that Yan Qingyan had not said a word to her after her accident. The more Song Wanting thought about it, the more unfair it became. The more she thought about it, the more twisted she became. She sneered and ran out of the small supermarket. Now Song Wanting's skin was sallow and her eyes were blank. No one would remember that she was the Song Wanting.

"Damn girl, you said you were going there. Come back." Lady boss watched Song Wanting rush out of the supermarket. Her pride was in her head. Where the hell was this dead girl going? She didn't tell her. She couldn't keep up with Song Wanting after all. She could only follow her.

No matter how lady boss called song wanting, she didn't turn her head back. She ran to a public phone booth, took out a few coins from her pocket and put them in.

Song Wanting picked up the microphone coldly, his face like a venomous snake spitting out a letter.

She paused for a few minutes and her men quickly dialed the Ye family landline. The whole thing about the Ye family was in her head, and she couldn't forget it even if she wanted to.

The call went through in a few minutes.

"Who are you looking for?" The other party asked gently without waiting for Song Wanting to speak.

Song Wanting never changed her expression from the beginning to the end. When she heard who you were looking for, she felt extremely sarcastic. In the past, no one in the Ye family villa was following her lead, but now no one knows her.

Song Wanting opened his mouth and said with a sneer, "I'm looking for yan Qinglan. Oh, Yan Qingyan is the engaged son of Ye Zihan. Go and get him to answer the phone." Especially that young master Ye Zihan.

"Who are you, please?" The other party asked, this sentence more exciting Song Wanting.

"If I let you go, you can go. What nonsense?" Song Wanting's accumulated complaints over the past few days suddenly exploded, and her eldest lady's temper immediately rose.

The other party seemed to be intimidated by Song Wanting's roar and called Yan Qingyan strangely. She was just a little maid.

The engagement party was over, and Yan Qingyan pulled Wine to prepare a toast.

A maid rushed to Yan Qingyan and whispered, "Mr. Ye, there's someone looking for you." She glanced at Wine, her eyes filled with regret, and she looked at Wine inexplicably.

"Wine, wait for me here. I'll be back soon. Soon." Yan Qingyan patted Wine's arm to reassure her. Wine smiled and nodded.

Yan Qingyan strode with the maid and the phone rang when he arrived in the hall.

"Mr. Ye, it should be your call." The maid said carefully. The woman was too fierce. She was afraid to hear her shrill roar.

"You go ahead and I'll pick it up." Yan Qingyan said softly. He picked up the receiver and asked, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

Song Wanting heard Yan Qingyan's voice and said coldly, "Yan Qingyan, look at you getting more and more nourished."

When Yan Qingyan heard Song Wanting's phone call, she widened her eyes in surprise and forgot to speak. A few days ago, ye mo looked for Song Wanting and couldn't find her. How did she reveal her identity and call herself today?

Yan Qingyan, today I want to tell you a secret, a secret that makes your life worse than death. You're not Ye Zihan at all. The so-called paternity test was done by me. If you don't believe me, you can go to the paternity test yourself. "Song Wanting said harshly. She didn't say who Ye Zihan was. Her heart was twisted. Song Wanting was sure that Yan Qingyan would not believe her for a moment. She was sure that Yan Qingyan would do anything to prove her identity." You're all happy. It's not that easy."

"You lied." Yan Qingyan shouted. He and Ye Haoran had both done their own identification. Black and white. He didn't believe Song Wanting.

"I lied, but lying is to help you, a thief, lie." Song Wanting felt the uneasiness in Yan Qingyan's heart, and the pain she had suffered over the years seemed to have eased a little, "Yan Qingyan, the paternity test between you and Ye Haoran was changed, and the test was changed by me."

"Why should I believe you?" Yan Qingyan asked uneasily. His voice had already lost its original tone because of his excitement. He looked around carefully. The maid was already gone, and it was his wedding today. They were all busy.

"You may not believe me, but you can go and do your own identification. Why do you live in such a safe and sound life, and I, a real rich lady, have a home that I can't go back to?" Song Wanting screamed hysterically, venting his dissatisfaction.

"Who told you to do all sorts of bad things?" Yan Qingyan thought about it and said.

"Hehe, I'm just in love with someone I shouldn't have loved, Yan Qingyan. You won't have a good life either. You'll lose a lot of things without Ye Zihan's protection. Do you think you can get what you want? You're wrong. That woman doesn't love money. Are you so sure that Wine doesn't love your status?" Song Wanting was a snake and scorpion beauty. She misled Yan Qingyan.

Wine, are you? Wine, what do you like about me? This question popped up in Yan Qingyan's mind.

"Song Wanting, whatever Wine likes about me, as long as I like her." Yan Qingyan felt much more relaxed after saying this.

Song Wanting listened to Yan Qingyan's words in a daze, and she began to see Ye Zimo in her heart. She had always liked him but couldn't get a response, so she became impatient. He liked Xia Yihan, and Ye Zimo seemed to have told her that he liked Xia Yihan enough, whether he liked Xia Yihan or not.

Song Wanting hung up the phone in a daze. Why did Wine and Xia Yihan get the love they wanted? Her heart was restless.

Thinking that Yan Qingyan would not be able to live as usual after knowing all this, Wine Yan Qingyan would not be happy, would you still be happy? Song Wanting smiled. People like Wine would be unhappy if Yan Qingyan was unhappy. Thinking that Song Wanting was in a good mood and that there was no one around the phone booth, Song Wanting realized that she was a wanted criminal. Song Wanting covered her forehead with her hair. It was messy. She had to wrinkle her clothes to get out. There wouldn't be anyone who knew her like that.

Yan Qingyan kept shaking her head when she heard it. Song Wanting said you could do a paternity test.

He put down the phone in a daze. The maid who had called for him had already gone out to work. Today was his happy day, and the maid was not there. He walked in a daze. His mind was always on that line. You were not Ye Zimo at all.

Yan Qingyan remembered that time when he was admitted to the hospital, the doctor said his blood type was strange and not like the Ye family. Wine also bickered with the doctor.

Is he really not Ye Zihan?

Yan Qingyan shook his head. He didn't believe it. If he wasn't Ye Zihan, the wine? "No." Yan Qingyan screamed and squatted on the ground.

At the meeting, yan Qinglan did not come back. She looked back anxiously.

Fu Fengyi also saw the situation here. She called the maid next to her and asked, "Where's Mr. Ye?"

"Madam, someone just called for Mr. Ye. He's out."

When Fu Fengyi heard this, who would look for Xiao Han at this time?

Wine happened to run to Fu Fengyi. She looked at Fu Fengyi wrongly and said, "Mom, I'm going to see Xiao Han." After that, she quickly ran out with her skirt in her hands.

"Xiao Han, where are you?" Wine shouted as he ran out of the meeting.

When the dazed Yan Qingyan heard Wine's voice, he came back to his senses. No, whether he was Ye Zihan or not, he was Ye Zihan. Yan Qingyan couldn't lose Wine. He thought about his life and the wedding photography. He didn't want to lose his identity.

Wine turned around and saw Yan Qingyan. Her face turned cloudy.

"Xiao Han, why are you here? Mom's looking for you too."

"I'm fine." Yan Qingyan said softly. He pulled Wine out of the hall. The more he walked, the more convinced he was that he really wasn't Ye Zihan.

"Wine, why do you like me?" Yan Qingyan looked at the bouncing and lively Wine and suddenly asked.

After Wine circled around Yan Qingyan, he smiled and said, "I've always wanted to find someone rich and handsome."

"If I were not the son of a rich family, would you still like me?" Yan Qingyan asked anxiously, thinking about Song Wanting's words. He wanted to know if Wine liked him.

Wine looked at Yan Qingyan strangely. Yan Qingyan shook his head and said, "I mean if."

Hearing Yan Qingyan's strange question, Wine pouted and said stiffly, "Of course not. My dream is to be tall, rich and handsome. They will still like you there." She had only said it casually, but she did not take it to heart, knowing that the speaker had no intention of listening.

Yan Qingyan stared blankly at Wine. If he wasn't Ye Zihan, Wine would have left him.

No, Yan Qingyan was even more determined to hide this secret. Since he had been Ye Zihan for so long, let him be Ye Zihan all the time!

Song Wanting, what makes you say I'm not Ye Zihan?

"Why do you look so pale? Were you too happy yesterday to sleep well?" Wine looked up and saw that Yan Qingyan's face was very bad. He asked with concern.

"Don't worry, let's go." Yan Qingyan took Wine's hand and strode away. His hand held Wine tightly, afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Fu Fengyi looked at Yan Qingyan and Wine and she smiled and asked, "It's still Wine. He can bring Xiao Han as soon as he gets out. Is it okay?" As she spoke, she inadvertently saw that Yan Qingyan's face was not good.

"Mom, it's okay." For the first time, Yan Qingyan felt ashamed of the woman opposite him. He had been occupying her son's position and enjoying the warmth she had given him.

Ye Zimo had been sitting next to Xia Yihan. When Yan Qingyan left, he carefully noticed that he had something on his mind when Yan Qingyan came back.

Yan Qingyan sensed that someone was looking at him. He looked at him like a thief. No one?

Ye Zimo had already retracted his gaze. It seemed that he had to check what Xiao Han had done after leaving the venue today.

Yan Qingyan pulled Wine to continue the unfinished work.

Holding that familiar hand, his heart was instantly comforted, and the panic in his heart disappeared. To hold your hand, Wine, I don't care to be a bad person, a thief, and he doesn't care what kind of rich and handsome she likes. As long as she is by his side, he can feel that Wine is not a material girl, she is so simple and kind.

Ye Haoran sat down happily.

He felt a pain in his heart. People with heart disease shouldn't be so happy and sad. Ye Haoran had always controlled himself, but he was happier than anything that Ye Zihan could get engaged to.

"Uncle ye." Hai Zhixuan shouted.