The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Mo Xiaonong pondered over the butler's words, but she was not reconciled. If she begged for mercy, and Ye Zimo's hand softened for a moment, wouldn't they be rekindled? She was not sure how to fight with the others, let alone Xia Yihan. Who's Xia Yihan? That's the person Ye Zimo likes. Does yezi mo hate Xia Yihan now? Mo Xiaonong shook her head all the time. No, she was unwilling.

The housekeeper saw that Ye Zimo didn't call him, and he didn't dare to come near him. He remembered to think about how to help Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan's brother, Li Mingjun, was abroad. He couldn't save the fire from afar. He couldn't. Hai Zhixuan? That's right, it's him. The butler took out his cell phone and called Hai Zhixuan. The butler was so angry that he stamped his foot.

Speaking of Hai Zhixuan, he was trying to please Lin Ling and calling Lin Ling all the time, which really increased the revenue of the Mobile Corporation. Lin Ling was aloof from Hai Zhixuan, and hai zhixuan was troubled.

"Lin Ling, can you listen to my explanation?" Hai zhixuan was going crazy. Why couldn't this woman calm down and listen to herself? He had nothing to do with her now. He could use all his might to deal with others and use all his means, but Lin Ling avoided him. No matter how much he tried, it was useless. For Lin Ling, he didn't mind using all his might.

"Hai Zhixuan, we have nothing to explain. If you play chess with my father, I won't stop you from coming to the Lin family, but I won't see you." Ice beauty hung up as soon as he spoke.

In this case, Hai Zhixuan called lin ling again. The butler called him. Where could he get through?

Hai Zhixuan couldn't help, and the housekeeper was in a whirl. He thought of Mo Xiaojun. If he remembered correctly, Xia Yihan and Mo Xiaojun were boyfriend and girlfriend before he met Mr. Ye, and the housekeeper thought that Mo Xiaojun would definitely not go to hell.

Thinking about the relationship between Mo Xiaojun and Hai Qingqing, the housekeeper hesitated again. It would be inconvenient for him to call her like this. After all, Hai Qingqing's baby was not long ago. Xia Yihan's name was brother Mo Xiaojun, but it was hard to tell what Mo Xiaojun was doing to xia Mo Xiaojun.

The butler racked his brains, and he could not think of a good candidate other than Mo Xiaojun. He gritted his teeth and called Mo Xiaojun.

Mo Xiaojun looked at the caller id and was confused. Ye Zimo's butler called him and he was confused for a long time.

"Housekeeper, are you looking for me?"

Hai Qingqing was playing with the child. She glanced at Mo Xiaojun answering the phone, smiled, and continued to tease the child.

The housekeeper saw someone answering the phone and said happily, "Mr. Mo, it's good that you answer the phone. I have something to do with you."

"What is it?" Mo Xiaojun listened to the butler's strange tone, and he wondered what the butler could do to find him.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Xia and Mr. Ye quarreled. I'm afraid you'll have to take care of Miss Xia for a while." The butler said carefully. He believed that Mr. Ye must have miss xia in his heart, but he didn't know what made him separate from Miss Xia.

Mo Xiaojun didn't believe his ears. He asked, "What did you say?"

"Mr. Mo, Miss Xia and Mr. Ye quarreled. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take care of her in the future." Ye Zimo's voice rang before the butler could continue.

"Butler, bring someone in."

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Ye is looking for me. That's it. Let's hang up." The butler shook his head and hung up the phone.

He almost trotted to the hall, and mo xiaonong ran after her. Unfortunately, her heels were too high for the butler, even if she was young.

"Mr. Ye, I told you to get a few people for me and drive over." Ye Zimo looked at the housekeeper coldly. He approached Xia Yihan and said in a frostbite language, "Xia Yihan, your father killed my father. I hate you. How can I have a child with you? If you have my child, how can I treat my father? So Xia Yihan, blame Zhong Yuquan."

Ye Zimo let go of Xia Yihan. She lay on the ground and Ye Zimo didn't even look at her.

The moment Ye Zimo approached Xia Yihan, she had a feeling of returning to the past. The two of them had been so close before, and before she could rush, she was gently pushed into the abyss by Ye Zimo's next words.

Make her blame Zhong Yuquan? How could she blame him? She couldn't choose her parents. She only blamed her own bad life. She only blamed herself for meeting Ye Zimo and falling in love with him.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan's pain, and she felt the pleasure of revenge, and the pain that he could not say.

"Butler, come in quickly." He did not want to see Xia Yihan, nor did he want to delve into his inexplicable feelings.

The butler just walked over with the other servants.

"Take Xia Yihan to a hospital and beat him up." Ye mo said resolutely. He turned his back to the others. When he said he would abort Song Wanting's child, he didn't feel much. The only thing he thought about was that it was not good for Song Wanting to abort the child.

"Mr. Ye, you." The butler didn't believe it. He always thought that ye mo and xia Yihan were angry and said that they had aborted the child.

"I have to say it a few times to beat the baby in Xia Yihan's stomach." Ye Zimo's cold voice echoed. No one but Mo Xiaonong could be happy. Mo Xiaonong was overjoyed. That was what she wanted most. Mo Xiaonong listened to the housekeeper. She stood carefully with the same expression on her face as the others. In her heart, she hoped Ye Zimo would beat up Xia Yihan's child quickly.

"Ye Zimo, what did you say?"

Xia Yihan was woken up by the word "Child." She looked at Ye Zimo in disbelief. She did not believe that ye mo had said this. Xia Yihan screamed and named Ye Zimo.

"Xia Yihan, you've heard me clearly. No matter what, the baby in your stomach can't stay today."

Ye Zimo turned to look at Xia Yihan. His face was cold or indifferent. Xia Yihan wanted to find it but she was disappointed. Ye Zimo had a lot of determination, not a bit of reluctance.

Ye Zimo, how did you say that?

"Ye Zimo, why are you doing this?" Xia Yihan screamed. She had never spoken to Ye Zimo in such a tone before. Now that ye mo was about to abort the child, it would be strange if Xia Yihan could still calm down.

"Why? Xia Yihan, you have to fight or not today."

Ye Zimo's wordless words hurt Xia Yihan deeply. She looked at Ye Zimo in a daze with a mocking smile on her face.

"Ye Zimo, you're so selfish. The baby's not even born yet. What's wrong with him? Aren't you very capable? Use this anger on an unborn child." Xia Yihan laughed, "Ye Zimo, you're so cold-blooded. Yes, the child is bleeding my father's blood. Isn't the child bleeding yours?"

"Xia Yihan, it doesn't matter if you say something." Ye Zimo was hit hard by Xia Yihan's words. He waved his hand and said to the servant who had not entered the door, "Take Xia Yihan down."

"Don't come over, you guys stand there." Xia Yihan didn't know what to say when she saw the servant walking slowly. She turned around and saw the glass on the table. Xia Yihan smiled. She ran over to break the glass and picked up a sharp piece of glass. Her fair hand was cut by other glass without realizing it.

Ye Zimo's heart sank. In a flash, he moved closer and closer to Xia Yihan.

"Don't come over." Xia Yihan kept retreating, and yemomo took a step back.

"Xia Yihan, you are my enemy. If you die, I can only clap my hands and cheer up. How can I be threatened by you? But Xia Yihan, aren't you killing the child yourself?" Ye Zimo approached Xia Yihan step by step, watching her struggle. Ye Zimo felt both pleasure and unspeakable pain, pain and happiness.

The enemy, the enemy, Xia Yihan kept repeating these two words. She looked at Ye Zimo's mouth which was closing and closing, and he didn't hear a word.

Ye Zimo noticed the moment Xia Yihan was distracted and grabbed the glass.

Both hands were cut, and Mo Xiaonong wanted to walk up for a while. Looking at her bloody hands, her feet were heavy and she could not take half a step.

"Xia Yihan, even if you die, your life can only be mine."

Ye Zimo didn't know what he was thinking. All he knew was that he didn't want to see Xia Yihan fall in front of him covered in blood.

Xia Yihan was overwhelmed by a series of blows.

The other servants were so scared by Ye Zimo's eyes that they ran over and caught Xia Yihan and left.

Xia Yihan, who was driving, did not know him, and she was too lazy to look at him. Her heart was empty. Ye Zimo really wanted to abort the child that both of them had dreamed of.

Her world was already shrouded in darkness. The butler walked over to pick up Xia Yihan and let her sit in the car. The butler carefully fastened Xia Yihan's seat belt. Mr. Mo, Miss Xia is depending on you.

If you can't make it, the butler frowns.

He looked at Xia Yihan and was startled. Xia Yihan's hair was much whiter, his face was pale and bloodless, and his face looked like the vicissitudes of a century old man.

"Miss Xia, Miss Xia, don't scare me." The housekeeper shook Xia Yihan. He thought about taking out his phone. Miss Wine and Mr. Ye didn't know if they wanted to come back.

This was not the way to go on. Mr. Mo did not know when he would come, and the housekeeper took out the phone again. He saw the relationship between Wine and Xia Yihan, and now he could only hope to Wine, hoping that she would come over now.

Wine and Yan Qingyan stood in front of Ye Haoran's tombstone. Wine had been accompanying Yan Qingyan to visit Ye Haoran these days.

"Housekeeper, are you looking for me?" Wine looked at the green number in the distance and asked, what will the housekeeper do to her at this time?

"Miss Wine, where are you?" Wine answered the phone and the housekeeper was somewhat relieved.

"We're here with dad. What's wrong?"

The butler remained silent for a few minutes and said, "Miss Wine, come and see Miss Xia." The housekeeper couldn't say any more. Xia Yihan was a fool, and so was he. Who would be happy to see such a thing?

"What happened to Yihan?" Wine was usually big, but it didn't mean she was stupid. The housekeeper's address to Yihan made Wine feel that something was wrong.

Wine's voice was not loud. Yan Qingyan looked at Wine.

"Miss Wine, come here quickly. We are going to the hospital. Miss Xia's life depends on you." The butler hung up the phone after he finished speaking. Another call had already come in, so the butler had to text Wine.