The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"No, Mr. Ye. Why didn't you ask?" Mo Xiaonong muttered in a low voice. She was conflicted in her heart. She hoped that what the housekeeper said was true, but she also hoped that it was false. Thinking that Xia Yihan was very good to her after all, the two little people in Mo Xiaonong's mind were fighting, and finally reason prevailed over feelings, she still asked.

Looking at the housekeeper leaving, Mo Xiaonong was very anxious. She had not asked how the child of xia Yihan was. Didn't Song Wanting end up living in the Ye family with her child? Even if Ye Zimo didn't like Song Wanting, the child was still bleeding from his Ye family. What's more, ye mo didn't just hate Xia Yihan, not as much as love.

"I still need you to teach me how to ask?"

Ye Zimo gulped down the wine in his mouth and looked at Mo Xiaonong coldly. The expression on his face was hard to fathom. Every word made Mo Xiaonong look like an enemy and swallowed what he wanted to say.

Subconsciously, he didn't want to ask, afraid to hear the result himself. He asked the housekeeper to abort the child. His father died because of Xia Yihan. He wanted to get revenge on Xia Yihan. In fact, how could he be happy about Xia Yihan's pain?

"Mr. Ye, if you don't ask, let's continue drinking."

Mo Xiaonong gritted her silver teeth and poured the wine respectfully for ye mo. Her eyes rolled around and she was ready to do whatever she wanted. Since ye mo wanted to drink, why didn't she take advantage of the drunken excitement and have a period of dew and mandarin ducks? Isn't it better to say that you won't win?

Ye Zimo drank the wine from mo xiaonong one after another, his heart was restless, and his mind was filled with Xia Yihan's pitiful look in the rain, which could not be forgotten.

If you are drunk, you can put down your burden and miss that smile without any scruples.

Mo Xiaonong looked at Ye Zimo's increasingly blurry eyes, her eyes curved, and her face was full of triumphant smiles.

"Why, why is god so unfair?" Ye Zimo screamed so loudly that his strong hands shook and the glass fell to the ground. She looked at Ye Zimo, who was just talking and not looking at Mo Xiaonong.

Mo Xiaonong didn't want anyone else to disturb his space with ye mo. She secretly opened the door and took a broom to sweep the glass shards out.

A maid came over and said respectfully, "Miss Xia, let's do this."

"Go, do something else." Mo Xiaonong said impatiently.

Ye Zimo, who was drunk, put aside all his pretenses and had a pained and complicated expression on his face.

"Zi Mo, have a drink." Mo xiaonong spoke in Xia Yihan's usual tone and voice.

Ye Zimo shook his head. Didn't he drive Yihan away? Why did you hear her voice? Did she come back?

"Baby, you're back?" Ye Zimo took Mo Xiaonong's hand and asked gently.

"Zi Mo, it's me." When mo xiaonong heard the words" baby," she was so excited that she could shake her tail to the sky.

Mo Xiaonong guessed that the baby Ye Zimo was talking about was probably Xia Yihan. She was learning from Xia Yihan, but Ye Zimo took the bait.

Seeing that Ye Zimo still seemed to have some sense of mind, mo xiao thick heart once again filled the ink with wine.

"Come on, Zi Mo, one more."

Mo Xiaonong smilingly poured the enchantment soup into ye mo.

Ye Zimo let himself get drunk, drunk or not. He needed to get drunk.

Mo Xiaonong stared at Ye Zimo. The layout of the Ye family villa was already rotten to her heart. Mo Xiaonong held Ye Zimo. The leaves were tall and strong, and all the weight rested on Mo Xiaonong's knife-like shoulder. She struggled to help ye mo to the bedroom.

The other maids nodded politely when they saw and did not speak.

The journey was smooth, and Mo Xiaonong was not at ease. She smelled Ye Zimo full of alcohol and wanted to give him a bath.

Mo xiaonong stretched out to undress ye mo.

"Let go." Ye mo said with her eyes closed. Her voice was indescribably majestic. Mo xiaothick jumped, and her slender hands reflexively shrank back.

After saying this, Ye Zimo continued to sleep with his eyes closed.

Mo Xiaonong cautiously approached Ye Zimo, and Mo Xiaonong was relieved to hear his steady breathing. How could Mo Xiaonong be willing to give up at this time? Ye Zimo was not drunk. Mo Xiaonong was close to ye mo in front of outsiders. Behind the invisible, Mo Xiaonong knew that ye mo didn't even look at her.

"Baby, why, why are you his daughter?" Ye Zimo mumbled in her sleep. Her speech was slurred. Mo Xiaonong couldn't hear enough. She leaned over to hear her. Ye Zimo pushed her hand and continued to sleep. How could she act like someone who had fallen asleep drunk?

Mo Xiaonong looked carefully at Ye Zimo, thinking that it was possible for him to pretend to be drunk. Ye Zimo's charming eyes could no longer distinguish between the east, west and north, and he was walking unsteadily.

Ye mo was really drunk. In his dreams, he was having a good time with Xia Yihan. Subconsciously, he remembered that Ye Haoran had died because of Zhong Yuquan. Ye mo was mumbling why Xia Yihan was Zhong Yuquan's daughter, and his tone was filled with helplessness.

As long as Mo Xiaonong wanted to get close to Ye Zimo, he was stopped by Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo was drunk and strong. Mo Xiaonong had no choice but to watch the duck fly away.

Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan, my good sister, why did you take his heart away when you left and no one stayed?

It was night when Xia Yihan woke up. Her mouth was dry and her head was dizzy.

"Water." Xia Yihan muttered to himself.

Mo Xiaojun leaned against Xia Yihan's bedside. As soon as yemo spoke, he woke up.

"Yihan, you're awake. That's great." Mo Xiaojun said with a smile. Normally, he was disciplined. This was the first time he had done this.

"Water."

Xia Yihan had not yet woken up from his sleep and kept his eyes closed and his dry mouth calling out for water.

"You want some water? I'll get you some water." Mo Xiaojun stood up and wanted to pour water for Xia Yihan. He lay down in front of the bed for a long time. His blood circulation was not good for a while. Mo Xiaojun fell directly beside Xia Yihan's bed.

Mo Xiaojun quickly stood up, rubbed his calves and said, "Yihan, wait a minute, I'll pour it for you."

Looking at Xia Yihan reluctantly, Mo Xiaojun happily held the glass of water. The doctor told him that if Xia Yihan could wake up, the first hurdle had already passed, but her mood swings these days were bad for the fetus. Ye Zimo, how can you bear it?

Xia Yihan sat up on Mo Xiaojun's arm. She was much more awake after drinking water.

"Brother, where are we?" Xia Yihan asked anxiously. In order to save her little life, she wanted to run away from Ye Zimo and not let him find him.

"Yihan, this is a hospital. Are you feeling better? Why are you so stupid? It's raining and you don't find a shelter. Why don't you think about the children when you're in the rain?" Mo Xiaojun sighed. Looking at Xia Yihan like this, he was willing to blame her.

"My child."

Xia Yihan was scared out of her wits when she heard about the hospital. When she was on the bridge, she wanted to die with her child. Now that she had changed her mind, she couldn't bear to see him die. This was the only thing she had to do with Ye Zimo. She wanted to protect him.

"Don't worry, the child is fine." Mo Xiaojun touched Xia Yihan's head and comforted him. His eyes were full of pain. He didn't understand why Ye Zimo was so scared to deal with such a kind Xia Yihan. His eyes were full of hurricanes. Ye Zimo, you wait.

As soon as she heard that the baby was okay, Xia Yihan reached out and touched her belly. Her baby was okay. Fortunately, her baby was still there. Xia Yihan didn't dare think about how she would live without it.

Looking at the smile on Xia Yihan's face, Mo Xiaojun put down the big stone in her heart. It was better for her to smile than to have no expression.

"Yihan, can I take care of you?" Mo Xiaojun pretended to say casually, taking care of hai qingqing and Xia Yihan, he had to put down the matter of pursuing Ah San, compared to the two sides, Mo Xiaojun chose the former.

"Brother, I don't want to disturb you and sister-in-law. Sister-in-law really loves you. You should cherish it." Xia Yihan said seriously.

"Yihan, just listen to me when you call my brother."

"But brother, I can't."

Mo Xiaojun reached out to cover Xia Yihan's lips, "Yihan, stop talking. Let's get better. We'll talk about the rest." Mo Xiaojun remembered that Hai Qingqing had not known for so long.

"Yihan, I'll make you anything you want to eat." As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Xiaojun remembered that this was a hospital. He laughed out, "It doesn't seem easy."

Xia Yihan looked at Mo Xiaojun's expression, which she hadn't seen for a long time. She smiled and said, "It's okay, brother, you should rest." Xia Yihan thought that Mo Xiaojun was worried that she would not have a good rest. Although she did not love Mo Xiaojun, she already regarded Mo Xiaojun as her closest relative. Compared to Zhong Yuquan, Mo Xiaojun was only related by blood.

"Yihan, you sleep. I'll give you dinner tomorrow." Mo Xiaojun smiled as he thought about their childhood. She had always been his caretaker. It was a warm day.

"Yes." Xia Yihan nodded. She lay on her side, closed her eyes, and thought about what Ye Zimo was doing. Would he find Xia Yihan running away with the child? If ye mo knew that the butler helped her, would ye mo scold the butler?

Mo Xiaojun was up all night, and Xia Yihan was not asleep.

Listening to the crisp birdsong, Xia Yihan sighed. A new day had come.

Mo Xiaojun tiptoed to Xia Yihan's bed, "Yihan, you're sleeping weird. I'll go out and buy you some breakfast."

Xia Yihan heard Mo Xiaojun. Since Mo Xiaojun thought she was still awake, she pretended to be asleep so that he wouldn't worry.

When Mo Xiaojun walked out of the hospital, his mind was filled with yesterday's thoughts. He wanted to settle the score with Ye Zimo, but he treated Xia Yihan like this.

Standing by the door of the villa, Mo Xiaojun was in a great mood. He shouted, "Ye Zimo, get out of here."

Xiao chen and Xiaozhang were the gatekeepers. When they heard Mo Xiaojun calling from afar, chen winked at Xiaozhang.

"Open the door. I want to see Ye Zimo." Mo Xiaojun said coldly.

"I'm sorry, sir. Just a moment." Xiao chen said politely. Mr. Ye said that strangers should not be allowed in. He should ask the housekeeper first.

"Get out of the way. I want to see Ye Zimo." Mo Xiaojun barged in and was about to leave.

Xiao chen prayed in his heart that the butler would come soon. He could see that the young man in front of him was very angry. He did not want to be a punching bag for a while. Xiao chen did not know his status and status, so naturally he did not dare to offend Mo Xiaojun.

"Something urgent?" Ye mo had just come out of the room when he looked at Mo Xiaonong, who was sleeping soundly beside him, and sneered. He wanted to climb onto his bed in such a hurry. It was ridiculous. Ye Zimo was just drunk.

When Xiaozhang heard the sound, his feet trembled and he couldn't walk.

"There's someone outside Mr. Ye who wants to see you. You told me not to let strangers in, so I had to come to the housekeeper and see if I could let them out." Xiaozhang replied respectfully. He kept his head down and did not dare to look at Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo did not let Xiaozhang go, and Xiaozhang did not dare to move. He carefully watched Ye Zimo waiting for his orders, as if facing an enemy.

Who will meet him? To plead for Xia Yihan? It was late, and ye yemo stood up and strode out.

Since someone wanted to see him, he wanted to see where the holy spirit was.

"You don't have to go to the housekeeper. I'll go with you." With that said, Ye Zimo strode out of the door. Xiaozhang looked at Ye Zimo and nodded to follow Ye Zimo.

Since someone wanted to see him, why didn't he go and see him? Ye Zimo guessed who would want to see him. It was only seven o' clock.

"What did that man say?" Ye Zimo asked Xiaozhang.

"Mr. Ye, that gentleman doesn't seem to like you, sir." Xiaozhang said truthfully, thinking that Mo Xiaojun would ask Ye Zimo to get out, he definitely didn't like Mr. Ye.

Don't you like him? Ye Zimo could not figure out who it was at the moment, and knew the answer if he could not guess. He strode towards the door to see who the holy one wanted to see him, Ye Zimo.