The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Mom, there's a phone call."

Li Yixuan didn't understand why her mother was so deaf today. The phone in the living room rang several times, but she didn't hear it.

"Ah, I see. Xuan, read your book."

Zhong Yuntang reached out from Li Yixuan and stood up to answer the phone. Who would call at this time? Could it be Wo Tai? Thinking of her lover, Zhong Yuntang felt like a deer bumping into her heart. The smile on her face was even sweeter than when she was in her first love.

"Hello, Wo Tai?"

Zhong Yuntang must have missed Li Hetai so much that he forgot that if Li Hetai had called her, he would have called her on the phone.

"Yun Tang, this is Zi Mo."

Ye Zimo said in a deep voice. Xia Yihan didn't know that Zhong Yuquan was dead, but Zhong Yuntang did. Her feelings for Ye Zimo were very complicated. She didn't love him, but she hated him. Zhong Yuntang couldn't hate him. Maybe her feelings were too intense when she was young. Even if she didn't love him, she still missed him and hoped that he would be happy.

Ye Zimo heard the silence for so long. He frowned and seemed to be in a bad mood. In addition to Little Nianmo's incident, Ye Zimo was not in a good mood. Xia Yihan took the phone and said, "Elder sister Yuntang, I'm Yihan. It's like this. Today, elder sister Yuntang was lost. We're looking for him. Did he go to your place?"

Xia Yihan didn't say a word, but he was worried and pitiful.

Ye Zimo wheeled his wheelchair out of the room, and the garden outside was still as prosperous as ever. The maids here had been dismissed and the rest were the right-hand men in charge of the Ye family, not the women that Ye Zimo had previously chosen to line up.

"Yihan, don't worry. I'll call your brother. Nian Mo isn't here. We're looking for him. Once Nian Mo finds him, we'll call you."

Zhong Yuntang comforted Xia Yihan in a soft voice.

"Elder sister Yuntang, thank you."

Xia Yihan would remember this kindness for the rest of his life if he was helped in times of hardship.

"Yihan, you are my sister, and Nian Mo is your child, more like mine." Zhong Yuntang hung up as soon as she spoke, and she had to call Li Hetai.

"Mom, is Little Nianmo gone? Was he stupid enough to lose it?"

"Xuan, stay at home." Zhong Yuntang touched Li Yixuan's head and said to the child.

At the same time, Hai Zhixuan received a call. Nian Mo was missing?

"This is the end of today's meeting. You guys go down and discuss it. We'll continue next week." After Hai Zhixuan finished speaking, he put down his notebook and asked his secretary to clean it up. Hai zhixuan ran out of the conference room without looking back.

"What's the situation?"

"Why is Mr. Hai running so fast?"

"Is something wrong?"

"I don't know."

...

Hai Zhixuan didn't hear a word of the chatter. He ran out and drove to the Ye family. How did Nian Mo disappear? Don't let anything happen. If Nian Mo had three or two scenes and Hai Zhixuan shook his head, he couldn't imagine what Yihan would look like if something happened to Nian Mo.

Mo Xiaojun and Hai Qingqing were going to the kindergarten to pick up the children, and the children received a call from Lin Dahui before they received it.

"Mr. Mo, are you free? Please find someone." Lin Dahui thought that at this time, one more person and a little more strength. Mo Xiaojun knew the young master, and he had the advantage over the others.

"Looking for someone? Help Ye Zimo? Then forget it."

Mo Xiaojun was not polite at all. In his heart, he had been holding a grudge against Ye Zimo. Thinking about the hurt he had suffered in the past, Mo Xiaojun did not dare to look for him after he had left for so long. He was afraid of getting news that he could not believe. The best news was that there was no news. So for the past three years, Mo Xiaojun did not look for Xia Yihan.

"Mr. Mo, don't hang up. It's good to help Mr. Ye, but."

Lin Dahui was hung up by Mo Xiaojun before he could speak. As long as it was Ye Zimo, Mo Xiaojun didn't want to be involved.

"Little Soldier, why don't you hear him out?" Hai Qingqing sighed. His feud with Ye Zimo seemed to be an inextricable knot. He was clearly a brother. How could his relationship be so bad?

Hai Qingqing had tried to persuade mo xiaojun, but he didn't listen once. Hai Qingqing wanted to say it a few more times, and Little Soldier would hate her too. Hai Qingqing simply stopped talking about it. She only hoped that one day Mo Xiaojun would let go of it.

"Jiang yuan is coming out."

Mo Xiaojun said with a smile. The expression on his face looked like a smile, but it was uglier than crying.

When Hai Qingqing heard mo xiaojun say that the child was coming out, he was also attracted away.

"Mom, dad."

Jiang yuan was the eldest of the group, but he was about the same height as Little Nianmo.

"Jiang yuan, let's go home for dinner." Hai Qingqing's happiest thing was to cook for the person she liked. She was no longer a rich lady, but a wife and a mother. Mo Xiaojun and Hai Qingqing held the child's hand one by one and walked back leisurely.

"Why are there so many people today? Usually, there aren't so many people here." Mo Xiaojun looked at those people in doubt and muttered to himself. Did something happen to increase the number of people?

"Little Soldier, what did you say?" Hai Qingqing didn't hear what Mo Xiaojun said, but vaguely heard something change.

"It's okay. Let's go home."

Mo Xiaojun didn't tell Hai Qingqing that he was starting to pay attention to these people. The more he looked at Mo Xiaojun, the more frightened he became. There were a lot of people, but it was true that almost all the people in the Ye family were there. What were they doing here? Ye Zimo should be able to deal with it. Mo Xiaojun took Hai Qingqing's step by step.

"Little Soldier, why aren't you leaving?"

Hai Qingqing looked doubtfully at Mo Xiaojun, who was standing still. Little jiang yuan also looked up at Mo Xiaojun, as if he wanted to know why his father didn't leave.

"Qingqing, you take jiang yuan back first. Many of the people here are from the Ye family. I don't know what happened to them."

Mo Xiaojun was not worried about what might happen to yemomo. Even if he knew that his leg was still not well, Mo Xiaojun would never think that he would have a big accident. This situation was either Yihan or Fu Fengyi. No matter what, Fu Fengyi was his mother and Yihan was his sister.

"Little Soldier, I'll go back first. Remember to eat."

Hai Qingqing also noticed that these people were from the Ye family. Mo Xiaojun's surname was still ye. Hai Qingqing didn't want him to regret it in the future.

Mo Xiaojun watched Hai Qingqing leave. He took out his phone and called Xia Yihan.

"Brother?" Xia Yihan held the phone and looked at the familiar number. What was wrong with Mo Xiaojun calling at this time? Did he see Little Nianmo? Thinking of this possibility, Xia Yihan asked in surprise, "Have you seen Nian Mo? How is he?"

Ye mo stood behind Xia Yihan with a gloomy face. Mo Xiaojun, he didn't know how to treat this man, this brother who was related to him.

"Yihan, what's wrong with Nian Mo? Qingqing and I came to pick up jiang yuan and found that there were more people today than before. Take a look. Many of them are from Ye family. I'm worried. How's your side?" Mo Xiaojun didn't say anything. He couldn't burden Yihan. He already had a son.

"Brother, Nian Mo, Nian Mo is gone." Xia Yihan sighed. Her eyes were filled with tears. Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan like this, but he was powerless. No, he had to get better quickly. Only when he got better could he truly protect them.

"Lost Nian Mo? Where did you lose it?" Mo Xiaojun could not help but raise his voice a lot. He felt that his voice was coming from his head.

"I don't know."

Xia Yihan felt even more guilty. If it wasn't for her, Little Nianmo wouldn't have lost him. Just because she didn't take Little Nianmo out, she thought that xiao nianmo's big eyes were full of grievances when she went out. Xia Yihan felt even worse. She deserved it.

"Yihan, don't worry. You're there. I'll come over."

When Mo Xiaojun heard that Xia Yihan almost cried out the words he didn't know, he was even more anxious. No, he had to hurry to Xia Yihan's side. The only thought in Mo Xiaojun's heart was, Yihan, you wait for me, wait for me.

Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan's phone and said sarcastically, "She's your sister-in-law. I'm here. If you want to help, you can go to nianmo. If you don't want to help, you can."

"Ye Zimo, remember my name is Mo Xiaojun. Yihan is my sister."

Mo Xiaojun also had a temper, and it must be said that he was indeed a brother, and the two of them were still very similar in some aspects. He wasn't Ye Zihan, he wasn't before, he wasn't after, Mo Xiaojun wasn't Ye Zimo, he never thought there was anything wrong with him.

"Don't forget you're still bleeding from my Ye family." Ye Zimo said sarcastically. When he said this to Mo Xiaojun, he felt bad. He really hurt his enemy a thousand times and hurt himself 800 times.

After a few seconds of silence on the other end of the phone, Ye Zimo thought that mo xiaojun would hang up the phone. When mo xiaojun said leisurely, "Ye Zimo, if possible, I would rather Yihan didn't know you. I would rather I wasn't some Ye Zihan." He didn't care about Ye Zihan. What he wanted was simple. As long as Yihan was happy, that was his only request.

The more Mo Xiaojun said, the angrier ye mo became. With a snap, Ye Zimo hung up Mo Xiaojun's phone. He had no time for Mo Xiaojun's nonsense. Mo Xiaojun was also Ye Zihan no matter what he said. It was an undeniable fact. Why didn't he believe it or was there?

"You hung up?" Xia Yihan looked at the screen that had been put out by ye mo, and Xia Yihan vaguely heard some of the conversation between little brother jun and Ye Zimo. She closed her eyes, and now was not the time to think about anything else. The only thought in her heart was to find Little Nianmo.

"It's okay. Let's go to little nianmo first. I don't know how long this child has been lost."

Ye Zimo said grandly. If he wanted to drive Mo Xiaojun out of Xia Yihan's heart, he had to use children. He knew it was a little despicable, but sometimes it was okay to be smart for love.

Xia Yihan nodded in agreement at Ye Zimo's words. It was time to find the child.

"If you're at home, I'll go."

Xia Yihan glanced at Ye Zimo, thinking that he was not well yet, so it was better to stay at home.