The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"What are you playing?" Ye Zimo asked softly.

"Didn't you see that? Playing with toys." Little Nianmo replied unhappily.

A three-year-old child, Ye Zimo could not imagine what kind of influence he had on him, but the estrangement in his words had already deterred the heart that wanted to get close to him.

Perhaps, as long as his mother was in his hands, he would come closer to him.

Little Nianmo, you will accept me! Ye Zimo thought to himself and left the room in a wheelchair without further questioning.

After he left, Little Nianmo threw away the toy in his hand and watched helplessly as it was thrown away by him.

"What are you doing here? It makes my heart go haywire." Like a little adult, Little Nianmo got up from the ground and left the room, wondering if he wanted to go to the garden.

However, the guards, Xiaozhang and Xiao chen, always followed behind their own butts, making him busy for a moment.

"Don't follow me. I want to play by myself." Little Nianmo growled in a childish and displeased voice. Really, treat him like a child. At home, when mommy was busy, he had to play by himself, and nothing happened. Even the hired nanny said that she had taken care of this, the best child to take care of.

Little Nianmo was still complaining in his heart, but Xiaozhang and Xiao chen looked at each other and silently decided to continue looking at him.

You know, Little Nianmo is a big baby in the Ye family. If something happens, neither of them has enough heads to chop off.

Just then, standing on the balcony of her room, zhang qing saw the Ye family's protection of Little Nianmo. The doorman had already taken action himself, and he didn't seem to have a chance to get rid of this disgusting little thing.

Although Si told her to calm down first, even if Ye Zimo used her to piss off Yihan, or even make Xia Yihan nervous, as long as she could use this advantage and not provoke Ye Zimo, then she would have the opportunity to run off Xia Yihan without doing anything.

However, she could not swallow it. She did not personally hurt Xia Yihan and Little Nianmo. She always felt that Ye Zimo could drive her away at any time.

"Hmph, wait for me." Zhang Qing shouted angrily as he hammered his hands on the balcony.

"What are you talking about?" Ye mo was not very happy at Little Nianmo's place. She came to Zhang Qing's bedroom and wanted to look at the woman's face to comfort her injured heart, but she vaguely heard her angry words.

Zhang Qing trembled slightly and tried to calm his panic. He turned around with a smile and saw Ye Zimo standing at the door pushing the wheelchair.

"Nothing. Why is there no one to serve you? I'll do it." Zhang Qing said and approached with a flattering smile. But before he could get close to Ye Zimo, his cold gaze stopped him.

"Have a good rest. By the way, help me take care of xiao nianmo. If something happens to him, I won't let you off lightly." Ye Zimo turned around and left, feeling even more vexed. It seemed that this family, everywhere, made him feel bored. As long as Xia Yihan wasn't around, everything was out of balance.

But his warning made Zhang Qing feel a deep resentment. He had done so many things with Ye Zimo that he could not help but be warned by the man he loved.

Biting his lower lip, Zhang Qing confirmed his thoughts.

Ye Zimo's warning had no effect on Zhang Qing, and even made her want revenge more. Zhang Qing ignored Ye Zimo's warning because Ye Zimo had not done anything to scare her over the years.

But she forgot that Ye Zimo didn't do anything terrible to her because of this face.

In the courtyard, Little Nianmo was also agitated by people. Behind her, there were two close followers, which made her not in the mood to play. Father and son both hoped that the hostess, Xia Yihan, would come back soon so as to balance their anger.

Little Nianmo withdrew Xiaozhang and Xiao chen and walked towards the villa. Xiaozhang and chen saw that Little Nianmo had already entered the house, so they stopped following and returned to their posts to fulfill their duties.

As soon as xiao nianmo entered the house, a group of servants and butlers came. Suddenly, a cute little face was filled with displeasure.

"Don't pester him. Let him play by himself." Zhang Qing walked down the stairs at the right time and looked at Little Nianmo with a gentle smile. He hated the child in his heart. In the future, her and Ye Zimo's children must be served by ten times more people.

However, Zhang Qing, who was good at camouflage, was not guessed by others.

Little Nianmo looked at Zhang Qing. He didn't like this woman either. Apart from grandma, aunt Jiujiu, who liked and hated her, the two people in the house that he disliked the most were Ye Zimo and this woman. So what if he was his biological father? Who told him to bully his mother?

Little Nianmo looked at Zhang Qing with a sudden sneer, as if to annoy her, and called out to the servants and housekeepers next to her.

I want juice, mango juice. By the way, help me take out the toys in the room, and I want snacks..." Little Nianmo said, looking at Zhang Qing proudly.

Zhang qing's face turned pale with anger. Looking at these busy housekeepers and servants, he usually knew what they were going to do, and they were all as unhappy as the old man. Now that he had let go of this little nuisance, the thought of hurting Little Nianmo deepened.

With that in mind, Zhang Qing turned to his room, took out the medicine to prevent constipation, and went to the kitchen. Ye family, big business, it's normal to have fresh tropical fruit in the fridge, but it would be too eye-catching if she made the fresh fruit bad and went into the kitchen by herself.

However, ye yemo's affection for her in the past made this woman who did not know what was good and what was bad a little too much.

"Go and get me a mango too." Zhang Qing said this, and the servant beside her hesitated for a few seconds. After all, she was Ye Zimo's person, and it was not easy to refuse. So he obediently went to the kitchen to get the mango. Zhang Qing waited quietly, and soon the servants brought fresh mangoes.

"This color is really ugly." Zhang Qing got up from the sofa, rolled his eyes and stared at the servant. He picked up the mango that the servant had handed him and walked to the kitchen. Sure enough, the kitchen was busy making mango juice for Little Nianmo, and fresh mangoes were sifted and sifted. Although the movements were a little messy, they were still steady and healthy.

So because of the attention of the crowd, they didn't see Zhang Qing walk in. Zhang Qing glanced around, threw the mango back in his hand, took one, threw the small pill into the blender, and left with a sneer.

...

On the other side, Fu Fengyi took Xia Yihan and Wine to Dongjiang to choose a house. When they arrived at a quiet area with convenient traffic and facilities, the three of them stopped to choose a villa.

"Yihan, you like that building." As soon as Fu Fengyi appeared, the sales lady excitedly introduced him.

Wine curled his lips, not jealous, but feeling that the sales lady was too fawning, he glared at the sales model.

Xia Yihan smiled and thought Wine was cute, but the house here was too expensive. Although he could afford it, it was too embarrassing to pay Feng Yi and still be in this state with Ye Zimo.

Perhaps Fu Fengyi saw Xia Yihan's embarrassment and smiled as he pulled her to the model.

"I told you, I picked it for my grandson." When Fu Fengyi thought of Little Nianmo, her heart turned into water, soft and soft. It's just that Little Nianmo doesn't like Zi Mo, and he has to think about it in the long run. This requires Xia Yihan to be by Ye Zimo's side.

Thinking of this, Fu Fengyi wanted to use the house to tie Xia Yihan up beside him.

"I know, but choose a smaller one. I will always go back."

Fu fengyi's heart thumped and she said with a smile, "Well, you have to take good care of your mother when you go back. You can go back when you get better."

Xia Yihan nodded, not sensing anything wrong.

The sales lady saw that the two seemed to have finished chatting and immediately came to introduce the model house.

However, Wine did not like this sales lady very much. She was always beside them and asked sharp questions about what the other party said and introduced, which made the sales lady's face turn blue and white.

"How's your house waterproof? You know, a lot of houses aren't waterproof well. Yihan, don't trust the salespeople too much. We have to see for ourselves."

Looking at Wine, the sales lady suppressed her anger. If it wasn't for Fu Fengyi in front of her, who was the world's largest investor, she wouldn't have cared about this woman.

"Don't worry, miss. If you don't believe me, you can go and see for yourself."

Wine snorted, and Fu Fengyi was helpless, pulling Wine aside to whisper.

"We want Yihan to stay, so stop messing around."

Wine said "Oh, oh," and immediately followed Fu Fengyi back to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan looked at the two of them with a half-smile. On this day, she could always find people she knew who were whispering about her behind her back.

Finally, at Fu Fengyi's insistence, Xia Yihan bought a villa near the garden. Although Little Nianmo liked to be near the water source, he was only three years old after all. Even if he repeatedly stressed that they did not stay long, Fu Fengyi was also worried that xiao nianmo would encounter danger.

"God, Yihan's house is nice." After Fu Fengyi paid, everyone went to see the house. When they saw the luxurious decoration and the surrounding facilities were very first-class villas, Wine sighed.

"You, who had just chosen between the left and the right, are now satisfied with your difficult service. It seems that this house is really good." Fu Fengyi teased Wine.

Wine grinned and pulled Xia Yihan aside to look at the structure of the house.

"Look, this is the little guy's room, hmph..." When talking about Little Nianmo, Wine was still gnashing his teeth. Fu Fengyi heard her from behind and pinched her pink cheeks with all his might.

Xia Yihan smiled and looked at her. There was an illusion that it would be great if such happiness could last forever.

Just thinking about the gap between her and ye mo, this hope became slim.

"Drip." Just then, the cell phone in the bag broke Xia Yihan's disappointment and suddenly rang in the empty villa.

"Pick it up, xiao nianmo must have missed you." Fu Fengyi said with a smile.

Xia Yihan nodded and answered the phone.