The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Zhang Qing had completely lost herself. Under Si's control, she called Ye Zimo.

At this time, Ye Zimo already knew about his son's disappearance.

After Fu Fengyi was discovered, she informed her son immediately.

"Woo... Little Nianmo, he was taken away. It's all my fault. I didn't take good care of him..."

Ye ye was so shocked that he couldn't even hold his phone, "Where did you meet the danger? Don't panic, mom. Take your time. I'll get Little Nianmo back."

The calmness and confidence in Ye Zimo's voice slowly infected Fu Fengyi. She tried to hold back her panic and began to tell Ye Zimo what had happened.

"... Later, Zhang Qing said he wanted to take me to the bathroom, so I went. As a result, I was knocked unconscious the moment I entered. When I woke up, I was surrounded by foreigners. I didn't even know who took Little Nianmo."

Zhang Qing!

Hearing the familiar name, Ye Zimo's anger couldn't stop rising.

This woman, even at this time, still unrepentant.

It seemed that he must not let her off lightly this time.

Mom, don't worry. I'll bring Little Nianmo back safely. Don't tell Xia Yihan, I'm afraid she won't be able to take it."

Fu Fengyi nodded, "Yes, yes, I won't tell her. Zi Mo, you must bring Little Nianmo back safely. Otherwise, I really have to die to thank you..."

As she spoke, Fu Fengyi began to cry again. Ye Zimo had to comfort her for a long time before hanging up.

Not long after Ye Zimo hung up, Zhang Qing's call came in.

"Zi Mo, long time no see. Do you remember who I am?"

Zhang Qing's gentle and charming voice rang on the phone.

Ye Zimo sneered and asked, "Zhang Qing, is my son in your hand?"

Zhang Qing giggled and said coquettishly, "Zi Mo, don't you miss me? I miss you so much. I can't sleep every night. I always dream that you're right next to me... Zi Mo, can we stop quarreling?"

Zhang Qing's voice was low, as if she and ye mo were simply quarreling, as if they were a normal couple.

Ye mo was very impatient with Zhang Qing. He roared, "Cut the crap. You should let my son go, or I will never let you go!"

"Zi Mo... Why are you so fierce? People are scared..."

A sinister streak flashed across Ye Zimo's grim face.

Zhang Qing, this woman, really died without knowing.

Perhaps Zhang Qing sensed Ye Zimo's displeasure. She finally stopped acting coquettishly and began to speak seriously to Ye Zimo, "Zi Mo, your son is indeed in my hands."

"Tell me, what do you want?" Ye Zimo's tone was very calm, but only he knew that his palms were already sweating.

Little Nianmo must be fine. Otherwise, he really did not dare to think that xia Yihan would also be in trouble.

No, ye mo would never allow such a thing to happen!

"Zi Mo, I don't have any other requests. I just want to come back to you, okay?"

Zhang Qing pleaded with him how pitiful the voice was.

Ye mo coldly snorted, "You really dare to make this request. What if I say I won't?"

Zhang Qing was on the other end of the phone when he suddenly burst into a wild laugh. Through the phone, his piercing laughter became even more unpleasant.

"Then I'm afraid you'll never see Little Nianmo again." After Zhang Qing finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Ye yemo held his cell phone and asked his subordinates with a gloomy face, "Have you tracked it?" Almost, we have to wait."

"Hurry up, I want to know my son's whereabouts as soon as possible."

"Yes."

Ye Zimo's worries were not unreasonable. He could tell from the phone that Zhang Qing was crazy. She might really do something bad for xiao nianmo.

Thinking of this, Ye Zimo felt his heart tighten, and the pain was unbearable.

That little angel, who had been sleeping peacefully in his bed a few days ago, had fallen into the hands of a vicious villain today.

Ye Zimo blamed himself for not protecting his son. He had no face to see Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan had no idea what was going on. She faintly sensed that Ye Zimo was a little unusual today.

He didn't look into his eyes at all and spoke to her casually.

It was as if he was expecting something.

Xia Yihan was affected by Ye Zimo's emotions and became confused. She wasn't even in the mood to read the documents she brought back from the company.

Xia Yihan was a little depressed. Was it because Ye Zimo couldn't bear to see him anymore?

Is it her turn to leave the stage in dismay...

On Ye Zimo's side, he finally got Little Nianmo's final position.

"Arrange a special opportunity right away. I'm going to country k." Ye Zimo rushed to the door and saw Xia Yihan coming back from outside.

Ye Zimo looked at xia Yihan hesitantly, but still did not dare to tell her the news.

"I have something to go abroad. You are at home. Take care of yourself."

Ye Zimo had no time to talk to Xia Yihan and left in a hurry.

Leaving Xia Yihan at home, he thought he should leave again.

Ye Zimo took a private jet and took a few hours to get to k country.

He quietly approached Zhang Qing's house with a dozen bodyguards.

At this time, in Zhang Qing's house, little nianmo was moving towards the door while the guards were not paying attention to him.

Si had already left. Zhang Qing was in a daze after taking Si's medicine. Sometimes he was calm, sometimes he was crazy, and now he was sleeping.

The two men who were in charge of guarding Little Nianmo did not take Little Nianmo, a child, seriously at all. The two of them only closed the door and were drinking and chatting outside.

Little Nianmo gently opened the door and saw that the two guards were already drunk and did not notice him.

He tiptoed in fear and moved gently out of the room.

One step, two steps, three steps...

Finally, he was getting closer and closer to the door!

Little Nianmo's heart thumped violently. He was afraid of being discovered by the guards, and even his breathing was quiet.

Fortunately, the guard did not find him, allowing him to reach the door smoothly.

Little Nianmo was so happy that he opened the door and immediately flew out.

At this moment, the guard finally heard the noise and the two men looked hurriedly at the door.

"Oh no, that kid ran away!"

One of the guards shouted, "Dead boy, come back here! Otherwise, when I catch you, I'll have to break your legs!"

When Little Nianmo heard his words, his heart grew more afraid and he ran faster.

Zhang Qing's residence was located in a slum in k country, a dark, narrow place with crowded roads, where even locals could get lost.

Little Nianmo did not know where he was going, nor did he dare to stop. The two men behind him were chasing after him. He ran as fast as he could, and the fear in his heart grew deeper and deeper.

Mom, dad, grandma, where are you? Xiao nianmo was so scared and scared... Seeing that the two guards were about to catch up with Little Nianmo, suddenly, a crooked car rushed out of the corner and crashed directly into Little Nianmo's body.

In an instant, Little Nianmo was like a kite with a broken string, throwing it hard on the ground.

"No!"

A man's hoarse and frightened cry resounded through the sky.

Ye Zimo watched in horror as Little Nianmo slowly descended from the sky and lay in the middle of the road covered in blood.

The car that caused the accident had long since disappeared without a trace.

Ye Zimo ran frantically towards Little Nianmo. His eyes were bloodshot, and it was terrifying.

Nothing can happen, son. You must be fine!

Ye Zimo's trembling hands embraced Little Nianmo, who was bleeding profusely, and a finger trembled as it reached under his nose.

Fortunately, Little Nianmo was still breathing weakly.

Ye Zimo did not dare to delay any longer. He had little nianmo picked up and sent Little Nianmo to the hospital as quickly as possible.

Along the way, Ye Zimo's hands kept shaking, and Little Nianmo's breathing became weaker and weaker, as if the next second, he would disappear in his arms.

"Son, you must be fine. You must not!"

Ye Zimo closed his eyes and quietly prayed to god.

He was willing to trade his life for Little Nianmo's safety.

Perhaps god had heard Ye Zimo's pious prayer. After Little Nianmo was sent to the hospital, the doctors tried their best to save his life.

However, Little Nianmo lost too much blood and needed a blood transfusion.

No matter how reluctant ye mo was, he would call Xia Yihan and inform her.

"Hello. Yihan, listen to me. Little Nianmo has a car accident and needs a blood transfusion. I'll send someone to pick you up..."

Before Ye Zimo could finish his sentence, Xia Yihan interrupted anxiously, "Car accident? How did he get into a car accident? Isn't he with your mother? Is he serious? Speak, tell me!"

Xia Yihan's voice was a little hysterical, and she couldn't accept that the child who was talking and laughing with her yesterday was lying in the hospital today, weak and not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Ye Zimo was instantly filled with remorse. He could only speak dryly, "It's all my fault. I didn't protect him well... Zhang Qing took him away, causing xiao nianmo to get into a car accident..."

"Ye Zimo! If xiao nianmo had been hurt a little, I would never forgive you in my life!"

Ye Zimo's expression darkened, "Little Nianmo will be fine. I know there's nothing I can say..."

Over there, Xia Yihan had already hung up.

Ye Zimo looked at his pale, motionless son, his eyes brimming with pain.

Had it not been for the slight rise and fall in the child's chest, he would have thought that the child had gone to heaven... No, no. Ye Zimo comforted himself. The doctors said he was out of danger, so he was sure that nothing would happen.

Ye mo held Little Nianmo's hand and kissed it over and over again. My dear son, you must get better soon. Daddy will never let you suffer like this again. Dad will protect you and your mother in the future.

When Xia Yihan arrived at the hospital, all she saw was Ye Zimo lying by Little Nianmo's bed, holding Little Nianmo's hand.

Xia Yihan collapsed at the door.

She covered her mouth and burst into tears.

God knows how she got here. She wished she had wings and could reach her son in an instant.

Fortunately, Little Nianmo was still alive. Fortunately...