The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"No need. I'm sure they won't hurt me." Thinking of Bobo Lulu, the fat boy and the man in the tang suit, Xia Yihan felt a little melancholy.

Hanging up the phone, Xia Yihan sneezed. It was cloudy outside, and the curtains were blown so high that Xia Yihan got up and walked to the window. When he opened the curtains, he saw the sound of a car.

Familiar license plate number, that was the car that ye mo would ride. Xia Yihan ran downstairs in a pair of cotton slippers, her heart was about to jump out as she ran, and her mind was filled with Ye Zimo.

Xia Yihan hesitated until she put her hand on the doorknob. She couldn't forget that night. She thought Ye Zimo was back, but she only got a cd, and then Ye Zimo disappeared.

The door was opened and the sun came in. Ye mo smiled and opened her arms, "Do you know how to wear shoes this time? Progress!"

Xia Yihan sniffed and rushed into Ye Zimo's arms. The huge inertia made yezi take a few steps back before hugging Xia Yihan.

Trying to make fun of it, Ye Zimo noticed the trembling on Xia Yihan's body. Ye Zimo sighed slightly and patted Xia Yihan on the shoulder to calm Xia Yihan.

"So now that you're released, you don't need to go back in?" Xia Yihan asked in surprise.

Ye Zimo glanced out the window at the blatantly parked car, smiled, and said meaningfully, "Pets think they are free when they get out of their cages, but there are more restraints."

Xia Yihan held Ye Zimo's hand and said firmly, "I will be with you. No, Nian Mo, Chu Qing and I will always be with you."

In the chemotherapy room, Si's face was covered in tears. The doctor next to him said sympathetically, "Why don't you let your family accompany you? The chemotherapy is so painful and needs the support of your family."

Si was crying, but when she heard the doctor's words, she smiled. There was no family left for her. She was the only one left. When the doctor saw Si, he smiled and cried to comfort her and left.

Si looked at the ceiling of the hospital in silence. It wasn't that she didn't want to end her life like this and accompany her and Ye Zimo's child, but she was very unwilling!

After making a call, the voice on the phone was not as enthusiastic as before, but a little distant. This was the result of Si's own actions, but she now had some regrets.

If he had taken Ao er to live in seclusion, would he be happier now? "Hello?" Ao er's voice interrupted Si's thoughts.

He perked up and asked, "How are you doing?"

Si wanted to ask about Ao er's recent life. Ao er on the other side of the phone said formally, "Ye Nianmo hasn't been to the orphanage recently, so I'm not sure."

Si si was stunned and subconsciously tried to explain that he didn't mean it. After a long while, he said dejectedly, "I see." Hanging up the phone, tears flowed down again, but this time it was a different pain.

"Xia Yihan, you made me lose love!" Si murmured and the phone rang again. Si looked at the caller id and picked up the phone with a coquettish smile, "What do you think of me? I'm shopping for clothes. I'll give you a surprise when I get back. Don't let your wife find out."

In the bright study, Zhang Fengyi held a stack of photos and said, "There are too many people in the country who call this name. The system can't find out at all."

"I can draw it!" Xia Yihan stood up from her chair. As a jewelry designer, she believed that she had a good background in painting.

"Yeah, okay." Ye Zimo thought it was good, too, or he wouldn't know how long it would take to find this boy called sharp.

Xia Yihan used toner and a drawing board. To draw a good character, the effect of using toner was much better than using other brushes. As soon as he lowered his head, Xia Yihan was immersed in his own world.

As time passed by, Xia Yihan's nose smelled of perfume and a fork of Italy bread rolled up in front of him.

Xia Yihan looked up. The pain in her shoulder made her cry out in pain, "It hurts!"

Putting the ink down, he gently rubbed Xia Yihan's shoulder with his big hand to ease the pain in Xia Yihan's neck.

"Mumble." Xia Yihan's stomach growled. "I'm going to wash my hands and eat!" Xia Yihan wanted to stand up.

Ye Zimo smiled, "Don't bother." He picked Xia Yihan up from his waist and put him on his lap. Ye mo fed Xia Yihan noodles like a child.

Xia Yihan's face was a little red, and she opened her mouth obediently to let Ye Zimo feed her. Zhang Fengyi pushed the door open, and Xia Yihan hiccupped in fear.

"Sorry, I left the door open." Zhang Fengyi apologized quickly. Ye Zimo's eyes were frozen.

"It's okay. I'm almost done, burp." Xia Yihan burped and came down from Ye Zimo, heading straight for the drawing board.

Zhang Fengyi looked at the man in the picture, first stunned, then looked at him carefully.

"Do you know this man?" Ye Zimo asked quietly.