The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan saw Ye Nianmo's tiny body narrowly climb through the flowerbed. When she landed, she smiled at herself and disappeared into the french window.

Inside the french window, Hoi Cheuk Hin sat on the bed with his knees in his arms and looked at Ye Nianmo in a daze. He asked in surprise, "How did you get in?"

Ye Nianmo put his injured hand on Hoi Cheuk Hin's shoulder and raised his head, "My hand is hurt. I can't take notes, so I need your help."

Hoi Cheuk Hin looked down at Hai Zhixuan's photo and whispered, "No, now you don't need my help. I can't help anyone."

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows and his uninjured hand grabbed the photo from Hoi Cheuk Hin's hand. Hoi Cheuk Hin was furious. He pushed Ye Nianmo away and reached for it. "Give it back to me. Don't make me hit you!"

Ye nianmo waved the photo in her hand, her steady face rarely showing a hint of cunning. She looked at Hoi Cheuk Hin and said, "You can try it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Hoi Cheuk Hin had already hit ye nianmo on the cheek. Ye Nianmo lost his balance and fell to the ground. He quickly got up and stretched out his injured arm to hit hai zhuo xuan. Hoi Cheuk Hin looked at Ye Nianmo's bandaged hand and paused. The next second, he was kicked by ye nianmo with his leg.

"Ye Nianmo! You!" Hoi Cheuk Hin was beaten so hard that he bared his teeth. He got up and rushed up to fight with Ye Nianmo. There were banging noises in the room. The nanny on the balcony asked worriedly, "Should I get the key to open the door? What if I get hurt?"

Xia Yihan shook his head, and tears started to flow out again, "Nian Mo just wanted to find a way to let Zhuo Xuan out."

The nanny listened and said doubtfully, "There seems to be no sound anymore. Mrs. Xia, what are you doing? What if you fall!"

The nanny was in a hurry to stop Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan put the plate on the balcony next door, jumped over it, and shook her hand to signal the nanny not to make a sound.

It was quiet in the room. Xia Yihan looked out through the glass at the situation in the room. In the room, Ye Nianmo and Hoi Cheuk Hin were lying side by side on the ground panting heavily, and their faces were covered with color.

Ye Nianmo placed the photo next to Hoi Cheuk Hin and looked at the ceiling and said softly, "Mommy said that some people live in their hearts and will not disappear forever. As long as we think about him, he will be by our side."

Hoi Cheuk Hin looked at the picture in a daze and didn't know what was on his mind. There was a "Thud thud" sound coming from the window. Xia Yihan knocked on the window. The cat came in with its waist bent and put the milk and cake in front of Hoi Cheuk Hin.

"Are you tired? Drink some milk to replenish your energy." Xia Yihan said gently.

Hoi Cheuk Hin picked up the cake in a daze. Tears fell without warning and dripped into the milk. Choking, she stuffed the cake into her mouth. Hoi Cheuk Hin burst into tears.

"Dad! I miss you so much!"

Time didn't know how long it was until Ye Zimo opened the door with the key and picked up the three men whose eyes were as red as rabbits. The nanny hurriedly took Ye Nianmo and Hoi Cheuk Hin to the dining room for dinner. Ye mo walked up to Xia Yihan and looked down at Xia Yihan, whose eyes were already swollen.

"Enough crying?" Ye Zimo asked.

Xia Yihan nodded. Ye Zimo reached out to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan grabbed her hand and collapsed the moment she got up. Xia Yihan cried in pain, "My feet seem to be numb."

Ye mo sighed and kneaded xia Yihan gently with both hands. Neither of them noticed that Hoi Cheuk Hin was standing at the door looking at Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo. Seeing the interaction between the two, Hoi Cheuk Hin felt very uncomfortable. His father and mother were like them in the past, but they would never be together again.

Hoi Cheuk Hin thought gloomily. He didn't run downstairs until Ye Nianmo called out to him downstairs. After a while, Xia Yihan came down with Ye Zimo's help. Hoi Cheuk Hin's eyes hurt with the help of the two of them. Hoi Cheuk Hin turned around and buried his head in the meal, refusing to look up again.

Ye mo led Xia Yihan to the two children and touched Ye Nianmo and Hoi Cheuk Hin's heads. Hoi Cheuk Hin was startled by the sudden warmth and looked up at Ye Zimo in a daze.

Ye Zimo's usual expression was more serious. He looked at Hoi Cheuk Hin and said, "Zhuo Xuan will be an adult in the family from now on. Can you take good care of your mother?"

Hoi Cheuk Hin nodded hard and buried his face in the bowl again. Tears the size of beans kept falling on the rice. Ye mo sighed and took Xia Yihan away.

After returning to the Ye family, Xia Yihan was forced to take a bath by yemomo and was forced to sleep on the bed. In the middle of the night, Xia Yihan, who was not sleeping soundly, was awakened by the thunder outside the window. Beside him, it was empty. Xia Yihan got up and walked to the study through the closed door.

The study was not closed tightly. In the dim floor lamp, Ye Zimo was sitting alone at his desk with his back to Xia Yihan. The pungent smell of smoke made Xia Yihan frown. He looked up and saw that the ashtray on the table was full of cigarette butts.

Ye Zimo, who had been sitting, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, sighed and put his hand on his eyes for a long time without moving.

Xia Yihan quietly looked at Ye Zimo who was crying alone in the dark. She knew that Ye Zimo didn't want to be disturbed now. For this man, it was the best sacrifice to quietly remember his good friend in the dark. From tomorrow on, this man would become Ye Zimo again.

The next day, it was dark. Xia Yihan was wearing a black gauze dress and looking out the window through the french window of the living room. A black lincoln drove in next door. Xia Yihan saw Lin Ling's side face flash and wanted to stand up and run out, only to see the taillight of the car.

"Let's go." Ye mo took Xia Yihan's hand and walked out of the Ye family. The housekeeper was holding an umbrella for Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan shook his head and ran into the car in the rain.

Ye Zimo knew that Xia Yihan was upset and shook his head at the housekeeper who was trying to chase him out. He got in the car. The car sped all the way to the cemetery. Dark clouds were rolling up in the sky, and the cold rain hit the scattered people dressed in black in the cemetery.

Not many people came to Hai Zhixuan's funeral, and only some very familiar friends were present at Lin Ling's request. Hoi Cheuk Hin held Lin Ling's hand and saw that after Ye Nianmo got out of the car, because the shoelaces were not properly tied, Ye Zimo personally half-squatted down to help ye nianmo tie the shoelaces, while Xia Yihan at the side helped the two of them open an umbrella.

Hoi Cheuk Hin looked at the harmonious scene of the Ye Nianmo family and held Lin Ling's hand tightly. Lin Ling noticed and turned to look at the Ye Zimo family. His eyes were full of pain.

The noise from the side attracted everyone. "Don't tie me up, I'll leave myself!" The man with a cantonese accent and another skinny man were dragged by Zhang Fengyi to Hai Zhixuan's tombstone.

Lin Ling's face turned cold. He let go of Hoi Cheuk Hin and walked up to the two men and slapped each other. The two men were stunned for a moment and wanted to fight back. Zhang Fengyi kicked them to the ground.

Ye Zimo walked up to them and looked at them coldly, "Shut your mouth and don't let them disturb the scene." As soon as ye mo finished speaking, the two men's mouths were gagged by Zhang Fengyi with a cloth strip.

The two men sobbed and lay down beside Zhang Fengyi's tombstone. The weather was getting colder and colder. Lin Ling held Hoi Cheuk Hin's hand and watched as Hai Zhixuan's coffin was gradually covered in mud. Xia Yihan sobbed and leaned on Ye Zimo. Half an hour later, the funeral was over. A sparse crowd of people surrounded Xia Yihan to greet him.

Hoi Cheuk Hin walked up to the two men and looked at them coldly. He reached out and took the cloth out of one of them's mouth and asked, "Did you shoot, too?"

The man with a cantonese accent said disdainfully, "Just go with the little doll, or I'll tell you if you let us go?"

Hoi Cheuk Hin frowned and asked again in a cold voice, "Did you shoot?"

The man with a cantonese accent winked at his companion and said, "Actually, there is a hidden story. Otherwise, you can untie one of my hands. I'll tell you again that my hands are injured. I can't run away even if I untie them."

Hoi Cheuk Hin thought for a moment, then came forward and untied the man's hand. The man's eyes flashed, and his hand slipped into his back pocket. There was a knife hidden in it. As long as the child was taken hostage, he was not afraid that these people would not let them go.

After Hoi Cheuk Hin was kidnapped to africa, Hai Zhixuan specially invited a taekwondo teacher to teach hai zhuo xuan taekwondo. When he saw that the man wanted to resist, Hoi Cheuk Hin punched the man's wrist. Although he was too young to do enough strength, the man panicked and the knife fell to the ground.

The man wanted to grab the knife. Hoi Cheuk Hin picked up the knife and pressed it against the man's neck. The blood gradually seeped into the man's neck, making Hoi Cheuk Hin feel the pleasure of revenge. The knife moved closer to his flesh, and the thought of revenge for Hai Zhixuan was lingering in Hoi Cheuk Hin's mind.

"Zhuo Xuan!" Xia Yihan hurriedly ran over to throw the knife away and held Hoi Cheuk Hin in his arms. Ye Zimo, who was following closely, kicked the two men away and ordered Zhang Fengyi, "Beat them up and take them to the police station."

After what happened at the funeral, Xia Yihan didn't dare to let Hoi Cheuk Hin stay at home alone. He told Lin Ling that he left Hoi Cheuk Hin at the Ye family.

In the living room, Hoi Cheuk Hin sat watching tv while Ye Chuqing was being held by the nanny. Ye Chuqing saw Hoi Cheuk Hin and waved his fat little hand at hai Zhuo Xuan, "Hug!"

The nanny put Ye Chuqing down with a smile. Ye Chuqing staggered towards Hoi Cheuk Hin, waving his hands. As he approached Hoi Cheuk Hin, Hoi Cheuk Hin suddenly stood up to avoid the hand that Ye Chuqing was trying to grab onto his clothes.

Ye Chuqing lost his balance and fell to the ground. He looked up at Hoi Cheuk Hin pitifully and burst into tears.

Hoi Cheuk Hin looked coldly at Ye Chuqing crying and felt a sense of joy in his heart. His father was gone, and he was living in the house of the people who hurt his father. Thinking of this, Hoi Cheuk Hin hated him even more.

"Chu Qing?" Xia Yihan's voice came from the staircase. Xia Yihan hurriedly took Ye Chuqing from the nanny and hugged her in her arms to coax her. Ye Chuqing lay on Xia Yihan's shoulder and looked timidly at Hoi Cheuk Hin standing beside her.

Hoi Cheuk Hin looked at Xia Yihan and thought to himself that Ye Chuqing was so dependent on him. If he bullied Ye Chuqing, would Xia Yihan be more distressed?

Thinking of this, Hoi Cheuk Hin's indifferent expression turned into a familiar one. He walked up to Xia Yihan and said obediently, "Sister Chu Qing, I was careless just now. Brother apologized."