The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Surprisingly, Ao Xue, Song Mengjie and even Ding Yiyi were selected, but Hoi Cheuk Hin wasn't on the list.

"What's going on? There's no way Zhuo Xuan won't be selected." Song Mengjie muttered sadly.

Ding Yiyi knew that Song Mengjie was running for the Student union because he wanted more time with Hoi Cheuk Hin. When he saw Song Mengjie's sad face, Ding Yiyi followed suit and dragged Song Mengjie to the Student union.

In the Student union office, the teacher on duty helplessly coaxed a 1.85 meter tall, slightly ruffian boy, "Young tang, you see you have become the president of the Student union. This Ye Nianmo is too loud for him to be elected."

The teacher on duty was also very angry at the student named Zhang Tang. He was usually parallel and domineering, so it was okay not to treat them as teachers. Now he was shouting in front of so many students. He was the principal's son, so he couldn't afford to hide!

"I've already made a deal with my buddy. Didn't you make me lose face by messing with him?" Zhang Tang refused to let go.

Ding Yiyi and Song Mengjie happened to walk to the door and heard the voices in the office stop. They looked at each other and continued to eavesdrop.

"Young tang, Ye Nianmo and Hoi Cheuk Hin were originally elected. It's already under a lot of pressure to squeeze one of them out. Just tell that friend that if you don't do well, you'll be free next semester."

"All right, then. I'll make sure he doesn't take it anymore." Zhang Tang opened the door vigorously and glanced at Ding Yiyi and Song Mengjie.

"Teacher, you are wrong. How can you tolerate evil forces?" Ding Yiyi yelled as soon as he entered, and the teacher on duty pulled his face down. He had been taught a lesson by the principal's son, but now the inexplicable freshmen taught him a lesson. He slapped the table and stood up, "This student! Watch your language, what evil forces!"

"Yiyi." Song Mengjie pulled on latin yiyi's sleeve and rushed out to make things right, "This is what the teacher is like. My friend has a temper. Let's go first."

Ding Yiyi was moved when Song Mengjie walked out of the Student union. Song Mengjie saw ding yiyi's indignant face. After all, this had nothing to do with Ding Yiyi. "Yiyi, that teacher manages the scholarship. His name is zheng zheng zheng. You should try not to have any conflicts with him in the future."

Ding Yiyi pursed his lips and did not speak. The sound from the basketball court attracted two people. Ding Yiyi looked up. Isn't that Ye Nianmo?

Ye Nianmo snatched the blue ball from a tall man, and within a few arrows came a beautiful slam dunk. The girls around screamed, and Ao Xue clapped hard to cheer.

Song Mengjie couldn't move as soon as he saw that Hoi Cheuk Hin was perfectly matched with Ye Nianmo on the court. Ding Yiyi laughed and dragged Song Mengjie onto the court.

Hoi Cheuk Hin saw from afar that Song Mengjie and Ding Yiyi were waving to greet each other. Ye Nianmo did not turn back at all. Ding Yiyi looked at his obviously swollen hand and was a little worried, but when he saw that the other party did not even give him a look, he refused to want to go up and put on a cold butt. Anyway, he also tore up his ticket!

"Yiyi!" After Ao Xue took the initiative to come over and say hello and decided to love ye nianmo, Ao Xue saw that ding yiyi was not as hostile as before.

The three girls were laughing and joking, and the crowd was pushed aside. Zhang Tang was the leading boy. Zhang Tang walked in the front, and there was a boy with a basketball and blue hair. Ao Xue felt that the boy with blue hair was a little familiar, so he couldn't help but look at him a little more.

"We always play on this field at this time. Freshmen have no rules." Zhang Tang took the basketball and flipped it on his finger, looking at Ye Nianmo provocatively.

"So what do you want to do?" Ye nianmo stood in front of Zhang Tang. As soon as Zhang Tang entered the school, he heard that the principal's son, sophomore, still looked like he couldn't pull. If it weren't for today's incident, he wouldn't have paid attention to such people.

"It's easy. Fight us. The loser kneels on the ground and barks." Zhang Tang said with a smile, a sinister gleam in his eyes.

"Forget it, Nian Mo. Let's go. We're almost done anyway." Someone pulled Ye Nianmo's hand and whispered. Hoi Cheuk Hin had heard about this bully and didn't want to make a big deal out of it. He said in a low voice, "Forget it. It's obvious that you're here to start a fight."

Ye Nianmo frowned, bent down to pick up the basketball and turned to leave. Zhang Tang whistled behind, and a few people started to play and pass the ball.

Aoxue fell at the end of the crowd and looked at the boy who was dyed. The more she looked, the more familiar she became. "Be careful!" Ding Yiyi, who was on the same level as Ao Xue, saw Zhang Tang's shot flying straight this way and didn't want to push Ao Xue away.

Ao Xue was pushed away by Ding Yiyi and staggered a few steps. His high heels were crooked and he fell to the ground. Ding Yiyi had just regained his senses and the basketball hit Ding Yiyi directly in the back of his head.

"Ao Xue! Yiyi!" When Ye Nianmo, Song Mengjie and Hoi Cheuk Hin heard Ao Xue and Ding Yiyi screaming, they quickly turned around.

Ao Xue and Ding Yiyi fell to one side, and Ye Nianmo looked at Ding Yiyi. Obviously, Ding Yiyi was more serious. He covered his head and squatted on the ground in pain.

Ye Nianmo walked to Ao Xue, stopped his waist and picked up Ao Xue. He looked at Zhang Tang standing aside and said coldly, "Tomorrow night at 8: 00 pm."

"Nian Mo, it hurts." Ao Xue cried out in pain, but his heart was filled with joy. His boyfriend declared war on others because of his injury, which proved that he still had a place in his heart.

"Yiyi!" Song Mengjie wanted to cry while Ding Yiyi stood up with her head in her hands to comfort Song Mengjie. She felt dizzy and caught Ding Yiyi in time with her arms.

Hoi Cheuk Hin also picked up Ding Yiyi and said to Song Mengjie, "Go to the infirmary first." Song Mengjie nodded and hurried to the infirmary.

In the infirmary, Ding Yiyi put an ice pack on his head, wondering why he was so unlucky. Hoi Cheuk Hin reached out his hand and shook it in front of Ding Yiyi's eyes. He smiled and said, "You remind me of a song."

"What song?" Ding Yiyi asked curiously.

Hoi Cheuk Hin pinched his nose and hummed, "I have horns on my head and a tail behind me!"

"Damn it! Laugh at me!" Ding Yiyi was holding an ice pack and trying to make a call. Ever since Hoi Cheuk Hin helped him find his cell phone, Ding Yiyi felt that he was getting closer to him, and it was easier to get along with him than with Ye Nianmo.

Ding Yiyi was about to hit hai zhuo xuan. Hoi Cheuk Hin ye pretended to catch Ding Yiyi's hands with her big hands and touched Ding Yiyi's head with the other hand.

"Yiyi, I've asked for your leave." Song Mengjie said as he pushed the door open. His expression cracked a little when he saw the two people who were moving intimately on the bed.

"Did you ask for leave? Thank you so much." Ding Yiyi smiled sweetly at Song Mengjie. Hoi Cheuk Hin withdrew his hand and stood up, "Meng Jie, then stay with yiyi. I have something else to do. I'll go first."

Song Mengjie nodded a little absent-mindedly, and Song Mengjie suddenly had a little knot in his heart. Seeing that hai zhuo xuan and Ding Yiyi got along so harmoniously, he actually had a feeling that the person he liked was taken away by his good sister.

"Meng Jie, what are you thinking?" Ding Yiyi couldn't help but ask when he saw Song Mengjie standing at the door, not even seeing hai zhuo xuan off.

Song Mengjie walked over to Ding Yiyi and hesitated for a moment. She bit her lips and asked ding yiyi, "Yiyi, you and Zhuo Xuan just now? Just now I saw that you seemed to interact very well!"

Ding Yiyi was stunned and quickly realized that Meng Jie was a little jealous when he saw himself playing with Hoi Cheuk Hin. He felt funny and at the same time he was shocked. His good sister was too sensitive. It seemed that he should be careful in the future.

Holding Song Mengjie's hand, Ding Yiyi said solemnly, "I swear by ding yiyi that I have no thoughts about Hoi Cheuk Hin at all! If there is, I will fail the exam and fail! Besides, Hoi Cheuk Hin is not my type."

Song Mengjie chuckled and secretly blamed himself for making a big deal out of a molehill. Ding Yiyi couldn't betray him. He asked slyly, "What style do you like?"

Ding Yiyi wanted Meng Jie to be completely reassured. His head heated up and he blurted out, "I like Ye Nianmo's style."

Song Mengjie looked as if I knew it! Ding Yiyi's face was already hanging up after so many naked words. He gave Song Mengjie a push and said with a bad smile, "According to my deduction, Hoi Cheuk Hin is definitely not far away. Do you want to talk to him?"

Song Mengjie squirmed for a second, then nodded and ran out with a red face. Ding Yiyi muttered, "If you like it, just confess. When will this little girl really get Hoi Cheuk Hin?"

"I heard you like my style?" Ding Yiyi was taken aback by the sudden sound from the door. Ye Nianmo leaned against the door with an ice pack and looked at Ding Yiyi, his eyes narrowed.

"I just said it casually. How's Ao Xue?" If Cao Cao Cao Cao comes, he might as well buy a lottery ticket and win the first prize! Ding Yiyi opened the topic as he thought about it.

Ye Nianmo shook the ice bag in his hand, and Ding Yiyi immediately understood that Ye Nianmo went to the other infirmary next to him and put the ice bag on aoxue ice. When he passed by, he heard his heroic words.

Looking at the blue marks on Ye Nianmo's wrist, Ding Yiyi said, "I'm really sorry about the injury on your hand."

Ye Nianmo nodded indifferently, stood up and said, "Then rest well. I'm leaving. Ao Xue is still waiting for me."

"Ye Nianmo." Ding Yiyi spoke. Ye Nianmo turned around. Ding Yiyi swallowed his saliva and looked at Ye Nianmo, "You kissed me at the hotel that day."

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows. No wonder he thought Ding Yiyi was so familiar. He seemed to have met her somewhere. No wonder he had been called a hooligan. It seemed that the crime was really solid.

Ding Yiyi saw that ye nianmo did not make a statement and hurriedly continued, "Don't get me wrong. I just wanted to say that I don't care anymore. I forgive you. I won't call you a hooligan anymore."

Ye Nianmo smiled, walked up to Ding Yiyi and reached out his hand. "Hello, my name is Ye Nianmo."

Ding Yiyi paused and smiled, "Hello, my name is Ding Yiyi."