The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Cough, cough, cough." Ding Yiyi hid from the thick smoke that was rolling up the stairs. She stayed at the corner of the triangle between the two walls, and the road ahead was blocked by falling steel bars.

Her clothes were pressed against her skin and she was about to burn. She held back her discomfort and shrank to the window next to her. She breathed through the window and vaguely felt a figure rush up, but the other party didn't see her because of the thick smoke and rushed to the third floor.

"Help me." She called out weakly, and soon choked again. The shadow was already out of sight around the corner. Outside the window was the sound of firemen, and people on the third floor were constantly sent to safety by the ladder.

"There are still people here!" Curled up on the hot floor, Ding Yiyi murmured. Ye Nianmo ran all the way up to the third floor, where a dozen people were left under the guidance of the firemen.

"Have you seen Ding Yiyi?" He hurriedly grabbed a man by the shoulder and said.

"Who's Ding Yiyi?" The man waved his hand in confusion, afraid that Ye Nianmo would delay his chance to be rescued. The third floor of the exhibition hall is a large conference room. If she is not here, she must still be on the second floor!

Ye Nianmo rushed down again. "Hey, don't run around!" A fireman grabbed his shoulder, and Ye Nianmo turned his head. The coldness, anxiety, and coldness in his eyes startled the fireman and unconsciously let go.

Curled up on the ground, Ding Yiyi watched another figure run downstairs. This time, she saw it clearly. It was Ye Nianmo! "Ye Chuqing is washing his hands on the second floor!"

Ding Yiyi felt that he must have come to find Ye Chuqing and watched him rummage through the ruins. A few pieces of glass fell down. She looked up and saw that the huge crystal chandelier on the ceiling could no longer withstand the burning of the wall and was crumbling!

"Be careful! Boom!!" The glass fell to the ground and made a loud noise. Ding Yiyi fell on him at the last moment. Ye Nianmo put his arm around Ding Yiyi and the two of them rolled to the side. Ding Yiyi's head was about to hit the burning railing on the stairs.

Ye Nianmo's eyes were aghast. She turned around and changed places with Ding Yiyi. She held Ding Yiyi in her arms, and her back was directly stamped with the rust-colored railings from the fire.

"Mmm." He let out a painful groan, and the pain from the fabric sticking to the scalded muscles was unbearable. Ding Yiyi did not notice anything, but felt Ye Nianmo's body spasm for a while, and said worriedly, "Are you hurt?"

After a while, ye nianmo said, "It's okay. I bumped into it. Do you still have the strength to walk out?"

She shook her head, inhaling too much carbon monoxide, and she was already powerless. Her last effort was completely exhausted.

Ye nianmo stood up and shook her body. The huge crystal chandelier fell and covered the fire in the middle of the room. The two of them took the opportunity to move to the window.

It was as stuffy as the window, and smoke kept coming out. "Hey! There are still people on the second floor!" Ye nianmo yelled at the window, vaguely hearing the boils of people downstairs, but no one responded.

In the square, Xia Yihan watched as people were being picked up, but after waiting for so long, he still didn't see Ye Nianmo.

"Someone inside was killed by steel bars." Some people around him kept talking. Xia Yihan's face was pale, and Ye Zimo was no better. He kept looking at his watch, and Ao Xue's face was pale and trembling.

"Boom, boom, boom!" A huge explosion rang out again, completely blocking the door this time, and the firemen all retreated. "The organizers said there were still some fireworks waiting for the celebration in the evening. Those things must have exploded just now, and now they can't get in at all." A fireman said.

As soon as he finished speaking, even though there were seven or eight military vehicles nearby, Thirteen came down from one and ran to Ye Zimo, saying, "Ye Boss, we have already greeted them."

"Quick!" Ye Zimo ordered in a deep voice, and the well-trained troops came down, fully equipped, and began to approach the exhibition hall in an orderly manner.

On the second floor, "I feel terrible. I still don't insist." Ding Yiyi muttered, closing his eyes slowly. Ye Nianmo quickly patted her cheek, "Wake up and hold on."

"Mmm." She answered faintly, her eyes still not open. Her dry, peeled lips felt a touch of moisture, and she suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Ye Nianmo thought she was unconscious and grabbed her jaw to force her to open her mouth and breathe into her mouth. Ding Yiyi blinked and soon understood his intentions. He tried to push him away, but his hands were soft.

Sensing Ding Yiyi's weak resistance, Ye Nianmo thought that artificial respiration was effective and continued to perform until he saw Ding Yiyi's black and white eyes staring at him.

"Are you feeling better?" Ye Nianmo said anxiously, "Why is your face redder than before?!"

"Cut the crap!" Ding Yiyi turned her face away, and the kiss just made her completely awake. Ye Nianmo observed the situation around her and said in a deep voice, "No, we have to save ourselves. There is a tree outside. The distance between the second floor and the ground is not very high. We can use the banyan tree outside as a buffer."

"What if you didn't jump on the tree?" Ding Yiyi asked in a trembling voice. When Ye Nianmo saw her like this, she remembered that she seemed to have said she was afraid of heights when she sat in the Ferris wheel at the amusement park.

Ding Yiyi felt a gentle touch on his head. He looked up and fell into his gentle and smiling eyes. He said, "Trust me."

Ye Nianmo picked up a chair and smashed the glass, cleaning up the surrounding glass, one foot on the edge of the bed, while observing the distance between the tree outside the window and his own window, while reaching out to ding yiyi with the other hand: "Catch it, I'll jump first."

Without a response, he turned around and Ding Yiyi squatted a few steps away with his head down and trembling. Ye nianmo sighed and returned to her again. She squatted down and said softly, "Haven't you always been brave? Be brave again."

Ding Yiyi shook her head and asked her to jump out of here. She would rather stay here and be burned to ashes. Her wrist was lifted and a piece of clothing was wrapped around it.

Ye Nianmo carefully tied one end of his clothes to her hand, and the other firmly to his hand. Pretending to be relaxed, he said, "My life is tied to you now. If you jump down, you won't be afraid."

Big drops of tears fell from ding yiyi's eyes and hit the back of Ye Nianmo's hand. She shook herself and stood up. The two of them came to the window.

"Hold me." Ye Nianmo grabbed her and held her tightly in his arms, not letting her see the scene outside. He whispered, "Come on, Ding Yiyi!"

"Someone jumped down!" No one knew who was shouting. Everyone looked at the source of the sound. On the second floor of the exhibition hall, at a window, there were two figures darting towards the trees. The branches could not bear the force and made a loud clatter.

"Nian Mo!" Xia Yihan and his group ran over in a hurry. On the grass, Ding Yiyi lay on Ye Nianmo's body, his back tightly clenched with both hands.

The burn on her back, coupled with the impact of the impact on the tree just now, was so tightly held by her that ye nianmo nearly fainted from the pain.

Feeling the trembling of Ding Yiyi's hands, he suddenly felt a sense of calm. There was a faint voice calling for him in his ear. He was lying on his back, the sun was just right, there was no cloud in the sky, and his eyes were gradually drifting. He could only vaguely see the figure moving in front of him. Ye Nianmo suddenly smiled and said softly:

"Ding Yiyi, we succeeded."

"A fire broke out in the west coast exhibition hall no. 1. At present, a staff member died on the spot and five people were seriously injured. The initial investigation was caused by the burning of the propaganda album in the basement. The specific matters are still being followed by the police."

Ding Yiyi sat on the hospital bed and watched the latest news. The remote control in her hand was taken off. Ding Dacheng turned off the tv and handed her the cut apple, "Daughter, you really scared dad this time. Let's study hard. Next time, don't go to any messy places."

"Dad, how's Ye Nianmo?" Ding Yiyi nibbled at the apple and asked. It was okay for her to take in the oxygen herself, but no one knew about Ye Nianmo after asking a few medical staff.

Ding Dacheng sighed and said, "I heard about burns."

The apple in Ding Yiyi's hand fell to the ground. She hurriedly got out of bed and said, "How did it burn? No, I have to go see him!"

Ding Dacheng quickly pulled her back and persuaded her, "Are you going in now? He's in the sterile room. I heard that the Ye family is going to fly directly to Losangeles for treatment."

Ding Yiyi sat back on the bed in a daze, then suddenly stood up and asked in a panic, "Oh my god, where's chuqing? Chu Qing is in the bathroom on the second floor. Did you get him out?"

"Sister yiyi." Ye Chuqing stood outside the door, hesitating whether to go in or not, and couldn't help but speak when he heard her. Ding Dacheng picked up the apples on the ground and threw them into the rubbish bin. He took out two more apples from the fruit basket and said, "I'll wash two more apples. You can talk."

When the door was closed, Ye Chuqing wanted to ask her how she was doing, but he didn't know how to say it. Remembering how badly he had spoken to her before, he felt guilty. Instead, Ding Yiyi said, "How is it? Are your feet better?"

Ye Chuqing nodded hastily, bent over and rolled up his trouser legs, "It's all right. I just sprained my ankle."

There was a momentary awkwardness between the two of them. Ye Chuqing sat in a chair by the bed and hesitated for a while before suddenly saying, "I was angry because you told my parents where I was going. In fact, if you don't like me staying at your house, I can go."

"When did I kick you out?" Ding Yiyi said in disbelief. He really wanted to knock on this little girl's head to see if she was full of tofu.

"But brother." Ye Chuqing was even more confused when she said that. Her brother couldn't have lied to him. Hearing him, Ding Yiyi quickly asked, "Can you take me to see your brother?"

Ye Chuqing said, "Only three people can enter, so now Sister oshue and my father and mother are inside, but you can take a look outside."

Ding Yiyi nodded hurriedly. It was good to have a look, or else she wouldn't be able to sleep soundly. When she walked out of the ward, she realized that the fire was more serious than she had imagined. In the corridor sat some people who had already treated their wounds and were closing their eyes to recuperate.