The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"There's a mother leading the child across the road right in front of you. The child's doll fell on the road. It was a red light, but there was no car to go with it. Everyone was waiting patiently for the child to pick it up." Ye Chuyun continued to whisper in her ear. An afternoon passed quickly. Ye Chuyun sent her home and turned to leave.

"Ye Chuyun!" Ding Yiyi opened his mouth, trotted to him, stuffed the ashtray he bought from ikea with his bag, and ran into the yard.

Ye Chuyun looked down at the ashtray in his hand and laughed when the iron gate was opened and the creaking sound made when it was hastily closed.

As soon as Ding Yiyi came home, he rushed into the room and rolled on the bed twice. When he heard the engine start, he couldn't help running behind the curtain and secretly showed his head to see Ye Chuyun leaving. His heart was filled with sweetness.

Sitting back at the table, Ding Yiyi picked up the brush again. Chuyun had done so much for him today. He had to draw a great design sketch.

The next day, Ding Yiyi came to the classroom with a pair of dark circles under his eyes and put the sketch on the table to revise. Ao Xue happened to walk by and look at it and said, "Is this your final homework? Very good!"

Ao Xue looked at her design draft and suddenly felt that it was similar to a piece of jewelry designed by a small designer in Turkey that he saw in a magazine.

She used her cell phone to check the internet, and it was true that the overall structure was somewhat similar. She knew that Ding Yiyi would not cheat, and some similarities should be that the design concept happened to collide. If Ding Yiyi's design was the same as that designer's, wouldn't it be suspected of plagiarism?

Ao Xue walked up to Ding Yiyi and pointed at some details of the design, "I think these places would look better if they could be designed like this."

Ding Yiyi changed the design according to her idea and sighed, "Ao Xue, you're really talented. It looks much better."

Ao Xue looked at the design draft that was almost identical to the Turkey designer and thought, yiyi, don't blame me, blame you for stealing my love.

A few days later, Xia Yihan came to the jewelry design class and graded the final homework of dozens of people in the design class on the spot. The students were all looking forward to the famous jewelry designer at home and abroad.

Xia Yihan picked up a painting and looked at it for a long time. He looked up from the painting and said with a smile, "This picture of a hundred birds worshipped by Ao Xue is very creative. Using four birds to hold a water diamond, it will not make the shape of the bird feel like a clamour for the master, but also highlight the characteristics of the water diamond."

All the students around looked enviously at aoxue. Xia Yihan picked up another design, which he had been looking at for the longest time.

Ding Yiyi watched her every move nervously. She knew that the design was her own. There were some stains on the back of the draft. It was a blurry mark on the foot of the Cheng Bao when they were flirting with her yesterday.

"Ding Yiyi." Xia Yihan finally spoke.

"Here." She answered in a loud voice. The students around her thought that Xia Yihan wanted to praise ding yiyi by name. They were all envious. Xia Yihan looked at her and said, "Can you explain the concept of your design draft?"

"My design concept comes from two words, tolerance. One day, I saw a little girl fall on the ground when she crossed the street. At that time, the green light went out and the red light was on. The little girl ran back to pick up the doll, and no car started on the spot. I think this is the tolerance of a society. This tolerance is usually hidden under the cold social rules, which is more precious."

Ding Yiyi told the scene that he and Ye Chuyun saw in one breath. Xia Yihan nodded, took out a pen and paper and began to paint on the drawing. Ten minutes later, he raised the drawing board in his hand and said, "Do you think what I drew is different from what you drew?"

Ding Yiyi stepped forward to take a closer look and shook his head, "There's no difference."

"This is the work of a small jewelry designer in Turkey called hope, who appeared in the national Fashion jewelry magazine three years ago and was later bought and collected by me and is now in my room."

What does that mean? Is he cheating? Ding Yiyi looked at the two paintings in disbelief. She never cheated, never cheated.

When the bell rang, Xia Yihan said loudly, "Students, our first lesson in jewelry design is not how to design beautiful jewelry, but to restrain our desires and to respect the achievements of others. This is only a final exam, so you have a chance to change it again, but once you are found in this industry, there will be no turning back."

Ding Yiyi was in a daze and her classmates kept looking at her. Unable to accept this conclusion, she turned and chased after xia Yihan.

"Teacher Xia!" Ding Yiyi called out to Xia Yihan, who was about to get in the car. Xia Yihan waved to the driver to ignore him. The last thing she could forgive was that someone didn't respect art.

When the car started, Ding Yiyi patted the window and ran along. The people around him kept casting curious eyes. The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said, "Madam, this?"

Xia Yihan tilted his head to look out of the window at Ding Yiyi. Still, he couldn't bear it and said, "Forget it. Stop."

The car stopped and the window slowly rolled down. Xia Yihan said, "Forget about this time. Don't do it again."

"Teacher Xia, I really didn't cheat." She hurriedly explained, and Xia Yihan asked, "So you insist that all of this painting was created by you alone?"

Looking at her nod, Xia Yihan was extremely disappointed. Before this girl was injured because of her dereliction of duty, she could forgive her for her young age, but she was so stubborn about her professional ethics.

"Child, I'm really disappointed." Xia Yihan rolled up the window and said to the driver, "Let's go!"

Ding Yiyi watched the car get further and further away, squatting helplessly. She really didn't cheat. Who could believe her?

In the evening, she didn't even eat. She lay in bed and played songs over and over again. The Cheng Bao lay by her side and licked the back of her hand. When the phone rang, she picked it up and Song Mengjie said on the phone, "Have you seen the school forum?"

Ding Yiyi shook her head. How could she be in the mood now? Song Mengjie said, "Look at the forum first. You're already on the front page!"

She got up, turned on her computer, and typed in the website of the school's sticker bar. The first title of the page that popped up was a post posted by "The unveiler." A copy of the jewelry design class was exposed on the spot."

There were also two works attached to the post, and the following messages contained everything. One of them, named'dream', had been defending Ding Yiyi and was besieged by other ids led by' the unveiler'.

"I've been helping you talk. Ignore them, or you can go up and explain." Song Mengjie said over the phone.

"Both designs are real." Ding Yiyi's tears fell on the keyboard. Song Mengjie could hear her crying and wanted to say that the phone had hung up.

On the wide balcony of the Ye family, Ao Xue looked proudly at the increasing number of replies. Ye Nianmo walked closer and said, "What's so happy about today?"

Ao Xue quickly put down the computer, Ye Nianmo raised her eyebrows, she quickly talked about the topic: "By the way, how is the exhibition hall incident investigation?"

Ye Nianmo shook his head and said, "Uncle Beike will investigate personally, but he won't say anything. Leave it to them."

Ao Xue nodded and did not dare to ask again. Seeing that she was not in high spirits, Ye Nianmo turned around and left. She sighed proudly. She should have been happier, but she was too afraid. Everything was so calm, which made her in danger of a storm.

Refusing to see Ye Nianmo off, Ao Xue drove alone to a dilapidated residential building. The building had a certain age, and the white tiles had turned dark yellow, and the stinking gutters were covered with flies.

Ao Xue stood still and saw a figure on the staircase. She quickly hid. It was a pregnant woman who was staggering along with a huge pregnant bag. The neighborhood was so dark that she suddenly lost her footing on the uneven tiles and leaned forward.

"Be careful!" Ao Xue rushed over to help her up and saw that the pregnant woman was the one she saw in the hospital.

"Thank you, girl, you're so kind." The pregnant woman steadied herself with her help and nodded to leave. Ao Xue watched her leave and looked down to see a bank card fall to the ground.

Ao Xue secretly wrote down the number of the bank card, then chased after it and returned it to the pregnant woman. Seeing how grateful she was to the pregnant woman, she felt as if her face was about to burn.

Yan Mingyao was still in a daze when she received Ao Xue's call. "You want to sell your car. Why?" He asked curiously.

"Don't ask me why. I think you're a car player. The price should be higher. The card number has been sent to you." Ao Xue looked at the note with the card number in his hand.

There was no response from the phone. "Didi." The sound of the text message rang, and Ao Xue found that he had ten thousand more on his account.

"What do you mean, Yan Mingyao!" Ao Xue's voice cooled. She didn't need charity.

"If you want it back, I'll lend it to you first." Yan Mingyao knew what she was thinking from her tone. It took a long time for aoxue to say, "Thank you."

Ao Xue sighed slightly as she transferred the ten thousand yuan to the pregnant woman's account, hoping that doing so would lessen her guilt.

The next day, Ao Xue received a call from Ye Nianmo. Ye nianmo took her to school. At the school gate, Ding Yiyi walked out alone.

"What's wrong with that idiot? Is he in such a bad mood?" Ye Nianmo drove into Ding Yiyi and asked doubtfully.

"Yeah, I don't know either." Ao Xue looked at Ding Yiyi and felt a sense of revenge in his heart. Compared to the pain of seeing a picture of her and Ye Nianmo in the Ye family, Ding Yiyi's pain was only a small part of his mood at that time.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye nianmo asked.

Ding Yiyi was stunned and shook his head dejectedly after a while, "Nothing." Just now, she was reprimanded by the counselor. Looking at the happy faces of Ye Nianmo and Ao Xue, she suddenly didn't want to tell her troubles.

"What's the matter?" Ye Nianmo asked patiently. She had to worry about her. Ye Nianmo's phone rang. The other end of the phone seemed to be saying something. He nodded and hung up the phone and said to ding yiyi, "I think so. How can a tomboy like you have a sad personality?"