The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"No, mom, no guests. I asked Xia Yihan Fang Lina and the other maids to come in. I remember when I bought this villa, you told me not to live in such a big house. What did he say? Ah, by the way, if you say that there are too few people and that people are not popular, then you will be prosperous. After thinking for so long, I finally figured it out. My mom was right, so I called them all in. This time, they're very popular."

Song Wanting stood aside, stunned by ye mo. How could she not see that Ye Zimo was a glib talker? It was clearly an unreasonable thing, and it seemed reasonable to be forced by him.

He probably never said so much in front of her. It seemed that his mother's position in his heart was so important that he spent so much time and effort carefully playing tai chi with her.

Fu Fengyi snorted.

"The people you live in are all women. No matter how popular you are, your yang qi is not strong."

Ye Zimo pretended to be serious and asked, "What do you mean, mom? Let me call in all the security guards? A man in each room? Then wouldn't my reputation be ruined? I thought I was gay."

Fu Fengyi couldn't help patting his son and yelling at him, "You can just talk nonsense here. You're trying to piss me off!"

This time, Ye Zimo was really serious. He looked at his mother's face and his tone became serious, "Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I'm not messing around. I don't believe you asked wan ting."

With that, he turned to look at Song Wanting, his face a little heavy.

How could he not know it was Song Wanting who complained? His mother only pretended not to know who was living in the house because she didn't want to sell Song Wanting.

Song Wanting walked up to Fu Fengyi with a smile on his face and said, "Auntie, Zi Mo is not messing around. Don't worry."

"Tingting, help auntie take this down." Fu Fengyi pointed to the plate on the bedside table.

"Okay!" Song Wanting obediently carried the plate away, leaving only mother and son in the room. Fu Fengyi's face became more serious.

"Ye Zimo!" She also called him by his name, and every time she called him that, it meant that this son was not her own son, or the son of the whole society, and she was going to discipline him.

"Mom, where are you? Are you using family law?" Ye Zimo teased.

"Don't give me a cheeky smile! Tell me the truth, what's going on between you and those women? I heard there was another one brought back from the nightclub? Aren't you fooling around?"

Ye Zimo did not speak and listened to Feng Yi continue lecturing him, "And that Fang Lina, I don't believe that you can take a fancy to such an uncultivated woman. I don't believe my son can fall in love with a girl from a nightclub. Who are you showing this to?"

In fact, ye mo did this partly to provoke a woman surnamed xia, but also partly to make Ye Haoran angry.

If it weren't for their rigid father-son relationship, he would have used more low-key methods to deal with that woman.

His mother's question was to ask if he did it on purpose for Ye Haoran, and he didn't say anything or deny it.

Fu Fengyi sighed and asked him, "You child, when are you going to make a scene? Are you going to do this when you're sixty and your father is eighty or ninety years old?"

Ye Zimo's face changed and he was a little indifferent. He fixed his eyes on his mother and said seriously, "Mom, I did all this for Xiao Han. You know that. After all these years of suffering, should the person who lost him be his provincial governor with no worries every day? I can listen to you on everything. I have my own principles in this matter. If you want to ask me how long it's been since I found Xiao Han, I might consider stopping if he's doing well. Otherwise, I would have to buy a luxury cruise ship, a helicopter, and advertise for him everywhere so that the whole country would know that Ye Haoran, the governor of Dongjiang province, had an extravagant son. I'll be happy if the discipline inspection department invites him for tea."

Every time this question came up, there would be a stalemate and fu fengyi would eventually follow Ye Zimo.

It was because she was conflicted, feeling as if the three of them had lived a happy and harmonious life and were sorry for the lost child. He may not be full or warm, or he may be forced to beg for food by the dark beggar organization. In any case, when you think about children, you will think of all kinds of bad things.

All these years, when she secretly loved that man, she hated him.

After a moment of silence, Fu Fengyi sighed and said to Ye Zimo, "You did this. I'm sorry for Tingting. How much did she suffer? We Ye family can't treat people like this."

"Mom, if she was really a impeccable person, I would treat her well, but she's not. And I've already talked to her. If she doesn't want to, she can leave anytime. I'll give her a lot of compensation and make her the richest woman in Dongjiang province. She didn't want to, so she had to stay here. A person who feels wronged but doesn't leave, can you blame someone else?"

Fu Fengyi stopped talking. She knew what her son was saying about Song Wanting's dissatisfaction. It was too cruel to let her brother rape other girls, no matter how good the starting point was.

It was hard to change who Ye Zimo was and what impression he had. Even if she tried to twist him, it wouldn't work.

After a moment of silence, Fu Fengyi said, "Forget it. Mom believes you will handle this. But since you still have an engagement, it's not good to be too cold. Besides, I really want to have a grandchild soon."

"I know you want to, but this can't be rushed. The mother of the child will have an impact on the child's life. I think she has told you in some way about what Song Wanting did last time. To be honest, that's why I didn't get too close to her. I was already giving her the chance to break off the engagement. I'll take a closer look. After all, the baby is coming, and I want to give it a complete home. And the child's mother had better be a kind and upright person, don't you think?"

Ye mo had already said so, so naturally Fu Fengyi didn't have to rush to have a baby with Song Wanting now.

"Okay, mom, if you still want to rest, just lie down for a while."

"Okay, Mo, go do your job. Mom's fine."

"You go to bed first. I'll go get my notebook and sit right next to you." After Ye Zimo finished speaking, he went to the study, took the notebook, sat beside his mother, and watched over her.

Turning on the computer, ye mo sent an email to Lin Dahui asking him to look for some photos that resembled Mo Xiaojun's childhood.

...

Xia Yihan wanted to go to doctor Hao's place to help with the medicine this afternoon, but she didn't go because Fu Fengyi came.

She stayed in her room, thinking that if Fu Fengyi lost his temper with ye mo, he might ask her to move back to the workers' room, or he might ask her to leave the villa immediately.

After waiting for a long time, she heard that Ye Zimo was back, and the expected mother scolded her son as if nothing had happened.

Thinking back to the time when Fu Fengyi tried to chase her away, Ye Zimo seemed to have left her behind with just a few words. Perhaps he had convinced his mother this time too.

She opened the window and looked out at the blue sky, thinking that the freedom she had hoped for was gone again.

She recalled that she had gone out several times since she entered this villa. One time, it was the anniversary of Little Soldier's death. Hai zhixuan had interceded for her and she had just gone out. Song Wanting took her out once, and then to Ye Zimo's engagement party. The last time I went to the Ye family, I never came back, but I still came back.

Sometimes she really wanted to be able to move freely and think of going outside the villa, even if it was to get some air.

She sat in the room, looking at the blue walls, the blue wardrobe, and the two large closets that were sent in later.

It's not that the room is small, but that the heart is imprisoned here. It looks like a small cage. It wants to fly out, but its wings are broken.

There was no way to sit down. She got up and went out of the house. She walked around outside the main house and unknowingly went to the back garden.

Although autumn was slightly cool, the garden was not cold. Besides chrysanthemums, there were many other flowers, colorful. Xia Yihan didn't know much about flowers.

She just walked up to a fresh and elegant white chrysanthemum and stood there to take a closer look. I don't know why I chose this flower. Maybe it was because I saw white and thought of Little Soldier.

"Yihan, you like chrysanthemums too!" Suddenly, someone was talking to Xia Yihan behind her. She turned around and looked at the person who was talking. It was the new He Wen.

"Oh, yes, miss he!"

He Wen called Xia Yihan very affectionate, but to Xia Yihan, he always didn't want to be too close to Ye Zimo's other women, and there was a very awkward feeling.

This is a modern society. There shouldn't be any sincere friendship between women of the same man.

Even in ancient times, how many people could really treat other women of their men as friends?

If she was destined to be in a negative mood, then she did not like the false intimacy of one set on the outside and one set on the back.

Xia Yihan's attitude was indifferent, and his manners were somewhat distant. Naturally, He Wen felt it, and she didn't take it seriously. She walked over a few steps and said to her, "Yihan, I've been here for a short time. I haven't had time to talk to you yet. Can you see us sitting in the pavilion for a while?"

Xia Yihan pondered for a while. She didn't want to go, not at all. But He Wen's expression was a little sincere, unlike Song Wanting's, who couldn't see a smile at all.

From the moment He Wen came in, Xia Yihan didn't feel like a woman who would sell herself out for money. Perhaps she had her own helplessness, and she was not willing to come here. Smiling and flattering Ye Zimo might be the same as her doing it for someone else.

With that thought in mind, she seemed to have more sympathy for her and could not bear to reject her coldly.

"Let's go!" Seeing that xia Yihan did not object, He Wen reached out and pulled Xia Yihan's arm. They walked side by side and went to the pavilion to sit down.

Xia Yihan was not a talkative person, not as good as Song Wanting.

Sit down. He Wen doesn't speak. She doesn't know what to say. The two of them sat in silence for a while. When Xia Yihan even wanted to get up and leave, He Wen asked, "Yihan, you don't like me, do you? You even hate me, don't you?"

Her tone was so quiet that it was hard to say she didn't like her.

Xia Yihan shook his head and said truthfully, "I don't hate you. I have no reason to hate you, but I don't like you either."

"You don't like it because you're jealous, do you?" He Wen asked again. Xia Yihan didn't say anything.

She really didn't want to admit that she would be jealous of other women for ye mo, but she had no reason to explain why she rejected his other women. Even her heart yearned for him not to touch any woman other than her. Of course, this was just a deep thought, a desire to monopolize that would never stand up after a rational analysis.

"I'm sorry!" He Wen suddenly blurted out.

She said it without thinking, but Xia Yihan understood what she meant.

Just like the thought that she had felt sorry for Song Wanting before Song Wanting had harmed her. It was a sense of guilt, feeling like she had robbed someone else's man. Her words further proved Xia Yihan's conjecture that she had no choice but to come here.

"Can you please not be jealous and still be in love with Mr. Ye?" Xia Yihan didn't say anything, and He Wen added.

Xia Yihan smiled sheepishly, looked at her and said seriously, "I guess you have something to hide. I don't want to ask. But I'm not the one you need to apologize to, really. I'm not his fiancee, just one of his many women who doesn't stand out. No matter what happens between you and him, you don't have to feel guilty about me."

Xia Yihan's words made He Wen a little anxious. She subconsciously grabbed Xia Yihan's arm and sped up her speech.

"No, Yihan! You're not a nobody. You're someone he cares about very much. You're..." Speaking of this, she seemed to feel that she shouldn't have said so much, so she stopped.

"In short, you must not be jealous and believe that he loves you, okay?" In a different way, she said, with a very, very sincere attitude. The sincere Xia Yihan felt it completely.

She had been an orphan since she was young. She could tell who was sincere and who was hypocritical by looking at people's faces.

This He Wen, although she was Ye Zimo's woman, had absolutely no malice towards her, Xia Yihan. I don't know what will happen in the future, at least at this moment, she can judge that she sincerely hopes that she and ye mo will be good.

Xia Yihan naturally appreciated the kindness of others.

"Thank you, I will." She said softly.

"That's good!" He Wen heaved a long sigh of relief.

She was grateful to Ye Zimo. If it weren't for Ye Zimo, his father wouldn't have saved hundreds of thousands of dollars. She was forced to go to the nightclub, but because she didn't want to sell herself, she was insulted by the manager of the nightclub and had to fire her.

It was a coincidence that she ran into Ye Zimo when she was scolded that night. To be exact, it was Lin Dahui who met him first. Lin Dahui told ye mo about her, and Ye Zimo needed a woman to stimulate Xia Yihan, so she became the ideal candidate.

Before she came here, Ye Zimo had already made it clear to her that he could not tell anyone that something like that had not happened between him and her.

Everything she did here had to be completely obedient to Ye Zimo.

At first, she did not know why he did this, but who he was targeting. At noon, when ye mo asked her to go to his room, she was looking at Xia Yihan's face. It was that glance that made her realize that this piece of chess was used by Ye Zimo to make Xia Yihan jealous.

If only she could say all this, she could make both of them happy. How she wished her benefactor could be happy.

"If there's nothing else, let's go back!" Xia Yihan said as he stood up.

He Wen bit her lip, thought about it, and said tentatively to Xia Yihan, "Can I be friends with you?"

Xia Yihan was stunned for a moment and then shook his head.

"I'm sorry, but being friends is a little strange for a relationship like ours. I can't accept it in my heart." She said it honestly. Seeing that He Wen was a little disappointed, she added, "But if you need any help, you can tell me. If you want to talk to someone, you can also talk to me."

Thank you! Thank you, Yihan!" He Wen said happily and grabbed Xia Yihan's hand. Xia Yihan thought that her little hand had been touched by Ye Zimo, and when she touched it, her heart was very uncomfortable. Afraid that He Wen would be embarrassed, he did not shake her off, but let her hold him for a while.

He Wen could see it too, and he couldn't help but think, no wonder Mr. Ye liked this Xia Yihan. She wanted to pretend to be an indifferent person, but in fact, her heart was slender and kind, and she couldn't bear to refuse others.

I hope the two of them can understand each other's feelings sooner, and don't be so deadlocked.

"Yihan, let's go back."

He Wen was also grateful to Xia Yihan. Without her, there would be no need for Ye Zimo, and her father's illness could not be treated.

This kind of gratitude made it natural for her to want to get close to Xia Yihan, so when she returned to the main house, she still held her hand.

The two of them were almost at the main house when they saw Song Wanting coming out with a tray.

Song Wanting was not surprised to see the two of them getting so close in just one day. She thought to herself, this Xia Yihan is cunning enough. She wooed Fang Lina, and she Xia Yihan wooed He Wen.

However, she had a good quality in her heart. She was stunned for a moment and immediately smiled.

"Ouch, I said sister han, sister wen wen, where did you come from? It looks so intimate."

When she said that, Xia Yihan let go of He Wen. It's not that I'm afraid of her, it's just that I don't want to cause so much trouble.

"Elder sister Wanting, Yihan and I went to the garden to see the flowers for a while." He Wen saw that Xia Yihan didn't want to talk to Song Wanting, so she answered.

"It's so exciting. I've always wanted to see the flowers. Sister wen wen, will you come with me tomorrow?"