Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Ever since Ye Nianmo had hurried back, Ding Yiyi rarely contacted him. After another sleepless night, she dialed again. It was still Ye Bo's voice. She looked at the time and asked, "Is the meeting not over yet?"    

    

"Yes, Miss Ding. Young Master has some matters to take care of." Ye Bo's tone was unfriendly. Ding Yiyi knew he wouldn't tell her more, so she hung up the phone.    

    

She couldn't explain her current feelings clearly, she just felt empty inside. Ever since Ye Nianmo suddenly went back that day, she felt like something was going to happen, but she knew that no one would tell her.    

    

What made her most uneasy was that no one answered Ye Chuyun's phone. It was now ten o'clock in the evening in Paris, and the view of the city at night was unspeakably beautiful, but Ding Yiyi had no sense of belonging.    

    

Since she couldn't sleep, she felt too embarrassed to disturb Qiu Bai so she stood up and opened the door. It was an integrated hotel, with not only guest rooms, but also restaurants, gymnasiums, and swimming pools.    

    

As soon as she stepped out of the door, her stomach rumbled as she patted her flat stomach. Remembering that the hotel seemed to have a 24-hour snack bar, she slowly walked along the hotel's long corridor.    

    

From time to time, beautiful ladies from different countries would walk past in the corridor. They were tall and slender, and they would smile sweetly, showing off their youthful and beautiful bodies without any hesitation. She descended the stairs and walked in the direction of the snack bar in her memory.    

    

The place she was standing now was a completely different style from where she lived. On the carpet were large flowers with the tail of a phoenix and a row of portraits hanging neatly from left to right on the wall. Ding Yiyi, who was not wearing contact lenses, could only squint at her eyes as she sized up these portraits, vaguely feeling that she recognized a few of them.    

    

The red wooden door in front of her was ajar, and light could be seen coming out from the gap between the door and the door. Thinking that someone might be working inside, she decided to go in and ask for directions.    

    

There was no response. The room was quiet. She knocked again. She waited for a few minutes, but there was no response. She had to push the door open and enter, and she was startled by the scene in the room.    

    

The room was a large space with several rooms consecutively opened up. The floor area alone was estimated to be about four to five hundred square meters. The room was divided into north, south, west, and east. There were two pairs of shoes, a bag and accessories placed on top of the cabinet, while there were numerous clothes hangers placed in the middle of the room.    

    

This was simply a sea of clothes! "Ding Yiyi shuttled back and forth between the piles of clothes. She seemed to have forgotten her goal." What are you doing here? "    

    

Ding Yiyi was startled and turned her head in a hurry. Behind her was a skinny old man who was only about 1.5 meters tall. The old man looked to be in good spirits. Although he had a head full of silver hair, his sharp eyes were reflected in the monocle.    

    

"Sorry, I'm here to ask for directions." Ding Yiyi was scared witless by his measuring gaze as she hurriedly said.    

    

The old man completely ignored her words. Suddenly, he slammed the cane in his hand onto the floor and frowned. "Look at what you're wearing!"    

    

Ding Yiyi lowered her head. She was wearing a pure, loose T-shirt, torn jeans, and a pair of white cloth shoes.    

    

The old man was still mumbling to himself when Ding Yiyi said cautiously, "Hello. Actually, I'm here to ask for directions."    

    

The old man glared at her for a moment before suddenly turning around and walking forward. After walking a few steps, he frowned. "Why aren't you following me?"    

    

Ding Yiyi sighed. She thought to herself, "It really is an old grandpa who doesn't like to hear people talk." The old man walked quickly, not looking like he was in his seventies or eighties at all.    

    

Ding Yiyi walked to the front of a row of dresses. The old man was picking out clothes from the pile and clothes were constantly flying out of the clothes rack. Ding Yiyi had no choice but to use all her strength to catch them.    

    

After she finished picking out the clothes, she found her shoes and jewelry bag. Not long later, Ding Yiyi was holding a pile of items in her hands. She looked at the old man in confusion. The old man's eyes widened again as he knocked on the floor with his jeweled walking stick. "Are you a wood person?!" Can't you move? "    

    

Ding Yiyi held a pile of clothes and looked at the time on her watch. She reminded him again, "Grandpa, I'm just here to ask for directions."    

    

"I know you're here to ask for directions," the old man snorted, glancing sideways at her. "So what? Hurry up and change! My eyes are almost filled with the thick smell of earth from your body."    

    

The old man spoke in English with a British accent. Ding Yiyi sighed and decided to end the battle quickly. After meeting the old man's request, she would go out and ask for directions.    

    

Ten minutes later, Ding Yiyi was frightened by herself in the mirror. She was wearing a spinning halter top, almost naked at the back, supported only by a few knotted ropes, and her lower body was covered with striped pantaloons and pointy leather shoes.    

    

Ding Yiyi unconsciously raised her hand to cover her back until she felt a slight pain on her arm. The old man lifted his walking stick and whipped the back of her hand. "What do you mean by covering? You're not allowed to!"    

    

Ding Yiyi wanted to cry but had no tears. "Grandpa, I really came to ask for directions."    

    

This time, the old man didn't get angry. His sharp eyes swept across her from top to bottom. Finally, he disdainfully waved his hand, "Let's go! Let's go!"    

    

"Alright, grandfather." Ding Yiyi gracefully took her clothes into the locker room and changed. After looking around, she found that her clothes had disappeared without a trace.    

    

The old man harrumphed, "I've lost all your clothes, so I'll give these to you."    

    

Ding Yiyi was helpless. She could tell that these shoes belonged to the Chanel family. It seemed that the clothes and pants were quite expensive, and the ones she was wearing were really just cheap items from the night market.    

    

Her mind was in a mess. When she came back to her senses, the old man had already disappeared into piles of clothes. She sighed and walked out the door, only then did she find out that the old man still hadn't told her where she was.    

    

After circling around, Ding Yiyi took out her phone and was about to ask Qiu Bai for help when she saw a missed call.    

    

Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. Looking at the time, an hour had already passed. After thinking for a while, her thoughts overcame her modesty as she quickly pressed the call button.    

    

"Yiyi?" Hearing Ye Nianmo's voice, Ding Yiyi felt that everything had quieted down. She slowly walked aimlessly and happily replied, "En."    

    

Ye Nianmo heard the sound of footsteps, "Where are you?"    

    

As she said that, Ding Yiyi's words were like a faucet being turned on. She recounted everything that had happened tonight in a short while, and finally, Ye Nianmo caught on to the main point, "So you got lost?"    

    

Ding Yiyi replied dejectedly with a bit of shyness in her heart. The other party must have felt that she was so stupid. How could she not know where else to go in the hotel?    

    

Ye Nianmo told her to explain the situation of the surrounding buildings. Then, it seemed like he dialed another number. Not long later, Ding Yiyi saw a waiter striding towards her.    

    

The waiter led the way respectfully. Just as Ding Yiyi was about to speak, someone seemed to appear beside Ye Nianmo. The two of them chatted for a while before Ye Nianmo hung up the phone after instructing Ding Yiyi to send him a text message.    

    

Ye Family, Ye Bo's expression was grim, "Miss Au Xue, you're awake."    

    

When Ao Xue saw Ye Nianmo, she hid into his embrace while crying. Ye Nianmo's body was stiff, but he did not push her away.    

    

After a while, Ye Nianmo pushed her back a step. There was a long gap between them, so he looked down at her, "Rest well."    

    

She wanted Ye Nianmo to comfort her, she wanted to find a warm embrace, she wanted to see worry and worry on his face, along with anger, but there was nothing. His embrace was cold and stiff, his expression indifferent and distant, he only had one sentence, and that was to let her have a good rest.    

    

She suddenly wanted to laugh, because a child really made her understand. For Ye Nianmo, when he likes you, he can hold you up to his heart, but when he doesn't like you, even if you die, he won't frown.    

    

"I know, luckily we were in a hurry for the wedding." Ao Xue covered her face with a layer of frost and smiled sweetly.    

    

Ye Nianmo nodded and walked out. Xu Haorann looked at the interaction between the two and sighed, "Child, will you really be happy marrying me?"    

    

Ao Xue lay on the bed. She closed her eyes to cover the light, but she could not cover her tears. Her teary eyes made her lips slightly open. "I have to marry her!"    

    

In another room, Ye Chuqing stared out of the window at a fallen parasol tree. The parasol tree was bald and its brown branches swayed in the wind. There was a small bird nest where the branches split, and the bird nest had been abandoned for a long time.    

    

Hearing footsteps, he turned around. "Is she alright?"    

    

Ye Nianmo nodded, "Very good."    

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He shifted his gaze back to the window and said lightly, "I want her to die with me, so that you will lose all resistance. But I can't get past me."    

    

Ye Nianmo followed his line of sight, his gaze also fell on the abandoned bird nest outside the window. After a long time, he opened his mouth and said, "Yiyi will perform tomorrow."    

    

Tomorrow? Ye Chuyun's heart was filled with melancholy. She would perform tomorrow and he would get married the day after tomorrow, "You won't go, right?" He looked at him, his voice cold.    

    

Ye Nianmo frowned. He turned around and said, "Take good care of it."    

    

"Ye Nianmo," he called out to him, "I always thought that if she knew about this, then I would take her and leave. I was wrong, if she knew about this, she would definitely leave by herself."    

    

"I won't let her go." Ye Nianmo didn't turn back. His back was very straight. His words revealed a sense of firmness as if he was replying and more like he was talking to himself.    

    

Outside the door, Ye Bo stood straight, "The invitation has been sent out."    

    

He nodded and said no more. Some things can't be stopped once they are decided.    

    

Everyone was ready for the Spring Festival Gala. The dressing room was bustling with activity. Ding Yiyi sat at the side, looking at the European and American models. She sighed at herself for not being able to enjoy this special beauty.