Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Hearing the purposely soft footsteps, he opened his eyes and stared coldly at the approaching person.    

    

Being stared at by his eyes, the woman felt even more terrified, and her posture became a little lighter, "Mr Ye, there's a meeting waiting for you."    

    

He stood up, swept a glance at the rope on the ground, and walked out.    

    

Everyone in the enclosed room was wearing masks. They did not want their faces revealed. Once they knew who they were and what position they were in in in the society, they could cause trouble for themselves.    

    

As the middle management of the organization, they enjoyed more rights and also treasured their lives more. Ye Nianmo spent four years to reach this position. The deeper he went into the core, the more he discovered the corruption of this huge nest.    

    

"You're late." Sitting at the side, the man with the buzzing voice spoke. In order to avoid being recognized by their accent, these people even wore voice converters. No matter what they said, they would use voice transformers to convert it into English.    

    

Ye Nianmo wanted to laugh when he saw these people in the dark. You never knew whether they were people or dogs on the internet. In this situation, you don't even know which country they were from and what their status in society was.    

    

"Right." He responded with a fearless look.    

    

They were already used to seeing his proud and aloof appearance, so the rest of them were too lazy to bother with him. They were in a hurry to use the resources in their hands to do more things.    

    

The meeting continued in silence until the few of them left through the tunnels like ghosts. Only then did Ye Nianmo leave. Outside the door, Xu Haorann was waiting for him.    

    

"Uncle Xu."    

    

Xu Haorann nodded. "You've met Shuimo?"    

    

The two walked side by side. Ye Nianmo answered and both of them were speechless.    

    

Xu Haorann stood straight and straightened his back, "You have to protect these people well."    

    

"Right." Ye Nianmo stood beside him and answered.    

    

Ye Family    

    

Ye Shuimo had only been kidnapped for a few hours, so Ding Yiyi had no idea what had happened to her. She only saw that his hands and feet were weak and his face was pale, so she thought that she was feeling uncomfortable.    

    

"I came to find Uncle Liu. Ye Miao couldn't get through. I think he's not in the company right now, so I wanted to ask Uncle Liu."    

    

She was worried that when she was sent out to the streets, she would immediately ask someone to call Ye Miao. However, the person didn't answer her. She didn't know if he had seen an unfamiliar phone call, so he didn't answer.    

    

Ding Yiyi laughed. "Child, I thought something had happened." Son, he's not just your lover, he's the boss of tens of thousands of employees.    

    

His responsibilities are great, not just for your happiness. As women, we must be gentle and not ruthless. You can use your tenderness to make him spend more time for you, but you cannot demand that he put all his attention on you. "    

    

Knowing that her godmother was wrong, Ye Shuimo didn't try to refute her and nodded her head obediently.    

    

Seeing that she was sensible, Ding Yiyi felt relieved and told the servant to call Liu Qiang over.    

    

Ye Shuimo's heart ached when she saw how busy she was. She thought of how her father and she were so close but hadn't seen each other in four years. With a blink of an eye, tears flowed down her face.    

    

Ding Yiyi made him cry and quickly took a tissue. "I said it a little too heavily, but you can cry no matter how you say it, just like when you were a kid."    

    

"Mom." Ye Shuimo rushed over and hugged her. "You must be happy!"    

    

Ding Yiyi didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She could only pat her head and say, "Alright, alright. Hurry up and wash your face. Your eyes are so red that they look nothing like red. I'll get the sweet soup for you from the kitchen."    

    

Liu Qiang and Ye Miao were currently together. Upon hearing that Ye Shuimo had already returned to the Ye Family, both of them rushed home anxiously.    

    

When he returned home, he saw Ye Shuimo eating dessert with bloodshot eyes. Ye Miao rushed over and held her shoulders, feeling extremely anxious. "What happened?"    

    

Ding Yiyi did not know what was going on and instead laughed. "I just taught her not to be attached to you at all times, but you are even more anxious than she is."    

    

Liu Qiang lied on the side, "That's right, young people these days are really passionate."    

    

Ding Yiyi got up and said, "You're still talking about them, you're not young anymore. If you want to play, that's enough. It's time to settle down. Have you taken a fancy to any girls?"    

    

Liu Qiang was most afraid of saying all this. He joked around and took the opportunity to slip away. Ding Yiyi also gave the couple some space, so she didn't disturb them and instructed the servant not to come to the side hall.    

    

After crying again in Ye Miao's arms, Ye Shuimo told him what happened today.    

    

Ye Miao's eyebrows creased even more when he heard this. Finally, he sat on the side in silence. His hands were trembling, and it was difficult to calm down.    

    

Ye Shuimo knew that these kinds of things would never be easy to deal with, so she didn't say anything. She just quietly sat beside him, hugging him tightly, wanting to give more power to the people around her.    

    

"I want to hug you." Ye Miao's voice was hoarse.    

    

Her eyes reddened, and she went to hug him of her own accord. However, the latter hugged him back even tighter. She was stunned when she felt a scalding liquid flowing down her neck.    

    

When he left, Ye Miao's eyes were slightly red, but his tone gradually became calm, "What else did he say?"    

    

"Father said not to tell Mom that he's at Dongjiang City."    

    

Ye Miao punched at the wall and his joints immediately turned red. Ding Yiyi happened to shout for the two of them to eat. She was shocked, "What happened?"    

    

His throat moved. Ye Shuimo was a bit nervous because her godmother was too important to Ye Miao. She didn't know if Ye Miao would say it out loud.    

    

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have angered you! " She immediately threw herself at Ye Miao and dragged him back with all her might.    

    

Ye Miao didn't say anything, his fists were clenched tightly, and his lips were pressed into a straight line. He was angry, how could that person make his mother suffer for so long, to the point that she couldn't even see one side of him? Even if he let his mother know that he wasn't dead!    

    

Ding Yiyi looked at her son disapprovingly when she heard that, "Miao, Mom never expected you to be someone who can't control his temper. No matter what Shuimo did, she's your girlfriend. How can you be mean to her?"    

    

"Mom, it's my problem. I'll have a good talk with him." Ye Shuimo pulled them out anxiously.    

    

Ye Miao followed her with a cold expression, but Ding Yiyi still warned him from behind, "Talk properly, talk everything out of it. Miao, you can't be angry, and neither can Shuimo."    

    

In the small garden, Ye Shuimo heaved a sigh of relief and looked at the man who remained silent.    

    

"He said he loved his mother and made such a decision out of a lot of considerations."    

    

"So what? Did he want to never see his mother again? Use what he means by protecting, to stay in the Benefit Society for a lifetime? "    

    

Ye Shuimo didn't say anything. She couldn't answer this question, so she just kept it a secret for the rest of her life. It was too cruel to let the two of them never meet again. If it was her, she definitely wouldn't tolerate it.    

0

    

"I made you worry." Ye Miao touched her head, his expression softened, "Don't worry, I know what to do."    

    

He felt in his pocket. At this moment, he really wanted something to clear his mind, so he even wanted a cigarette that he didn't usually smoke. When he realized that there was no cigarette box, he could only give up.    

    

As Ye Shuimo watched him rummage through her pockets, she understood. "I suddenly remembered something. Wait a moment."    

    

She was in a hurry to run away, so Ye Miao wasn't in the mood to chase her.    

    

Although he could understand his father's original intention and rationally accept it, but from an emotional perspective, as long as he looked at his mother's face, he couldn't help but want to say everything.    

    

If the days that followed allowed him to watch his mother spend her days in longing, he could not promise that he would not tell her everything.    

    

Benefit Society … Just what kind of existence was this organization?    

    

"He's coming." Ye Shuimo pushed the door open and took out a cigarette from her cigarette case. She pointed it to the side and said, "Come on, it's already been lit. Open your mouth."    

    

The tip of his nose had a faint smell of tobacco. Ye Miao was stunned. He didn't know that the other party could actually understand his casual action.    

    

"Don't you want to smoke?"    

    

He took the cigarette, stubbed it out and held it tightly with his fingers. "I was thinking just now, but now I don't think about it anymore. Come, let's go eat."    

    

That night, Ye Miao turned off the bedside lamp and walked out of the room by himself after tucking his lover in.    

    

He took a beer from the cabinet and drank it all by himself. However, the various flavors in his heart didn't diminish in the slightest.    

    

When he returned to his room after drinking, his blanket was kicked onto the floor. He bent down to pick it up and cover it again, and just as he was about to go to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol, his phone lit up.    

    

It was an unfamiliar number. He held his phone and walked to the balcony, "Hello."    

    

"Miao."    

    

Hearing the familiar voice, Ye Miao paused for a second, but he couldn't say anything.    

    

"You want to see me?"    

    

"You shouldn't have said that to me."    

    

Ye Miao's voice was ice-cold, yet it was trembling slightly. He had finally confirmed that the person was not dead, and his voice still existed in this world.    

    

"Take good care of your mother."    

    

Sensing that the other party wanted to hang up, Ye Miao raised his voice, "Wait a moment!"    

    

There was only the sound of shallow breathing on the other end of the phone. The other party seemed to be waiting for his question, but a myriad of words were surging in his chest.    

    

He was irritated, especially when he sensed his own restlessness. "You have nothing to say."    

    

"You should be more mature."    

    

"If maturity is as ruthless as you are, disregarding your wife and parents, then I am indeed immature."    

    

Even though the words he wanted to say weren't these, even though he should have communicated more rationally, the moment he opened his mouth, they were still opposed to each other.    

    

"Got it. Saturday, 16 PM. Room 1807, Phoenix Hotel, 13th floor."    

    

"Du du du du."    

    

When the call ended, there was only an answer.    

    

On Saturday, Ye Shuimo had already finished her exams and was on winter vacation. The school's organizers and instructors had already discussed the matters to be taken during the holidays. Before the counselors arrived, the class was already in an uproar.    

    

"I say, that rich second-generation Zou Loong just dropped out of school after a semester and pissed off their counselor, you know that right?"    

    

"He dropped out of school. Actually, I don't understand why he would choose such a department. People like him can easily choose a school with lots of girls."    

    

"Didn't Shuimo know him? Just ask her. Shuimo, is that Zou Loong really out of his mind?"    

    

Ye Shuimo shouted from the air, "I don't know. It's possible that I'm not familiar with him."    

    

On INS, Zou Loong's personal page hadn't been updated for a long time. Seeing the counselor, she turned it off.    

    

After listening to a bunch of nagging, the students who didn't want to go home for the Spring Festival wanted to stop it, so they all wanted to pull her along. She complied one by one, and after greeting everyone, she prepared to go home.