Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Ding Yiyi watched the girls go to another room as if they were sitting on pins and needles. It took about ten minutes before they came out. Some of them had ashen faces while some had flushed red.    

    

As she looked around, she realized that all the curtains in the office were drawn tightly. There were only a few computers on the desk, but there was no one in front of the computer.    

    

"Sorry, I have urgent matters to attend to, I must leave first." Just as Ding Yiyi stood up and was about to leave, a man beside her hurriedly said, "Don't, aren't you just messing with me? We've already rejected the other applicants, so we've picked you guys. It's your turn now. Go in. "    

    

The man handed her a white numbered card to go to the room where the girls had been. Ding Yiyi didn't want to shirk, so she took the card and went into the room.    

    

The room was larger than she had expected. There were several rows of clothes hangers arranged horizontally. Ding Yiyi was relieved. It seemed that it was indeed a part-time job of Taobao Model.    

    

"You, go and change this shirt." The man who was fiddling with the curtain picked up a piece of clothing from the hanger and handed it to her. Ding Yiyi took a look at it and immediately shook her head.    

    

How could this even be considered a piece of clothing? It was practically two simple pieces of cloth that were put together. Not only was the back exposed, but the collar of the shirt was too low.    

    

The photographer was dissatisfied as he saw her shake her head: "Miss, please don't waste everyone's time. Think about the position you are applying for and how much money you make in one day."    

    

He had finally found a part-time job. Seeing that her attitude had softened, the photographer also slowed down his tone and said, "It's alright. We'll just test if you have any feelings for us. These photos will not be leaked. Don't worry."    

    

There was a woman in her forties in the room who was cleaning up. The feather duster covered the entire room with dust from the windowsill. Ding Yiyi saw that she was struggling to lift up a huge vase in the corner. She quickly stepped forward and said, "Auntie, let me help you."    

    

The woman looked at her coldly with disdain. Ding Yiyi didn't know why the other party was so hostile towards her, so she quietly moved the vase to the other side before she let go.    

    

She took off her jacket, and the cold woman brought a sheet over, covering Ding Yiyi from one side of the wall to the other. Ding Yiyi asked, "Auntie, what's wrong?"    

    

Ding Yiyi changed her clothes and unnaturally tugged at the hem of her dress. There was a knock on the door, and the woman seemed to pause stiffly before she relaxed and continued cleaning.    

    

When Ding Yiyi walked out of the room, the photographer's eyes lit up when he saw her outfit. With a much better tone, he gestured for her to stand on the set.    

    

She stood according to the photographer's instructions and posed for a few positions. The photographer looked at them and suddenly said, "No, these positions of yours are not good. Come, do these positions."    

    

He placed a picture book in front of Ding Yiyi. When Ding Yiyi opened it to take a look, her face immediately turned red. There were a lot of photos in the photo album. The models were not wearing much and were in a very exposed posture.    

    

"Pick one and we'll take it." The cameraman walked back to the camera. When he saw that Ding Yiyi was still standing at her original position, he said unhappily, "What is it now?"    

    

Ding Yiyi put down the book and walked into the room where she had changed clothes. "I don't want to work part-time."    

    

"How can you be like this? We spent our manpower, material, and financial resources to interview you." the photographer complained.    

    

Ding Yiyi didn't hesitate this time. "I'm sorry, maybe it's because I've never worked part-time in this job before. I didn't know I had to wear such revealing clothes and do those actions. I don't think I can do it."    

    

The cameraman saw her resolute attitude and his tone was not as tough as before. "Beauty, this is really hard for us to deal with. Why don't you just do whatever you want?"    

    

Ding Yiyi refused, and the photographer behind her was in a hurry to pull her back. She ran a few steps, circled back to the set, and picked up the SLR on the shelf.    

    

"Hey, what are you doing? Put it down!" The photographer panicked and reached out to snatch it. Ding Yiyi took a few steps back, raised her camera high and said harshly, "I said I won't shoot. If you keep forcing me, I'll smash your camera."    

    

"If you don't want to, then don't want to. Leave!" Put it down. " The man suppressed his anger. Ding Yiyi put her hands down, her gaze inadvertently sweeping over the photo in reverse. On the reverse, a girl dressed in very little attire posed shyly, tears still shining in her eyes.    

    

"You forced them to take pictures!" Ding Yiyi said in disbelief. The man suddenly shouted and wanted to capture Ding Yiyi, disregarding everything else. Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the door. The two of them were stunned for a moment before the man glared at her fiercely and went to open the door to see what had happened.    

    

The man got a kick on his chest the moment he opened the door. He fell into the room. Ding Yiyi looked at Ye Nianmo, who looked like a god descending, with the camera in her arms.    

    

Ye Nianmo's eyes fell on Ding Yiyi. His pupils suddenly shrank and his facial expression became frighteningly depressed. He quickly took off his suit jacket and surrounded Ding Yiyi.    

    

His gaze fell upon the collar of Ding Yiyi's loose clothes, which were unable to be covered by her suit jacket, and his expression changed.    

    

"Nianmo, I'm fine." Ding Yiyi was frightened out of her wits. She watched as he walked to the front of the curtain and tore off the white curtain. Then, he came back and shook the opening cloth, wrapping himself up into a mummy.    

    

The door was in chaos, and voices could be heard from time to time, "Be quiet, we're the police." The photographer quietly got up and slowly moved to the window. As soon as he stepped on the window sill, his clothes had already been ripped off.    

    

Ye Nianmo looked down at him condescendingly and said coldly, "Did you do anything to her?"    

    

"No, no, she's dead. I didn't do anything!" The man in front of him was as gloomy as an asura in hell.    

    

Ye Nianmo raised his eyebrows and said, "If she's not fierce, what do you want to do with her?"    

    

Baker walked in and saw Ding Yiyi, who was tightly wrapped up. He said: "The people outside have already confessed, this is a gang, usually under the title of recruitment, let the female candidates go to the room with camera s to change their clothes, then take a photo, if they are unwilling, we will let them change their clothes, some even use a photo to extort them."    

    

Just as he finished his sentence, the man who was lying on the ground was beaten up twice by Ye Nianmo, causing blood to flow out of his nose. The man opened his swollen eyelids with difficulty and shouted at Baker, "Police, I'm coming with you, save me!"    

    

Baker lit up a cigarette and asked Ding Yiyi, "Did someone say something just now?"    

    

Baker didn't stop Ye Nianmo until his mom was beaten black and blue. Police C took out a camera and a roll of video from the room and Ye Nianmo reached out to grab it.    

    

"We can't do that. We have to use it as evidence!" Baker quickly took it back.    

    

"Evidence?" Ye Nianmo hurriedly asked in anger. He wanted to let Ding Yiyi change her clothes and openly show her face in front of others? Don't even think about it.    

    

"She wasn't photographed. I used a sheet to cover her." She looked deeply at Ding Yiyi. Previously, many women were tricked here, even if they knew that they were tricked, they wouldn't dare to say it out loud. Moreover, some of them treated her very badly and only Ding Yiyi was willing to help.    

    

It was already late, Ding Yiyi got out of the car wrapped in the bed sheet. After hesitating for a while, she ran back to the car. Ye Nianmo saw her getting into the car again and raised his eyebrows. "Yes?"    

    

"I know I was wrong." She bowed her head in apology.    

    

"What was the mistake?"    

    

"I shouldn't have done it so easily. I almost got cheated in the end."    

    

"If that's what you're going to say, then I know." Ye Nianmo suppressed his anger and said.    

    

Ding Yiyi looked at him blankly. Could it be that she had done something to make him even angrier? In Ye Nianmo's eyes, her expression was one of unwillingness to be silent.    

    

"Ding Yiyi." He continued tiredly, "I'm angry not only because you almost got hurt, but also because you're in trouble and don't want to come to me."    

    

When he thought about how he heard from Soong Mengjie that Ding Yiyi worked so hard for a part-time job because of the hospitalization expenses, his heart ached so much that he couldn't stand it anymore. He was so angry that he wanted to throttle her to death!    

    

The silence in the closed workshop was depressing. Ye Nianmo pulled his tie and rolled down the window. The slightly cold air rolled into the car and he felt his shoulders sink.    

    

Ding Yiyi gently leaned on his shoulder, using her long hair to hide the uncertainty on her face, and whispered, "I'm very weak, and may need to rely on you for a lot of times, but I don't know if you will get tired of this feeling one day, feeling that my reliance makes you feel very pressured."    

    

Ye Nianmo quietly listened to her dissecting her thoughts. For the first time, he felt that she was too weak, fragile to the point where she couldn't even withstand a single blow.    

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Ding Yiyi spoke for a long time before she stopped, feeling embarrassed. Ye Zichen knocked on her head not lightly, but she also looked up at the folder in Ye Nianmo's hand that was used to hit her.    

    

Ye Nianmo put the folder in her hand and indicated for her to open it. Ding Yiyi opened it suspiciously. A thick stack of information slid out, with the word 'Secret' printed on the top.    

    

"Time is too short, this is all I can do." Ding Yiyi read two pages. Her fingers, which were holding onto the paper, were trembling slightly. The strength was so strong that even her joints were turning white. The paper was shaking noisily. She quivered and asked, "What are these?"    

    

"My asset list." Ye Nianmo took out the last piece of paper and handed it to her, on top of it was a large amount of insurance, and she was the beneficiary.    

    

He held her trembling hand and said calmly, "The reason why I did all these was to make you feel that you don't want to trouble me, and you don't want to depend on me. Instead, it would make me very sad.    

    

"Who wants these things of yours!"