Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

2After busying himself for a year, he was finally able to rest for a few days. The annual leave from Ye Group was as usual, making one salivate.     1

    

Ria didn't have many annual holidays, seven days, and they even included Saturday weekend, which was supposed to be a vacation day. Ria didn't have many annual holidays, seven days, and also included Saturday, which was supposed to be a holiday day, which was supposed to be a holiday day away.    

    

On the day of the holiday, Ye Shuimo came home with two buckets of oil and a chicken. Ye Chuqing and the others, who came to her house to celebrate the new year, were laughing hysterically.    

    

On New Year's Eve, everyone received a letter with only one postcard. In the postcard, Xia Yihan and Ding Yiyi were sitting in a field. Both of them were laughing happily.    

    

Everyone was very pleased. Even though their most important family members were not by their side, they knew that in the distance, everyone was together. They were not alone, and that was enough.    

    

On the first day of the new year, Ye Chuqing gave Ye Shuimo and Ye Miao a big red packet. Ye Shumo felt that he had already grown a lot and that he should at least give a red packet to the older generation.    

    

Ye Chuqing said, "Since you're not married yet, you're already a child. You're no longer young, when will you consider it?"    

    

Ye Miao had fooled things. Although the two of them had yet to get a license, their current life was no different from their married life. If there really was love, then there really was no difference whether there was a marriage certificate or not.    

    

Sam's family also came to pay their respects, and everyone was happy. Sam's flower market was very big now, and he had already become the supply center for the largest flower market in Dongjiang City. Furthermore, his planting base was already spreading outside those cities with better weather conditions.    

    

Sam's wife, Ye Shuimo, was not very familiar with each other. They had been in contact before, but because Sam was busy after the marriage and also had to avoid arousing suspicion, the connection between them decreased.    

    

The few women chatted together. The woman suddenly changed her tone and asked Ye Shuimo and Hai Ziyu, "Do you usually manage his money?"    

    

Hai Ziyu and Ye Shuimo glanced at each other. The former waved her hand and smiled, "I don't care about these things. I'm not interested in them at all."    

    

Sam's wife didn't seem to be satisfied with this answer. She looked at Ye Shuimo again and asked, "What about you?"    

    

Ye Shuimo replied, "My salary is usually considered as pocket money, but I still have one of his satellite cards, so I don't care about the rest."    

    

Men with Ye Family all liked to spend money for their wives, and coincidentally, women with Ye Family had no concept of money.    

    

Sam's wife was obviously not very satisfied, and held both of their hands and said: "Women want to hold a man's money in their hands. I used to think that way too, but many people around me gave me advice.    

    

"In the past, he earned a portion of the money and gave it to me, but I don't even know where the rest is going to go. If I don't give this money to my family, do you think I'll give it to Little San?"    

    

Ye Shuimo comforted him, "Sam and I grew up together. He's not that kind of person."    

    

The latter sneered, "People will always change, it wasn't this kind of person in the past, maybe in the future. I plan to make him hand over all the money he earns to me, give him pocket money every month, and then spend what he needs, I won't stop him from spending it. As long as you report to me, you can write out an invoice."    

    

Hai Ziyu said, "That might not be good. After all, Sam is a foreigner. Plus, he's a man. It's too binding."    

    

"I think it's pretty good. Isn't the money he earns supposed to belong to his family?"    

    

Ye Shuimo and Hai Ziyu did not know what to say, so they could only change the topic. Sam sat there for a while and then left with his family.    

    

After a while, Hai Ziyu had a headache and went back to her room to rest. Ye Shuimo was alone in her study, looking for a book to read.    

    

The door was pushed open, and when she saw who it was, she stirred and shrank back into the blanket.    

    

"Don't lie down and read. It's bad for your eyesight." Ye Miao dug them up and put them in his pocket. He looked at the cover of the book and read: "How to be an elegant woman."    

    

He smiled. "Why are you suddenly reading this book?"    

    

Ye Shuimo raised her head and stared at his chin, "Today, I talked to Sam's wife for a while, and she felt that a woman has to control a man's purse."    

    

Ye Miao said, "I don't care."    

    

Ye Shuimo quickly got up and covered her mouth, "Don't, don't keep talking. That's not what I meant."    

    

The latter laughed and pulled her hand down to give it a kiss, "Isn't the most precious treasure in my bosom? It's good that this one isn't lost."    

    

After resting, Hai Ziyu, who came to find Ye Shuimo, heard the romantic conversation, so she decided to close the door and leave. She would be kicked by a horse if she disturbed people's romance.    

    

Ye Shuimo remembered Aunt Meng, the old man who brought her up. Where was she now?    

    

She asked a few servants about it, but no one knew. Only one servant had given her Aunt Meng's cellphone number, so they didn't know if she could reach her now.    

    

In the evening, everyone went to release fireworks, Ye Shuimo ran to the quiet small room, wanting to greet Aunt Meng.    

    

The phone rang many times before it was picked up.    

    

"Hello."    

    

"Hello, how are you, Aunt Meng?"    

    

Ye Shuimo was also curious. No matter how she looked at it, the voice just now sounded like her aunt's. If it was, then why were Aunt and Aunt Meng together?    

    

The high-end apartment was different from the lively atmosphere outside. The apartment was always dark and gloomy, without any sign of New Year's Eve.    

    

Ao Xue hung up the phone, turned around and walked into the room with a bottle of red wine and a goblet.    

    

The room smelled bad, and there was always a smell of damp rot.    

    

"Another year, my poor little darling. Happy New Year." Si Si smiled sinisterly. How could there be any kind of blessing in her eyes?    

    

Ao Xue poured herself a glass of wine and placed it on the bedside before continuing to drink without a word.    

    

Si Si continued to mock him, "Are you envious of others? Don't be envious. You and I are both street rats, so it is appropriate for us to live in this dark place. You will follow my old path, look!" Soong Wanting's life is so wonderful, and her daughter will continue to live it, hahaha. "    

    

"I'm not like you." Ao Xue said.    

    

The latter laughed, "You are the same as me, otherwise you wouldn't have come here at this time to give up struggling right? Actually, you have already been abandoned by the whole world, and besides me, you can't find anyone else, right?"    

    

Ao Xue finished the bottle and got up to walk into the living room. She could still hear the old laughter in the room.    

    

She sat alone with her phone ringing. It was the man who looked like Ye Nianmo. She had paid a lot of money to send someone to Korea, and now she looked more and more like that man.    

    

She gave that man a lot of money. She clearly knew that he was still keeping women outside, but she didn't care. As long as he could come at her request, it didn't matter if she stepped on him.    

    

The text message was filled with sweet words. The other person affectionately and gently called her Xiao Xue, just like how she had so many times in her dreams she wished to hear him calling her.    

    

The content was just a happy new year, plus a message asking for money, this man's appetite was not small.    

    

In the past, she would have gladly let that man come over and kneel at her feet, but there would always be times when people were alone, such as today.    

    

The people laughing maniacally in the room were always able to see through her thoughts at the first moment and then ridicule and control her. She clearly knew that this was all she could get here, but she just couldn't stop herself.    

    

In the middle of the night, she woke up on the sofa. As if she could still smell the faint scent of blood in the air, she ran into the room and witnessed the suicide of her mother during the days of sympathy among the entire Chinese family.    

    

She ran over and saw that her wrists were trembling with blood. A small pool of blood had formed on the ground.    

    

Si Si hadn't lost consciousness yet. She even revealed a very happy smile. "Look, even if I were to die, I would be able to control your emotions."    

    

"You did it on purpose! "Why didn't you let me go!" Ao Xue grabbed her collar out of control and roared crazily, "Why are you not willing to give me a place to hide? Why did you force me to go crazy? It's just today, I just want to stay by your side."    

    

Si Si sneered, "I'm teaching you how to be hardhearted. When you choose to be a good person, when a bad person makes all the good things you've done go to waste, when you choose to be a bad person, no matter what good thing you do, people will treat you as someone else's conspiracy."    

    

Ao Xue hated this person for her entire life, but she had relied on him for her entire life. Even though her mother gave birth to her out of revenge, using her as a tool, this person was the only one in the world who understood her and was part of her.    

    

"I won't let you die." Ao Xue wiped her tears away and went out to make a phone call.    

    

After so long, Si Si finally walked out of the apartment. At the hospital, the doctor discovered that the old man in front of her was covered in filth, had sores on his thighs, was suspected of being abused, and had secretly reported her to the police.    

    

The police came quickly, and Ao Xue knew she made a mistake. She shouldn't have sent someone to the hospital in a hurry. If she had money, any doctor would be willing to come.    

    

"Was it your mother in the ward?" the policeman asked.    

    

She nodded. "Yes, my mother has mania and depression, and the little nanny has no one to look after her when she returns home for the Spring Festival. That's why she committed suicide. I also have my responsibilities and will take good care of the elderly in the future."    

    

The policeman looked her up and down, taking notes. "We want to see the old man."    

    

"Sure, but my mom just messed up her clothes with the injection. She's been paying attention to her image for the rest of her life, so I want to help her tidy up first."    

    

Under the gaze of the other party, Ao Xue closed the ward and walked to the person who had noticed everything and was smiling.    

    

"What do you want to do?" Si Si smiled.    

    

"What do you want me to do?" she asked.    

    

Si Si smiled coldly. "I'm already old. What else can I do? I don't have much time left. I just feel lonely down there and want you, a good daughter, to accompany me."    

    

"In your dreams." Ao Xue pinched her cheek and squeezed hard. Seeing the pain on her opponent's face, she was delighted. "Don't think about torturing me, don't think about controlling me, don't think that I won't be able to cure you."