C956 Young Master Ye's maid 878

"Auntie Jiu Li, I want to follow Mommy, Mommy has been wronged." The craftiness in his eyes was hidden. Sure enough, wine had once again exploded.

"I told you to call me godmother, not auntie." The alcohol was only a hair's breadth away from raging.

Xiao Nian Mo walked beside Ye Mo and said calmly, "Auntie, I understand." But he kept on calling her auntie. Little Nian Mo was truly treacherous. He actually ran over to Ye Mo's side. He wanted to punish Little Nian Mo with alcohol, so he didn't dare to run over to Ye Mo's side.

Wine really wanted to go on a rampage again, but since this wasn't the best time to do so, the Wine Master glared at Little Xiang Mo. Just you wait and see how I'll deal with you in the future.

Little Nian Mo rolled his eyes at the wine. Behind Ye Mo, he sneered at the wine. Come here. You look proud and arrogant.

"Nian Mo and your father are at home. Your mother and I are going to buy you a house?" Fu Fengyi smiled and asked Little Xiang Mo for her opinion. Fu Fengyi now understood that even though Little Nian Mo was young, he wasn't an ordinary child's IQ.

"Me."

Before he could open his mouth, the wine man smiled sinisterly and said, "I'm so good. He's at home, let's go buy a house for him." The more she thought about it, the happier she became. She seemed to be able to see Little Xiang Mo being humiliated, the alcohol seemed to have forgotten that Little Xiang Mo was still just a child, and these choices were all decided by Xia Yihan.

Fu Fengyi thought that it wouldn't be convenient for her to bring the kids to the house, especially since she had lost little Mo Li that day. She was still as frightened as a bird, so she didn't dare to bring Little Mo Li out.

"Mo Li is home. Let's go take a look and choose the best set for you." Fu Fengyi patted Little Xiang Mo's head, stopping him from arguing again.

Little Mo Li looked at Xia Yihan, indicating that he also wanted to go out. Xia Yihan looked at Little Mo Li as she shrugged her shoulders, indicating that there was nothing she could do.

Seeing the triumphant smile on the wine's face, Little Nian Mo wrinkled his nose and gnashed his teeth over the wine. He wanted nothing more than to bite her a few times.

Ye Mo had been paying attention to their interactions, and the emotions in his eyes were incomprehensible.

"Let's go. Mo Yi is obediently at home. We'll be back soon." She was already so old, yet she was still arguing with her child. Xia Yihan shook her head; she really didn't know how to say that the two of them had matched up.

Ye Mo pushed his wheelchair to the side of Little Nian Mo. Wherever he stood, he would imperceptibly give Little Nian Mo a lot of momentum. It was as if he had become Ye Mo's backer and a strong shield.

As Ye Mo looked at the lonely figure of Xiao Niu's small figure as he watched the others leave, a trace of pity appeared in his heart. Yes, it was pity. He wanted to hold Xiao Niu in his arms, but he restrained himself from doing so.

"Go in, your mom is already far away." This was the gentlest thing Ye Mo said when he spoke with Little Nian Mo. In the past, he didn't pay much attention to Little Nian Mo, but now he understood that Little Nian Mo was the other half of Xia Yihan.

Xiao Nianmo stood blankly on the spot. He turned around and snorted, then bluntly walked past Ye Mo and towards his own room.

Ye Mo knew that Ye Mo did not like him, but he did not think that he would be so hated.

Shaking his head helplessly, Ye Mo turned the wheelchair and left with Little Ink.

Inside the room, Little Calm Ink was sitting alone on the carpet, fiddling with the toy in his hands. When she heard the sound of someone gently pushing open the door, her small body trembled.

Of course, Ye Mo had noticed the change in the Small Calm Ink. The sadness in his eyes disappeared in a flash.

"What are you playing at?" Ye Mo asked softly.

"Can't you see? "Playing with toys." Little Nian Mo replied in a slightly displeased manner.

Ye Mo couldn't imagine how much influence a three year old child would have on him. However, the unfamiliarity in his words caused those who wanted to get close to him to be discouraged.

Perhaps, as long as his mother was in his hands, he would come closer to her.

Little Mo Li, you'll accept me! Ye Mo thought this in his heart and did not continue asking. He turned the wheelchair and left the room.

After he left, Little Nian Mo threw away the toy in his hand and helplessly watched as the toy was thrown far away by him.

"What are you doing here? "It's messing me up." Like a small adult, he crawled up from the ground and left the room, wondering if he should take a walk around the garden.

However, the gatekeeper Little Zhang and Little Chen always followed behind him, making him unable to relax for even a moment.

"Don't follow me, I want to play by myself." Little Xiang Mo roared in displeasure in her childish voice. Really, treat him like a child. At home, whenever Mommy was busy, he had to play by himself. Nothing had happened at all, even the babysitter told him that she had taken care of this and it was the best thing to take care of this child.

Little Nian Mo was still complaining in his heart, but after Little Zhang and Little Chen looked at each other, they silently decided to continue looking at him.

It had to be known, little Mo was a treasure the Ye Family kept in their mouths. If something were to happen, even if the two of them had ten heads, it wouldn't be enough to cut them off.

At this moment, Zhang Qing stood on the balcony of his room and saw the Ye Family's protection of Little Xiang Mo. Since the guard had personally taken action, there seemed to be no chance for him to get rid of this disgusting little thing.

Although he told her to calm down first, even if Ye Mo was using his anger on Xia Yihan, it would still make Xia Yihan feel nervous. As long as he could use this advantage to avoid infuriating Ye Mo, then she would have the chance to do nothing and chase Xia Yihan away.

However, she couldn't take this lying down. If she didn't personally injure Xia Yihan and Little Xiang Mo a bit, she felt that she could be chased away by Ye Mo at any time.

"Hmph, just you wait." Zhang Qing smashed both his hands on the balcony and shouted angrily.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Mo was not very happy about it at all. When he arrived at Zhang Qing's bedroom, he wanted to see her face to comfort his wounded heart, but he could faintly hear the anger in her voice.

Zhang Qing's body was trembling slightly. He tried his best to calm the panic in his heart. He turned his head with a smile and saw Ye Mo pushing a wheelchair at the door.

"Nothing. Why isn't there anyone serving you? I'll do it. " After Zhang Qing said this, he approached with a coquettish smile. However, before he could get close to Ye Mo, he was stopped by Ye Mo's cold gaze.

"Rest well. "Oh yeah, take good care of Little Nian Mo for me. If anything happens to him, I won't let you off so easily." Ye Mo turned around and left. The regret in his heart deepened. It seemed that every place in this house was boring for him. As long as Xia Yihan wasn't here, everything would lose its balance.

However, his warning made Zhang Qing deeply resentful. He had done all he could to stay by Ye Mo's side. He had done so many things that made him feel wronged, yet he was still warned. He was being warned by the man he loved deeply.

Gritting her teeth, Zhang Qing confirmed her thoughts.

Ye Mo's warning didn't have any effect on Zhang Qing, and it made her want revenge even more. The reason why Zhang Qing ignored Ye Mo's warning was because Ye Mo did nothing to scare her after so many years.

However, she forgot that Ye Mo didn't do anything terrifying to her because of her face.

In the courtyard, Little Xiang Mo was also agitated by others. Behind her, there were two lackeys who were so close to her that she was not in the mood to play. Both father and son subconsciously hoped that their mistress, Xia Yihan, would return so that they could balance out their anger.

Little Ming Mo pulled back Little Zhang and Little Chen, walking towards the villa. When Little Zhang and Little Chen saw that Little Calm Ink had already entered the room, they did not follow him and went back to their posts to fulfill their duties.

Just as he entered the room, another group of servants and butlers came in. Immediately, displeasure filled her cute face.

"Don't bother him, let him play by himself." Zhang Qing walked down the stairs at the right time. He looked at Little Nian Mo and gave a gentle smile. In his heart, however, he was still resentful towards this child. How annoying. In the future, she and Ye Mo's child would definitely be served by ten times more people.

However, Zhang Qing, who was adept at camouflage, had not been seen through by others.

Little Nian Mo looked at Zhang Qing. He didn't like this woman either. Other than his grandma, the alcohol aunt that he liked and disliked the most, the ones that he disliked the most in this house were Ye Mo and this woman. So what if he was his biological father? Who told him to bully his mother.

Little Nian Mo suddenly looked at Zhang Qing with ridicule. It was as if he wanted to anger her. He then called out to the servants and stewards beside him.

"I want to drink fruit juice. I want mango juice. "Oh yeah, help me take out the toys in my room, I still need some snacks …" After Little Nian Mo finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Qing complacently.

Zhang Qing was so angry that his face turned pale. He looked at these busy stewards and servants. Normally, he would tell them what to do and they all seemed to be unhappy like a great lord. Now that he was letting this little loathsome fellow go, the thought of harming Little Whisperer became even more apparent in his heart.

With this thought in mind, Zhang Qing turned around and went to his room. After taking out the medicine to prevent constipation, he went back to the kitchen. Ye family, big business, it was normal to have fresh tropical fruits in the fridge, but if she made the fresh fruits bad, it would be too eye-catching if she entered the kitchen herself.

However, Ye Mo's past favors had made this woman, who did not know what was good for her, even more ambitious.

"Bring me a mango as well." As Zhang Qing said this, the servant beside him hesitated for a few seconds. After all, she was Ye Mo's subordinate, so it wasn't good for her to refuse. Thus, he obediently went to the kitchen and prepared to fetch the Mango Fruit. Zhang Qing quietly waited. Before long, his servant brought him fresh mangoes.

"This color is really ugly." Zhang Qing got up from the sofa and glared at the servant. He picked up the mango that the servant handed to him and walked towards the kitchen. Sure enough, the kitchen was busy making mango juice for Little Calm Ink. The fresh mango fruit had been filtered and filtered. Even though its movements were a bit messy, it was still steady and robust.