Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

Ding Yiyi got out of the car beside the gas station after the car left the city center. "I'm going to buy some stuff."    

    

Dong Qing watched her back, frowning. Suddenly, he called out. "Wait!"    

    

She turned around and watched him walk past with suspicion. When he was about to pull her, she subconsciously shrank back.    

    

Dong Qing's hand was hanging in the air. He was surprised for a moment, then put his hand down and said in a low voice: "That is Derek's supermarket. Do you believe that once you go in, the staff will immediately recognize you and then grab you to receive the bounty?"    

    

Ding Yiyi took a deep breath. Thinking about Derek's plain and ordinary face, she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.    

    

Dongqing opened the door and let her get in the car first. After adding fuel, she drove to a relatively small supermarket. "Go. This supermarket isn't opened by Derek's family. It should be very safe."    

    

Ding Yiyi quickly bought some necessities and ran back into the car. She opened the door and got into the car. "It's done."    

    

The man in the driver's seat had his back against the cushion. He seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but his face was slightly flushed.    

    

Surprised, she accidentally touched the back of his hand and found that his palm was frighteningly hot.    

    

"Are you alright?" She stretched out her hand to feel his forehead. The temperature was astonishing, and just as she was about to pull away, a hand firmly grabbed his wrist.    

    

Dong Qing opened her eyes, and only after seeing that it was her, did she let go of her hand. "Let's go." As soon as he finished speaking, he lost all feeling and fell on the steering wheel.    

    

In a small apartment of less than 10 square meters, Ding Yiyi placed a wet towel on Dong Qing's forehead. Dong Qing had already been burning for two hours. If this continued, her body's functions would not be able to take it.    

    

The unconscious man whimpered a few times, and then she noticed that blood was seeping out of his arm.    

    

He found the scissors and cut the fabric off his arm along the sleeve. A piece of muscle bulged out where his elbow was.    

    

The bulging muscles had a long wound, which had already been sewn, but the stitches were already beginning to show signs of pus, and the wound was unbearably red and swollen.    

    

What was this? She wanted to move, but seeing his body twitching, she knew she couldn't wait any longer.    

    

She picked up her purse, rushed to the door, and rushed back, closing all the windows. She also covered the almost unconscious people with a blanket, picked up her mask, and hurriedly left the room.    

    

When she went downstairs, she immediately put on a face mask. The nearest pharmacy was in a large supermarket, but if it was like Dong Qing said, that supermarket must be Derek's.    

    

After arriving at the supermarket, she carefully entered the restaurant. As expected, she found that the employees' gazes were constantly on something. She quickly lowered her head and used her eyes to scan the shelves.    

    

"Miss, what do you need?" The salesman, who was sorting the shelves, turned to greet her.    

    

She jumped in fright, afraid that she would recognize him, "It's nothing, I got a cold, so I wanted to find a cold medicine."    

    

"Over there." The woman didn't seem to suspect anything and pointed to a shelf not far away.    

    

She bowed her head in thanks and walked behind the shelves. She picked up a few bottles of antipyretic and disinfectant and then quickly paid the bill and left.    

    

The moment she stepped out of the supermarket, she saw the person she dreaded to see the most, yet wanted to see the most — — Ye Nianmo    

    

Her feet seemed rooted to the ground as she watched him get into the car while Ye Bo sat in the driver's seat.    

    

She took a step forward, leaning forward slightly. She wanted to see him, wanted to be in his arms, wanted to be in his arms.    

    

"Miss, you dropped something." A white arm holding the disinfectant reached out to her. It was the salesgirl from before.    

    

When she raised her head again, the car had already left. She couldn't help but take a few steps back. The salesgirl behind her spoke again, but this time her tone was a bit unusual.    

    

"Miss?"    

    

She felt that something was wrong and did not dare to turn around. She hurriedly picked a path and walked for a long time. After confirming that no one was following her, she returned along the road.    

    

When he returned to the apartment, Dong Qing's body was covered in sweat from the fever, and her bedding was soaked through.    

    

"Ao Yu, don't go. Ao Yu, I will save you." Tears streamed down from the corners of his eyes, his sorrowful cries making his heart ache.    

    

"Is Ao Yu someone very important to you?" Ding Yiyi said softly. Looking at the frowning man falling asleep once again, she sighed silently.    

    

She gave him the medicine, then rubbed alcohol on his limbs to cool it down. Her eyes fell on his swollen arm.    

    

Speaking of disinfecting water, she hardened her heart and poured some disinfectant water on the wound. Immediately, dense white rice bubbles gathered on the wound, and the people who were sleeping woke up from the pain with whimpering sounds.    

    

Dong Qing opened his eyes with much difficulty. His eyes were wide open, but when he saw the reddish hue of his arms, he seemed to calm down. He forced himself to say, "Don't bother with me."    

    

After he finished speaking, he fell asleep again, only leaving behind the sound of heavy breathing.    

    

Ding Yiyi knew that was all she could do. She took a chair and sat beside him, watching his breathing. Her memory started to come back, and the person on the bed actually started to match Ye Nianmo's face.    

    

She stiffened and stroked her bare belly with one hand, looking down at the man fighting the sickness. In his mind, Ye Nianmo looked tired.    

    

How can I get him to leave? She covered her face with her hands and sobbed helplessly. The couple on the other side were arguing again, and the walls were hammering loudly.    

    

She wiped away her tears, got up, opened the door, and went to the next room. She was about to knock on the door to calm the other person down when the door opened of its own accord and a cell phone flew out through the crack in the door.    

    

"Are you talking to some other woman, you stupid man?"    

    

"You crazy woman! You're crazy! "    

    

Ding Yiyi looked at the screen of her phone, which was still lit up. She bent over and took it back to her room.    

    

…    

    

In the room, her heavy breathing was still there. She stared at her cell phone for a while before slowly reaching out her hand.    

    

The phone was very cold. Perhaps it was because her hand was cold. The tranquility of the room made her mind feel more awake than ever. The numbers recorded in the depths of her soul were skillfully transmitted to the keyboard through her fingers.    

    

The phone was picked up almost immediately, and his voice was clear with a hint of excitement. "Hello?"    

    

Ding Yiyi gasped for breath. Her heart felt like it was being grabbed by someone. A dizzy golden light shone before her eyes. She wanted to hang up immediately, but her body could not move at all.    

    

"Yiyi?" A probing voice sounded out, followed by an even deeper call, "Yiyi?"    

    

Just hearing his voice was enough to make her want to cry.    

    

"I'm here … I'm here." She couldn't help but speak up.    

    

On the other end of the phone, Ye Nianmo seemed to be giving instructions. He could vaguely hear Ye Bo's voice. Then, his voice came back, "Where are you?"    

    

"Don't come looking for me, please go back to your country, don't come looking for me." Trembling, she sank back into her chair, which slid back and scraped against the floor with a sharp sound.    

    

Ye Nianmo's voice turned soft, "Don't be afraid, I will find you."    

    

"No." She mumbled as she touched her stomach. The feeling of being connected by blood had given her strength. Looking at the unconscious man on the bed, she made up her mind.    

    

Ye Nianmo's voice sounded from the receiver, "Tell me the reason."    

    

"I'm sorry I fell in love with someone else. Please give me time before I fall in love with you again." She calmly pinched her thigh and squeezed out word by word from between her teeth.    

    

"Lies," she said, almost as soon as she finished her sentence.    

    

She held her phone powerlessly. He was always like this, being able to defeat her quickly and make her utterly defeated.    

    

The phone slipped from her hand and fell into a burning palm. Dong Qing's eyes were half open. The hot air coming from her nose reached the back of Ding Yiyi's hand.    

    

He picked up the phone and put it back down. With a dry throat after the fever, he said, "Mr Ye, he didn't lie. She fell in love with me and I suddenly feel that she's not bad too."    

    

After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone, "What a stupid woman. What kind of brain did you have to lie about? What could be more hurtful than that?"    

    

"Yes." Ding Yiyi said softly as she placed both of her hands on her stomach. Her previous heartache had been concealed, replaced with a strange sense of serenity.    

    

Dongqing lowered her eyes, stretched her muscles, got off the bed and put on her shoes, "If you don't want to be caught by Ye Nianmo, then it's best to leave this place within ten minutes."    

    

He paused, a hint of schadenfreude in his tone. "I think he's coming this way now. He wants to chop me into pieces and bomb me again."    

    

Fifteen minutes later, the door was kicked open. The couple who had finally managed to stop the argument opened the door and stuck their heads out to see what was going on, but they were pulled out by the collar.    

    

The men who grabbed them were tall and big, but their eyes could not help but be drawn to one of the men.    

    

Another man with a serious expression walked out from behind the man. "Do you know where the residents have gone?"    

    

The man asked politely, but the spirit in his voice couldn't be ignored. The two of them looked at each other and shook their heads.    

    

Ye Nianmo walked into the room. There were also disinfectant and antifebrile drugs on the table. In addition, there was a silk scarf and a cut clothes.    

    

He picked up the garment that was obviously a man's attire. His fingers gradually tightened, and the strength behind it was so strong that even his bones were turning white.    

    

"One of them is injured. It should not be too far away."    

    

"Yes sir!"    

    

After everyone answered, they all left. No one wanted to stay with the man who was in a state of rage.    

    

"Young Master, what if the Madam really likes that man who looks like Young Master Ye?" There was uncertainty on Ye Bo's face. After all, everyone could tell how deep the affection Ding Yiyi had for Ye Chuyun.    

    

His death had a huge impact on Ding Yiyi. Although she hadn't recovered her memories yet, it was still possible for her deep-rooted feelings to subconsciously affect people's thinking.    

    

A hand mercilessly grabbed onto his clothes. Facing Ye Nianmo's angry expression, he knew that he touched a mine.    

    

Ye Nianmo's fist was trembling. The thing that he was most afraid of was exposed in front of everyone's eyes.    

    

After a long while, he let go and walked out with big strides.