Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

He stood there quietly, like a lonely beast that couldn't find a home. After a long time, he forced a smile on his face. Perhaps it was because he missed her so much, so he shook his head and rushed to the next country to search for the man in his heart.    

    

Ye Nianmo sat in the conference room. Once again, his trip to the United States was unsuccessful. He flew directly from the United States to France and only slept on the plane for a few hours.    

    

His eyes were sharp as he tapped the marble table with his fingers. "When can Alin arrive?"    

    

The maid in the house was so scared by his gaze that her legs went limp. She thought it was another Ye Group employee today, so she invited the others to go fishing, leaving behind Miss Ding Yiyi.    

    

That's right! The maid quickly said, "Alin has just accepted a new disciple. He is extremely favored by the master. He even said that he would teach her his entire life's experience, but I told her to do it!"    

    

Ye Nianmo didn't say anything. The maid hastily left to find Ding Yiyi. Ding Yiyi was drawing the tasks Alin had assigned her. Her hands were covered with carbon powder, and it could even be seen on her face.    

    

"Miss Yiyi!" The maid knocked.    

    

"What is it?" Ding Yiyi looked at her with a smile. Although she was the only disciple of Alin and could command him normally, she was born a commoner and had a better understanding of his servants.    

    

The maid apologetically said: "There is a guest but the master is not here today. What should I do now?"    

    

Ding Yiyi pondered. Logically, she wasn't qualified to do anything for Alin. She asked, "Where's Elaine?"    

    

"I can't find Elaine either!" The maid was on the verge of tears. It was impossible to find anyone in the house anymore.    

    

Ding Yiyi put down her charcoal, took a dry towel to wipe her hands and said, "I'll go take a look."    

    

When the Baby Cheng saw that she was about to leave, she stood up as well. Ding Yiyi stopped it, "Stay here obediently and don't run around today.    

    

Baby Cheng whimpered and sat back on the ground. He covered his eyes with his front paws and protested in this way. Ding Yiyi patted its head in amusement, getting up and walking towards the meeting room.    

    

Ding Yiyi walked to the door, but her hand that had just been raised suddenly stopped when she heard a familiar voice coming from the meeting room. She looked panicked. The door in front of her was like a ferocious beast with its bloody mouth wide open. She kept retreating. Why was Ye Nianmo here? Had he found himself? How is this possible?    

    

Her hands were shaking, her eyes dull. "What are they doing here?"    

    

The maid saw that her appearance suddenly changed. Although it was strange, she honestly said, "They are here for business. I think their representatives also came before, but they were kicked out by the master."    

    

Ding Yiyi forced herself to remain calm as she leaned her back against the cold wall. The coldness stimulated her nerves, finally putting her lost thoughts back into place.    

    

"Go tell them I'm not feeling well, and ask them to wait for Alin to come back." Ding Yiyi looked at the door a few steps away in fear, afraid that Ye Nianmo would suddenly open the door.    

    

When the maid saw that her face was pale and filled with panic, she immediately confirmed that she was not feeling well and hurriedly left. Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat when she saw her back walking towards the meeting room.    

    

Inside the meeting room. "I'm sorry, sir, but Alin's apprentice is not feeling well. She wants you to come back while Alin is here."    

    

Ye Bo frowned. In his heart, he naturally attributed all this to that designer's trick. Just as he wanted to open his mouth, Ye Nianmo waved his hand and said with an indifferent expression, "Ok."    

    

Walking out of the meeting room, the air seemed to be filled with a faint scent of perfume. Ye Nianmo paused for a moment, then lifted his foot and left.    

    

"What? It will be three days before Alin returns!" Ding Yiyi shouted at the butler inside the house, her knife and fork falling to the ground and staining the expensive carpet.    

    

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you. I should have dropped my fork." Ding Yiyi hurriedly squatted down to pick up her knife and fork. She was in too much of a hurry so she brought down the goblet at the edge of Zhuo Zi's body. The goblet fell to the ground, the red wine inside splashing onto the carpet.    

    

"I'm sorry!" Ding Yiyi was so anxious that she immediately apologized. The old housekeeper held her hand and smiled benevolently at her. "Child, it's okay. If you can't find your heart, then go to the Catholic Church. God will guide you there."    

    

Ding Yiyi stood at the entrance of the church, staring at the intricate patterns on the door.    

    

It was truly laughable. Did she really come here to look for the owner of her heart? She was about to turn around and leave when a cold wind blew and a muffled thunder roared in the sky. She quickly ran outside, but she did not expect the rain to slant down so suddenly and catch her off guard.    

    

She could only return to the inside of the church, where the candlelight flickered gently due to the sudden wind. The mottled roses on the walls were still alive and entangled, and under the illumination of the candle flame, the serene face of the angel was calming.    

    

In the middle of the church, a priest was praying with his head slightly raised. Ding Yiyi was a bit embarrassed and wanted to leave, but he just turned around and gave her a gentle smile.    

    

He nodded to Ding Yiyi, then turned and walked toward the small arch at the side, his black sleeves fluttering in the candlelight. Ding Yiyi walked to the priest's position and stood there quietly. She really needed a place to calm her panicked heart. She was even planning to leave, but where else could she go? She was like a tired little bird, wanting to stop but finding herself in the endless sea.    

    

Suddenly, she heard the sound of a car stopping outside the door. There was a faint light from the gap in the door, which had never been closed. She turned her head in surprise, surprised that someone had entered the church so late at night.    

    

"Young Master." Ye Bo held the umbrella for him. The bodyguard behind him closed the door for him after he entered, then waited quietly in the rain.    

    

Ye Nianmo looked at the flickering candle flame and walked to the prayer stand. On the altar, the colored glasses behind the cross were mottled by the slanting rain.    

    

Ding Yiyi sat in the small room beside her. She was surprised to find that Ye Nianmo also believed in Christ. She looked at him standing silently in the center of the church. She lifted her head slightly and the candlelight made his figure appear very long.    

    

Ding Yiyi relaxed a little when she saw his body suddenly move. He was actually walking towards her. The closer they got, the more her heart beat faster.    

    

Ye Nianmo walked into the confessional in silence. His black windbreaker was still cold. He was silent for a while, then his deep voice sounded in the empty church.    

    

"Father, I am guilty," he said softly, his voice as low as a lover's whisper. "If you can really see my confession, then let her come back."    

    

The church was quiet, as if he was the only one breathing. He stood still for a long time before he continued, "It doesn't matter if you can't see her. I will definitely find her. Ding Yiyi, you can't escape."    

    

He did not say anything else, because his heart was no longer at a loss. He even felt that tonight, he was somewhat laughable. Could it be that there was nothing he could do to find the God to help him?    

    

He stared at the peaceful angel in the mural for a long time before turning around and leaving. The door was opened again, and rain started to pour in. The light from the candles flickered even more fiercely, and the angel seemed to be smiling.    

    

When everything quieted down again, the rain outside seemed unreal. The door of the confession room was opened and Ding Yiyi staggered out, holding onto the door.    

    

She felt it. In Ye Nianmo's eyes, there was an undisguised hatred, an unforgivable perseverance. She was like a cat with a lock on its back, and her freedom was only for the stricter imprisonment in the future.    

    

The rainy night continued. Tonight, how many people would not sleep, how many people would suffer?    

    

Early in the morning, Paris was washed by the rain until new colors were revealed. The hotel's swimming pool, the azure water surface made people in a good mood. A vigorous figure shuttled back and forth in the water, bringing up small splashes of water.    

    

"I really hate that disciple of mine, Alin. Not only did he snatch Elaine, his Chinese martial arts skills are really scary!" Alice stood with her feet in the cool water, treading the surf, complaining to her best friend.    

    

"That disciple is really too despicable, but I feel that she is very beautiful, a beauty that comes from the East." The other girl spoke with difficulty in French. She was Russian, and it was hard for her to make a French trill with her tongue.    

    

Not far away, a man stood in the shallow water as he slowly walked towards the pool's edge. His handsome appearance and standard figure made Alice and her partner stare at him for a long time.    

    

Ye Nianmo went to the restaurant after he finished swimming. The reason he chose this hotel was because Alin's residence was on top of this hotel. This hotel was owned by Alin, and he could easily access the information here, on the other hand, it was because Ding Yiyi had appeared here before.    

    

He took the menu and opened it, only to find that the words' peach juice 'had been crossed out. The waiter looked at him for a long time before giving him a kind explanation, "Our boss has a weird temper, he knows that his new disciple doesn't like peach juice, so he doesn't want the hotel to sell anything related to peach juice."    

    

Ye Nianmo nodded and ordered a simple meal to eat. If there was enough money, then the pace of life in France could be very busy. Ye Nianmo sat at the side while the man in the laptop was reporting.    

    

"Young Master Ye, the possibility of Miss Ding being in the United States is very small, should we continue searching?"    

    

After a long while, he said, "Continue searching!"    

    

He stared at the screen as it went black. He felt depressed. Where did that woman go? He put down his laptop and frowned. Suddenly, a black girl ran over from outside the window. The ice cream in her hands fell to the ground due to the violent shaking. She was stunned for a moment, and then there was an earth-shattering cry.    

    

A pink ice cream was put in front of Ye Nianmo. Seeing that she didn't want to cry anymore, he turned around and was about to leave. The little black girl behind him smiled and said, "Brother, you have the same hair as Grandpa Alin's sister and disciple."    

    

Ye Nianmo's footsteps were fixed on the spot. All morning, his ears were filled with the stories of that disciple of his, Alin's, actions. Who exactly was she?