C958 Young Master Ye's Maid 880

"You pack your things and leave. I'll write you a check, and the housekeeper will take care of everything for you." Ye Zimo sat in a wheelchair and went back to his room to close the door.

He did not give Zhang Qing a chance to reply.

Zhang Qing felt like she was struck by lightning. The whole world had turned dark. She did not expect Ye Zimo would want her to leave this place.

No matter what