Never Regret Falling in Love with You

Of course she didn't know that it was just some scheming person who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

Xia Yihan was enveloped by a deep sense of loss. Every day, no matter what she did, she would not be able to keep up her spirits, as if the world was gray.

Gray sky, gray ground, gray mood.

Nothing could make her happy, nothing could make her sad.

Occasionally, Song Wanting would look over with a mischievous smile, but she didn't even feel it.

Was this feeling lovelorn?

She remembered that after the death of Xiao Jun, she was also in so much pain that she wished she were dead. However, her mood was black, red, and in such pain. It was completely different from her current depressed state.

During the day, even if the housekeeper didn't arrange it, she would find plenty of work to do.

At night, she would always think of the person that she was not close to.

That night, as she lay in bed, she felt even more stifled. She told Liu Xiaojiao about the news, got up, and went out for a walk. Unlike last time, she did not go into a particularly dark place.

She walked along a street with street lamps. On both sides of the road were planted many lilacs. At this moment, the blooming season was over, and there was no strong flower fragrance, only the fresh smell of green leaves.

As she walked, she saw a person sitting on a wooden chair by the side of the road. He had his back straight and was staring intently at the leaves.

She took a closer look and realized that the person was none other than the Ye Mo that she wanted to release but couldn't.

From here to the main house, there was a long way to go. He wouldn't be tired, wouldn't it hurt to walk this far?

She felt a little anxious for him. She walked over to his side, squatted down, and hurriedly asked, "How did you get so far away? Are your injuries alright?"

He pursed his lips and looked indifferently at her little face.

"Why aren't you saying anything, why did you come here alone? "Does it hurt?"

"Do you care?" he asked coolly.

"I …"

She said she wanted him to let her go and not bully her.

Why are you so anxious and concerned about him?

He must have been out to have some fun, just like her. If he wanted company, of course his fiancée would come. There was also his secretary, so many people. In fact, he was surrounded by people, so he shouldn't be alone.

"If you really care, I would welcome it. "If that's not true, then pretend you didn't see me. Let's go!"

Ye Mo's tone was a bit fierce, but it also seemed to contain a hint of helplessness in protecting himself.

He was right in front of her, he was just sitting there, and she saw him, as if her days of depression had lightened a little. No matter how much she didn't want to admit it, she had fallen for this man.

She wanted to leave immediately, but her feet seemed frozen, unable to move.

Reason and emotion were in a fierce struggle. She really wanted to get close to him.

He was not someone she could casually approach. The result of a moth flying into a flame was not only her death, but even Little Jun would never be able to rest in peace.

She took a deep breath, no longer showing any concern for him.

"I'm leaving." she whispered.

Just as she took two steps, her hand was suddenly grabbed by his big hand.

The mere touch of her hand caused great waves to rise in her heart.

"Come here, don't let me pull your wound."

She couldn't refuse his order so she thought she saw that Ye Mo when she first entered the Ye family.

She did not move, but his hand exerted some force. She was afraid that he would drag the wound with him, so she said in a low voice, "Let go, I will come over."

He wouldn't let go.

She had to follow the force of his hand to his side, and when she reached him, he suddenly moved and she fell unsteadily into his lap.

"Your wound?" She lowered her head and looked at the base of his thigh. He hugged her even more tightly.

"Have you really forgotten about me? Don't you miss me? " he asked hoarsely in her ear.

His breath, his words, made her heart beat like crazy.

Suppressing the urge to hug him, wanting to pour out her feelings, she persisted, "I don't want to!"

He suddenly bit down on her earlobe. This damnable woman was truly hateful. Punishing her with some force.

Pain and numbness coexisted. Xia Yihan's body couldn't help but tremble.

After only a single bite, he suddenly released her and coldly said, "Let's go back!"

When he let go of her arm, Xia Yihan immediately stood up and ran back to the worker's room as if she was escaping for her life.

If she didn't get close to him, she definitely couldn't get close to him. If this carried on, it would not be because he wanted to dominate her, bully her, become her wish to be dominated by him, be bullied by him.

"Yihan, what happened to you?" Liu Xiaojiao asked.

"Nothing, it's fine. You can rest."

After climbing onto the bed, the scene from before flashed across his mind once more.

She had always thought he was not alone, but hadn't his pensive manner before he found her revealed a sense of loneliness?

With so many people surrounding him, how many of them were sincere?

He wanted to get engaged and get into a car accident immediately.

Thinking about the car accident, Xia Yihan thought of the note again. Someone had placed it on her pillow without anyone noticing, which meant that there were still people from President Zhong's side in the Ye family. With this person here, could Ye Mo be in danger at any time?

No! She had to know who this person was. As long as she was in the Ye Family, she couldn't just sit by and watch the person hiding behind her back harm him.

"Little Jiao." she asked softly.

"Hmm?"

"I suddenly remembered that on the morning of Mr. Ye's engagement, when I came back, the door was not locked."

She always felt that Liu Xiaojiao lived in the same room as her. Since she gave her the note, it was probably the least likely for her to be discovered.

"Ah?" It can't be? I lock the door every time I go out. When you came back, the door was open? Don't scare me! "

Liu Xiaojiao's voice was trembling. She had always been very timid.

Perhaps she really was overthinking things. How could such a timid and kind girl be sent by Guild Leader Zhong to be a spy?

"Don't be afraid, I remembered wrong. Sleep, Little Jiao."

Liu Xiaojiao muttered, "It scared me to death." After falling asleep again, Xia Yihan looked at Liu Xiaojiao, who had her eyes closed. She thought to herself: If it wasn't for her, then who could this person be?

With her strength, it would be difficult for her to find it.

She pondered over and over again. The only person who could help her was probably Hai Zhixuan.

He believed that Hai Zhixuan would come to the Ye Family's grand gathering.

The next day was the day of the Ye Family's party. The steward would organize everyone to get busy early in the morning. Who was in charge of parking the cars, who was in charge of greeting customers, who was in charge of serving the dishes, and who was in charge of the steward's order.

Before the party, Fu Fengyi said that she was afraid that the young people wouldn't be able to let her play, so she was sent back to the city in the morning by Ye Mo's secretary. After Fu Fengyi left, Ye Mo said that he needed to rest. All the decisions here were made by Song Wanting.

"Butler, don't arrange for Sister Han to do menial tasks. Just let her greet the guest by my side."

"Yes, Miss Song."

The thing that Xia Yihan did not want to do the most was to entertain her customers. She was led around by Song Wanting, accompanied by a smiling face; her identity was also awkward.

Other than Xia Yihan wanting to entertain customers, there was also Song Wanting's assistant, Xiao Li, and the lively and cute looking wine and wine.

Most of the people who attended the gathering would bring their own assistants, and there weren't many things that needed the master's help with. However, the butler and Ye Mo's secretary still agreed to send a batch of nimble girls from the Di Hao building as backup.

The gathering started at 4 PM. The main door of the Ye Family mansion was opened, and one luxurious car after another arrived.

Almost all the famous young masters and mistresses in the entire East River Province were invited. This gathering was equivalent to the alliance of the Ye and Song families.

The first to arrive were Hai Zhixuan and Pan Yu. They were a couple that came early to help entertain guests because they were close to Ye Mo and Song Wanting.

From the moment they entered, Hai Zhixuan's concerned gaze had never left Xia Yihan. Even Pan Yu, who was standing beside him, had noticed it.

"You guys go sit inside, drink some red wine, and eat some fruits. There are enough people here, so there's no need to take care of each other." Song Wanting said.

"Then we won't be polite. Pan Yu, let's go in!"

While Hai Zhixuan was drinking red wine, he "accidentally" spilled the wine on his shirt. Xia Yihan, who had just stepped into the hall and was about to greet them, saw him.

"Mr. Hai, do you need any help?" Xia Yihan walked up and asked respectfully.

She knew very well that Hai Zhixuan was looking for a chance to talk to her alone, and she was also looking for him.

"If it's not too much trouble, I'd like to change it to Zimo's shirt. I'll go tell him."

At this time, Song Wanting also came in. In order to show her status as the mistress in front of everyone, she smiled and said, "For such a small matter, don't disturb Zimo's rest. Little Sister Han, take him to the Zimo locker room and change his clothes. "

"Please!"

Xia Yihan made an inviting gesture, then led him to Ye Mo's cloakroom.

The two of them had walked this road together, so they were very familiar with it.

When no one was around, Hai Zhixuan stopped and looked Xia Yihan up and down.

From the moment they left the hall, Ye Mo was sitting in his bedroom, observing the monitor in his notebook with a cold expression.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Hai Zhixuan nodded.

The last time she had refused to go with him, he had been very angry. Later, when he thought about it, she would definitely not leave until she had achieved her goal. Even if he was angry, he still couldn't stop worrying about her.