One Kiss Becomes Love: The President's Naughty Little Maid

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

Xia Yihan followed Ye Zimo's footsteps. When they returned to the hall, they attracted everyone's attention again. Everyone was guessing the content of their dialogue in the study.

Ye Zimo walked gracefully to his mother and sat down calmly. He couldn't see the pressing anger when he left.

Guessing and curious eyes made Xia Yihan realize that ye Zimo was not the only one who mistakenly thought she was pregnant. Everything starts because of her. Even if she wants to leave, she shouldn't leave the misunderstanding and affect Ye Zimo and song wanting.

Song wanting looked at Ye Zimo and tried to say something. She opened her mouth and didn't say anything.

Xia Yihan also followed Ye Zimo to Fu Fengyi, bowed and said, "madam, I'm sorry! I just lost my temper! Recently, at noon every day, I was arranged by the housekeeper to weed and wash the ground in the back garden. It was too hot. I had some symptoms of heatstroke. I reported to the housekeeper this morning that I wanted to ask for leave, but he didn't approve. So the situation is more serious. Now it's feverish and disgusting. "

Fu Fengyi doesn't know whether what Xia Yihan said is true or false, but even if it is false, she can say so, just give her a reason to cover it up.

Her face sank, she looked at the housekeeper unhappily and asked, "housekeeper, has she asked you for leave?"

The housekeeper's head was already sweating. He smiled awkwardly and replied, "it seems that there is such a thing. Maybe I'm too busy to take it to heart. Oh, Yihan, look at you. Why are you understating so seriously? You should tell me the truth. "

Song wanting was skeptical, but she didn't show disbelief. She just stood silently on the side of Fu Fengyi to see what they said next.

Fu Fengyi rebuked the housekeeper: "you should be more careful in the future. People's health is the most important. Similar things can't happen again!"

"Yes, madam!" The housekeeper answered quickly and turned to Xia Yihan and said, "Yihan, I'll take you to see a doctor now."

Before Xia Yihan could refuse, he heard Ye Zimo, who had been silent, say indifferently, "no! I think she can hold on. "

Song wanting's eyes never left Xia Yihan's face. Her face turned red as if she was tired of breathing.

Is she feverish or pregnant?

Song wanting is only one step away from Xia Yihan. In the twinkling of an eye, she has come up with an idea. With a concerned smile on her face, she took a small step forward and stretched out her hand to probe Xia Yihan's forehead.

It was really hot. Her doubts were a little less. She looked back at Fu Fengyi and said softly, "aunt, she has a terrible fever. It's better to see a doctor."

Fu Fengyi understands that song wanting wants to confirm, but she doesn't know the real situation of Xia Yihan. When Xia Yihan is riding a tiger, she speaks by herself.

"Madam, Miss Song, thank you for your concern. I'm sorry to trouble you. I'm really fine. Chairman ye will arrive soon and dinner will begin. Please don't ruin Mr. Ye's birthday party because of me. "

Song wanting couldn't hold on any longer. She also showed her concern for the Ye family, so she stopped talking.

"Well, if you still feel unable to insist, you can always find the housekeeper and let him take you to see a doctor."

Fu Fengyi then looked at her watch and said to song wanting, "are you tired after standing so long? Sit down quickly and wait a little longer. Father Mo'er will come. "

No one paid any more attention to Xia Yihan. She stood quietly beside song wanting, endured dizziness and nausea, and silently waited for the arrival of the chairman.

Before long, President Ye's car stopped outside the gate. The security guard outside the gate reported to the housekeeper, "the car is here!"

The housekeeper respectfully reported to Fu Fengyi and ye Zimo: "Chairman Ye's car has arrived!"

"Mo'er?" Fu Fengyi's question means that he wants him to meet him. After all, he is his son.

Ye Zimo's face was very cold.

"He doesn't like to come in. He can't come in!" His tone was also cold.

Song wanting didn't know their father and son's gratitude and resentment. She got up and said softly to Ye Zimo, "Zi Mo, shall we go to meet Uncle Ye together?"

"Sit down! No need! "

He never spoke to song wanting like this. Her face suddenly turned red, and Fu Fengyi opened her mouth to escape.

"Tingting, sit down. He's not aiming at you. He's fighting with his father."

She patted song wanting's hand and said to the housekeeper, "well, take the servants to meet you."

President Ye's arrival seemed to give Xia Yihan a shot in the arm. She felt that her hot and sore body seemed to be better in an instant. Suddenly there was a feeling of keeping the clouds open and seeing the moon, including heartache and gratifying tears brewing in my heart and being held back.

She was about to follow the housekeeper to meet President Ye. She heard Ye Zimo's indifferent words again.

"No one is welcome!"

"Mo'er!" Fu Fengyi was a little unhappy. They looked at Ye Zimo's face and saw that he was even more unhappy.

"Mom, don't forget, today is not my birthday."

When he finished saying this, Fu Fengyi's eyebrows twitched, and then she closed her lips tightly and became silent.

"Serve!" Ye Zimo ordered.

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

The housekeeper conveyed Ye Zimo's words to the headset, and the maids began to serve dishes from the kitchen.

"Mom, take your seat!" Ye Zimo got up, picked up his mother and asked her to sit down in the main position. He made it clear that he would embarrass chairman ye and sit in the second seat.

Song wanting didn't dare to say what she wanted to say because of Ye Zimo's face.

The three sat down, and the dishes continued. Xia Yihan was thinking how President Ye hadn't arrived yet.

While she was meditating, she suddenly heard the security guard at the door of the main house report: "Mr. Ye, the Secretary of chairman Ye is coming."

Secretary? The car arrived, but he didn't arrive himself? Everyone felt very puzzled. Looking at the door of the main house together, they did see a man in his thirties wearing a white shirt waiting outside. Where is the shadow of the chairman?

Isn't the chairman coming? Xia Yihan was so disappointed that he didn't even have the strength to stand here anymore.

"Let him in!"

Ye Zimo gave an order, and the security guard at the door led chairman Ye's secretary into the hall and went to the table.

With a silver box in his hand, he stood between Fu Fengyi and ye Zimo and said, "Hello, madam! Hello, Mr. Ye! Chairman Ye has already set out for the meeting. On the way, he has received a temporary order from his superiors and must rush to Beijing for a meeting immediately. He regretted that he couldn't come to accompany Mr. Ye, and asked me to hand over the birthday gift he specially prepared for Mr. Ye, and wish Mr. Ye a happy birthday! "

He finished, slightly bent over and handed the gift to Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo didn't reach for it, but glanced at the housekeeper standing not far away and asked him, "housekeeper, I remember you gave birth to a little son two years ago?"

They didn't know why, but no one intervened. The housekeeper immediately replied, "yes, Mr. Ye, my youngest son is two years old."

"I haven't sent a gift yet. I'll transfer it to him. You put it away!"