The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Why don't you ask me if I'm in a good mood?" He suddenly opened his mouth, his voice cold, but what he said was a very childish sentence, which really made Xia Yihan laugh and cry.

"Aren't you in a good mood? Isn't it all written on your face?" It seemed like it was the first time Xia Yihan had spoken to him like this.

Maybe it was because his face was smelly and she felt it, so she blurted it out.

Such words were simply a bruise to someone's self-esteem, he had always boasted that mount tai was the top of his face, how could this little woman easily see his joy, anger and sorrow?

"Hmm?" In order to save face, ye shuo grunted unhappily.

Xia Yihan didn't want to buy into his account and continued to offend him, "Mr. Ye, are you trying to show me that you're in a bad mood?"

Ye Zimo's eyebrows twitched, and then he gave a sneer. Suddenly, he reached out and grabbed her shoulder, and she fell sideways.

"Ah!" She let out a low exclamation and her upper body landed steadily on his strong arm. He looked down at her from above and said softly, "Not bad, you know how to talk back? Who gave you the courage?"

His eyes were fixed on hers, and they looked at each other, and she heard her heart beating uncontrollably again.

She seemed to be longing for his lips to fall... How could she have such an idea?

"I, can you let me get up and talk about it?"

"That's it."

"Mr. Ye, how is madam? Are you feeling better after dinner?" Xia Yihan found a reason to ask him, but not all of it. She really wanted to know what was going on with Fu Fengyi, but it was not good for her to visit her room all the time, which would make her seem overly attentive.

Even if she really cared, she only wished she knew about it.

"It's still not good." Ye Zimo said softly, putting away his banter and becoming a little serious.

When she came over and saw him, she saw that he was sitting alone. He was still in a bad mood. Seeing the worry on his face that was hard to hide, Xia Yihan's little mood had long disappeared.

Naturally, she reached out her little hand and gently covered his cheek, comforting him in a low voice, "Don't worry, she might need some time, and she'll be fine soon."

He grabbed her little hand and took it off. She thought he didn't like her concern. She was about to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

"How did you convince my mother to go to dinner today?" He asked.

"I didn't persuade her much. I just went to invite her to dinner, and she agreed." Xia Yihan really didn't want to repeat those words. He didn't want to remind him of Ye Zihan again.

She didn't want to say it, and he didn't force it. He just didn't say anything for a long time, and the air was full of silence.

She was always lying in his arms, warm embrace, probably the most desired destination for many women.

At such a fatigued moment, it was comfortable to lean on him, so comfortable that even she wanted to lean on him and sleep well all night.

She closed her eyes slightly and felt really sleepy. She unconsciously covered her mouth and yawned.

After a yawn, she suddenly woke up. This person, he always misunderstood her, wouldn't he say this time that she shouldn't be sleepy by his side?

She looked at him warily, but did not expect him to ask her gently, "Why are you running out of here when you're so tired? Why aren't you sleeping?"

Her tone was gentle, but there was a slight reproach, but the words were full of concern for her.

"I'll go back to sleep." She sat up from his arms.

"Is it Mo Xiaonong who came back to quarrel with you?" He suddenly asked. Sometimes she was surprised that he could guess everything, but when he touched her mind, it seemed that he could not guess.

"No, I just came out for a walk because I couldn't sleep."

"Sleep in my room tonight." He did not expose her and knew that she was protecting her sister, but he did not want her to go back to her room and be bothered by her sister.

Xia Yihan did not know when this guy would suddenly become a beast. She was already so tired that she could no longer bear to be destroyed by him.

"No, no. That girl has such a temper. She'll be fine in a while. I'll go back to sleep." As she spoke, she remembered that he was still holding her, not letting her move.

"Always giving in to her like that?" He asked with a frown.

Thinking that she was always bullied by Mo Xiaonong, he was inexplicably annoyed.

"No, isn't that what sisters do? Mr. Ye, let me go. I'm going back. Aren't you going to see madam, too?" This time, Ye Zimo let her go.

Xia Yihan sat up straight, straightened his hair a little, and then stood up.

Her legs were sore when she came over, and she had been lying on the chair for a long time, and she had cramps. Before she could take two steps, her legs were sore, and she planted her whole body on the lilac tree by the side of the road.

Just when she thought she would fall into a terrible state, she fell into a warm and firm embrace again.

She was still in shock and subconsciously wrapped her arms around his neck.

He let her hold him, his arms tightened around her waist, his other hand wrapped around her legs, silently picked her up, and strode towards the main house.

Entering the main house, the two security guards at the door were a little surprised that Ye Zimo personally carried xia Yihan in.

Xia Yihan had already said a few times on the way. She was fine. She could walk by herself if she let her down. Ye was always cool and didn't say anything, so he brought her in.

At this time, Xia Yihan was secretly watching, a little embarrassed, so he had to bury his head in Ye Zimo's chest.

Ye mo naturally forgot his chauvinism and didn't feel anything wrong with the woman holding him.

Xia Yihan was carried into his bedroom and gently placed on the bed. Then he called the housekeeper and told him to go to the doctor to get some active oil.

The housekeeper moved quickly and soon delivered the oil to Ye Zimo.

When the butler closed the door and left, ye mo looked at xia Yihan's clothes and spat out a word expressionless, "Take off!"

"You're not. You don't want me to rub the ointment here, do you?" Xia Yihan asked, a little embarrassed.

"Take off!" His face was sullen and his tone was heavy. He thought to himself, I've never done this kind of work for a woman. You'd better keep your mouth shut.

Xia Yihan did not expect him to personally wipe her. Even if she knew, she was a little afraid to let him do it. If he suddenly had an idea while rubbing, she might not just have a cramp in her leg.

"Mr. Ye, thank you, but I'll take it back and wipe it slowly, or let xiao nong help me." Xia Yihan whispered with a smile on his face.

"Take off!" He frowned impatiently. Well, Xia Yihan had to give in.

He was kind, but he could not waste his rare kindness, which was tantamount to causing trouble for himself.

Xia Yihan had to lift up her skirt a little and take off her stockings.

"Take them all off and lie naked on the bed!" Ye Zimo ordered again. She really didn't understand why this woman was so stupid all of a sudden.

She just had a cramp in her leg. Was it necessary to be naked?

Xia Yihan blushed with embarrassment, but dared not disobey someone's orders, so he had to obey.

Fortunately, he did not object to the fact that his back was facing him. When she had really finished taking it off according to his standards and lay down in bed honestly, she realized that he was going to help her apply the medicine himself.

She wanted to say that I could actually do it myself, but judging by his ugly face, he wouldn't allow her to say no.

Although he took care of her so much that she could not help feeling warm and sweet, she still felt uncomfortable lying naked under his eyes.

He stretched out his big hand and turned her over, letting her lie on the bed, then poured some life oil on her smooth white back and gently pushed it away.

When did Xia Yihan get such care when he was so old? The relaxation of her back made her feel extremely comfortable all over her body, but what was more comfortable was her heart.

Ye Zimo, Ye Zimo, do you know that sometimes I wish you wouldn't be so nice to me? I'm afraid that I would really fall in love with you and forget who I am and who you are.

As he massaged her back, he wondered how Lin Dahui would laugh at him in his heart if he found out about what he was doing.

But Ye Zimo either didn't do it, or he would do his best. Since she has already been massaged, she must be completely intoxicated and relaxed.

"How is it?" He asked in a foul voice, showing that he was a man of pride and wanted recognition and praise.

"It's very comfortable. Thank you. It's really comfortable." Xia Yihan exclaimed from the bottom of his heart.

Anyway, she couldn't see his expression, so he curved his lips slightly and rubbed her back more carefully.

Along her spine, she pushed all the way down. When she reached her slender waist, she, who had originally felt extremely comfortable, suddenly felt a little itchy and couldn't help giggling.

"No, it's itchy there, don't... Mmm, itchy..." Her soft voice was sweet and coquettish. I'm afraid the average man's bones would soften when he heard it.

Even if ye was determined enough, he also resisted the urge to jump on her and viciously said to her, "Don't call her that again, or I will do you!"

She was wronged to death, but it was a sweet grievance, and she had to endure it.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes and bit his lips to restrain his voice. He was rubbing her waist as if it was the most important part of her body. She was itching, her heart was pounding, and her whole body was burning. She wanted to make a sound.

She tried her best to hold it back and her face turned red. When his big hand reached her waist, she really couldn't hold it any longer. She flipped over in a flash and turned into a face up position.

"I'm sorry, it's too itchy. I couldn't help it." Xia Yihan whispered, looking embarrassed.

He knew that if he wanted it, she would not resist, but this woman's legs were cramped, and he didn't want to be too beast.

"Flip over! Don't make that sound again." He gave a firm order.

"Okay!" She hurriedly agreed and flipped over so fast that even she was surprised.

Ye mo took a few deep breaths to cool down the heat a little.

But when his hand touched her soft waist again, his body involuntarily tightened.

"Wait for me."

Without waiting for her to react, he went to the closet to get his change of clothes and hurried to the bathroom.

Xia Yihan stared blankly at the closed door in the corner of his bedroom and felt a warm sensation in his heart. She was the woman he had traded, and he could force her without worrying about her feelings. But he didn't do that. Not only that, he also personally rubbed her with activating oil and massaged her.

This man, no matter how cold he looked, actually had a very, very soft heart.

Ye Zimo, what can I do for you?

Xia Yihan, who had been in the shower for a long time, was so tired that he fell asleep in a trance.

When she felt a pair of warm big hands massaging her body again, she had no strength to open her eyes.

In a kind of happiness that warmed her heart, she felt an unprecedented tenderness of care, not even feeling cold in her dream.

That night, Xia Yihan had an exceptionally sweet dream. Ye Zimo was leaning against a tall sycamore tree and she was lying on his lap. Their two children, a boy and a girl, were chasing and playing not far away. It was as if all the sufferings of the past twenty years had passed, and there was no longer sorrow in her life, no longer endless forbearance, only soft sweetness left.

She did not know that she had such a beautiful dream because his warm body hugged her body.

Ye Zimo didn't lie down for long. He just hugged her for a while and saw that she was sleeping soundly before he got up to see Fu Fengyi again.

Fu Fengyi was still awake and his body temperature began to rise in the middle of the night. Ye mo was going to call the doctor, but Fu Fengyi refused to let him do anything and insisted on holding back.

No matter what Ye Zimo said, she refused to give in. There was a time when he forced a doctor to come and put a bottle on it, and Fu Fengyi pulled it off himself. That time, he hurt his hand and cut the blood vessels on the back of his hand. In view of that lesson, ye mo did not force her to see the doctor again.

Every time she became stubborn, he would sit by the bed and work patiently until he could talk her through and receive treatment.

Until dawn, Fu Fengyi refused to let anyone see her. Her forehead was already burning, and even her nose was burning.

Ye Zimo paced around the room in a fretful manner. Fu fengyi closed her eyes, but did not cooperate.

"Mom, it's fine if you don't get an injection. Can I give you a cold compress?" Ye Zimo coaxed her in a low voice like a child, and Fu Fengyi shook her head.

"Then drink some water? I'll get you some hot water and drink less."

Fu Fengyi still shook his head.

Ye momo came out of her mother's room and called the housekeeper, telling him to stand by at any time.

"Do you have any way to cool down? She refused the cold compress. Ye mo asked the butler.

"Mr. Ye, do you think anyone else can persuade her? The fever is so high that it can't be cured. Even if she is willing to apply cold compress, the effect is limited."

Just as the two of them were discussing, the housekeeper's headset came in and the security guard asked, "Yelishizhang is here. The car is at the door."

Ye Zimo's first reaction was not to let him in, but when he thought of his mother's current situation, he hesitated a little and said to the housekeeper, "Let him wait."

After that, he went into the room and said to his mother with some provocation, "Yelishizhang is here. I guess it's up to you. I want him to go back right away."

Fu Fengyi, who kept his eyes closed, heard Yelishizhang's words, and his eyebrows moved. Then, as Ye Zimo had expected, he opened his eyes and said to him, "Call him in."

She finally spoke, and ye mo breathed a sigh of relief, but her face was still serious and fierce, and she put on a negotiating expression and said very seriously, "I can let him in and take care of you here, but I have a condition that you must accept the treatment I arranged, or I will not let him in my house for the rest of my life."

Fu Fengyi let out a long sigh. It had been her long-cherished wish for the father and son to get along well. Although it was sometimes contradictory, in general, she did not want to see them always fighting against each other.

"Let him in!" She said weakly.

Only then did ye mo raise his voice and say to the butler, "Tell the security guard at the door to let Yelishizhang's car go. In addition, go and invite both doctors over immediately."

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

When Fu Fengyi heard that Ye Haoran had arrived early in the morning, his face seemed to brighten up a little. Ye Zimo knew that after all these years, his mother still loved the man who lost their child, just as he would occasionally care about that man in his heart.

After a while, Ye Haoran entered the main house. The butler respectfully called Yelishizhang and led him to Fu Fengyi's bedroom.

"Feng Yi, how are you?" As soon as Ye Haoran entered, he headed straight for Fu Fengyi.

He heard her voice last night and was worried, so he rushed to the villa before dawn.

At this time, Fu Fengyi's face was already burning red, and her breathing rate was much higher than usual. Ye Haoran sat down beside her bed, stroked her forehead with large hands, frowned and asked her, "What is this? If you have a fever, why don't you look? Let's go. I'll take you to the hospital now."

"No need. I have a doctor in my villa." Ye Zimo said coldly.

Ye Haoran glanced at his son, pursed his lips, and then looked at Fu Fengyi again. He asked her anxiously, "Why don't you look at the doctor? Why don't you go through it with yourself? Listen to me and ask Mo to arrange a doctor for you."

Ye mo walked a few steps towards the bed, still looking at Ye Haoran coldly, and said sarcastically, "Isn't that what she heard from you?"

Ye Haoran's brows were tightly furrowed and his hands trembled slightly. Fu Fengyi shook his head and told him not to argue with Ye Zimo.

"Mo, you go out. I have something to say to your father. Just tell them to come in when the doctor comes."

Fu Fengyi had agreed to see a doctor. Ye Zimo knew it had something to do with Yelishizhang. Although he didn't want to see him here, for his mother's sake, he forced his anger down and opened the door to go out.

After Ye Zimo left the house, Fu Fengyi gently advised ye Hao Ran, "You don't want to be upset here. You don't want to be upset there. You know, Mo did all this on purpose. The more you criticize him, the worse your relationship with him will be."

As long as Ye Haoran thought of Ye Zimo's villa, he felt angry. There was a doctor, a housekeeper, and a maid inside.

"Look at him, does he look like a person? Isn't such a big villa a waste of resources? You even deliberately told me there was a doctor here!"