The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan felt that although Ye Zimo was smiling at her today, he looked a little tired and thought it was the reason for staying up late. After dinner, she said to him, "You should rest early. I brought some work back to do."

"What do you have to do after work? Didn't you say that you spent all your time off with me?" Ye Zimo pretended to be unhappy.

"I'll accompany you tomorrow. You should rest early today."

"Come, come with me to the garden. The air is good outside." Ye mo wiped her mouth, got up, grabbed Xia Yihan's hand, and took her for a walk.

She knew that she was a little sad these two days, so he had to spend more time with her.

This man, even though he was tired, was still thinking about her. Could you say that he didn't love her?

Xia Yihan followed Ye Zimo out of the main house and slowly walked towards the garden.

Many flowers are in bloom at this time of the year. At night, they come out for a walk and smell the fragrance of the flowers. They are quiet and beautiful. They did not speak and silently held each other's hands until they walked to the pavilion next to the garden and sat down.

"Mo, don't stand in front of me when you're tired. I'll be heartbroken." Xia Yihan said softly. Ye Zimo rubbed her hair and said with a smile, "Silly, what's so tiring about a man? He's not tired."

"Men are human beings, not machines. How can they not be tired? You stayed up late last night, didn't sleep all night, and didn't rest during the day. Look at you. Your dark circles are so heavy, and you say you're not tired. Don't say you're not tired!" Xia Yihan said as stubbornly as a child, her tenderness, her thoughtfulness made ye mo xin move. He took her in his arms and said very gently, "Little thing, when I see you, I'm really not tired. If you don't believe me, check it out. I can handle you a few times now."

Xia Yihan's face couldn't help but turn red again. He said in a low voice, "Fuck you, you're the least serious. All right, lie down. I'll massage your scalp. I heard it's very relaxing."

"No need."

"Use it! You lie down!" Xia Yihan pulled Ye Zimo over. Seeing that the little thing was very insistent, he simply let her press it.

Ye Zimo was lying on a bench in the pavilion with her head on Xia Yihan's thigh. A few of her fingers were slowly inserted into his hair and pushed back and forth on his scalp.

Ye Zimo closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment with unprecedented comfort.

"How is it? Is it really relaxing? Is it comfortable?" Xia Yihan asked.

"Very comfortable, thank you, baby." Ye Zimo said gently.

Xia Yihan felt that he could finally do something for him, so he rubbed his scalp even harder.

Afraid that her small hands would be sore and her fingers were so thin, he enjoyed it for a while, then got up and said, "Okay, you try what it feels like. I'll touch it for you too."

Xia Yihan didn't refuse either. It was a rare moment for them.

The two of them exchanged positions. She lay on his lap, his long fingers sticking into her hair, imitating her appearance, massaging her scalp.

"Mmm... It's so comfortable. It's really comfortable."

In order to affirm ye, Xia Yihan snorted softly every time he moved. However, she did not know how easily such a snort would make people think wrongly.

"It's still windy outside. Let's go back to our room. I'll rub it for you when we get back." Ye Zimo's voice was a little hoarse, but Xia Yihan didn't notice.

"Is there any wind? I feel very comfortable." She said innocently and stupidly that Ye Zimo was even more moved by this unguarded look.

Even if he was sitting here with Xia Yihan and sharing his life, he would still occasionally think of the children in the hospital and couldn't help but worry.

But he thought that as long as he was by Xia Yihan's side, he should focus all his attention on her. He couldn't let her live a better life because the birth of her child had declined. The quality of life, of course, also included that aspect. He had to make her woman happy from body to heart.

Ye mo carried Xia Yihan, who was still immersed in the comfort and softness of the massage, back to his room. When he put him on the bed, he said to her solemnly, "I learned to massage. I did a full body massage. I just finished the head massage. Now I'm massaging you."

"Okay." Xia Yihan answered meekly.

Ye then reached out to take off her home clothes, and only then did she realize that someone had ulterior motives.

"Little thing, I miss you." He inhaled for a while, murmured, and began to lure her even more intensely.

Not long after, Xia Yihan collapsed into the gentle and sometimes strong atmosphere he created.

...

In the end, there was no doubt that Xia Yihan was tired. She leaned against him and gasped for air.

He liked to see her as soft as if she had lost her bones. Every time, he would hold her tightly and would not let go for a long time.

The night was getting darker and Xia Yihan was sleeping soundly. Ye Zimo was not asleep. He was worried about the situation in the hospital.

No news is the best news. If there is anything wrong with the child, the housekeeper will definitely call back to report it.

Ye Zimo, you have to rest well and keep your strength up. You have your parents, Yezhengheng, and your woman. You have to keep your energy up at all times.

With this in mind, ye mo slowly went to sleep. By then, it was almost dawn.

Even if Ye Zimo was asleep, he was not very stable in his dreams. The events of the day appeared in his dreams like movies.

"Your child has a congenital heart disease. He can't be operated on. He can only wait to die. He can only wait to die..." The doctor said with gritted teeth. Ye Zimo was very anxious and wanted to get rid of the dream.

"Mr. Ye, it's okay. The baby will be fine as long as we don't let the baby cry." He seemed to hear Lin Ling persuading him to look back, but the child was not there.

He was thinking about where the child had gone when he suddenly heard the child's cry. He ran to the ward and saw Yue sister-in-law, surnamed li, holding the child. The child kept crying.

Don't let the child cry! Have you forgotten? Coax the child! Don't make him cry! Ye Zimo reprimanded him and thumped him hard on the bed.

Xia Yihan was woken up by him and saw that he was dreaming. She shook him quickly.

"Mo, wake up!"

"Don't make my child cry, do you hear me?" Ye Zimo yelled. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and looked at Xia Yihan angrily. She was completely stunned.

He was so excited, his expression even a little ferocious, staring at Xia Yihan, as if he had already thought of her as the Yue sister-in-law who always made the child cry.

"Mo? You're dreaming! Wake up!" Xia Yihan shook Ye Zimo again, and then he calmed down and looked at Xia Yihan in a daze. After a few seconds, he finally realized that he was just dreaming.

Xia Yihan was still looking at him with concern. Her face was filled with worry and surprise. She was surprised by his concern for the child in his dreams.

"Scared you? I... Just had a nightmare." He explained, hugged Xia Yihan and said softly.

He had a nightmare? Is crying a nightmare? Whose child doesn't cry? Xia Yihan couldn't figure it out. Ye Zimo was supposed to be tolerant of people. Just like the butler who did so many wrong things, he still wanted him to stay in the Ye family. And doctor Hao, who had helped Song Wanting get pregnant in the first place, didn't let Ye Zimo leave because of what he had done for the Ye family for many years. Why is it that in a dream, when a child cries, he will be so angry with others?

Xia Yihan thought, maybe she was too sensitive. She didn't know why she thought that he cared so much. If one day there was a conflict between her and the child, would ye mo stand on the side of the child?

"Silly girl, why are you so timid? Are you really scared?" Seeing that xia Yihan didn't say anything, Ye Zimo asked again and hugged her tighter.

Xia Yihan sighed, his heart turning a thousand times, but he still said what he was worried about. The two of them should be honest, that's what she thought.

Mo, you dreamt that someone made the child cry, didn't you? Who made the child cry?"

"Yue sister-in-law." Ye mo didn't want to talk much. His dream was not only about the crying of the child, but also about the doctor's announcement. Now that he was awake, the scene in his dream was still vivid. The doctor said that waiting for death made him sweat all over his body. The doctor didn't dare to say that in the morning. He already knew that the doctor meant it, but he didn't dare to say it, so he subconsciously remembered the information and dreamed about it.

"Mo, I want to ask you a question. I mean, if one day, I accidentally made the baby cry, would you blame me like this?" Xia Yihan looked up uncertainly at Ye Zimo's face.

Ye Zimo was still thinking, he must cure the child, he came to this world, he has the obligation to let him live a long and healthy life.

He was the father of the child. He hugged and coaxed him, and the child stopped crying, proving that the child was dependent on his father.

"Hmm? What did you say?" Ye mo asked. Xia Yihan noticed that his eyes were empty. Although he was awake, it seemed that his attention was still in a dream.

Xia Yihan suddenly felt a little upset. Was this feeling jealous? Jealous of a newborn baby, the blame child diverted Ye Zimo's attention from her to him? This is not right, this kind of thinking is too heartless. Xia Yihan felt a little guilty and couldn't help but feel that her question just now was too selfish.

The child is Ye Zimo's biological child, do you need to ask? The child was so small, so fragile, and needed adult protection. If there was a problem between her and the child, it must be her fault. It could not be the child's fault. Since she wanted to accept the child, she needed to be strong enough to be tolerant and love the child.

Xia Yihan, think about it. If the child was your child, would you still have such a question? Obviously, there will be no such doubts and worries. It seems that your thoughts have not been completely straightened out, and your requirements for yourself are still not high enough.

Xia Yihan smiled and said, "Nothing, a silly thing. Let's go to bed. We have a lot of work to do tomorrow. You should go to the hospital."

"Okay, go to sleep. You go to sleep first." Ye Zimo put his arm around Xia Yihan and lay down again.

He didn't ask her what she was thinking. He wasn't like that before. Even if she had a little negative emotion, he would ask her what she was thinking.

She could feel his thoughts still resting on the child, a little bitter, and then she fell into a new round of reflection.

Xia Yihan, you're not too selfish. You may just not be used to his life of having children. Everything will be fine when he sees them.

She didn't sleep, neither did Ye Zimo.

After daybreak, Ye Zimo went to work out as usual. At this time, Xia Yihan fell asleep. He got up very gently and didn't wake her up.

Xia yihan set the alarm and got up at 7: 30 to wash up.

The two of them had breakfast together. After breakfast, ye yemo sent Xia Yihan to work.

Mo, if you're busy, you don't have to send me to work. I can do it alone. Besides, I'm not alone. Didn't you arrange for Xia Yiqing to follow me?"

"It's okay. It's on the way."

"It's not on the way. It'll take at least half an hour to drive me to the hospital after you send me there."

Xia Yihan understood Ye Zimo's intentions. He was using his actions to make her understand that with a child, he would not lose his company with her.

She would be happy if he thought so. Even if he didn't accompany her, she would gradually get used to it.

"Okay, I said it's on the way. I have to go to work too." Ye Zimo rubbed Xia Yihan's hair to stop her from arguing with him.

After sending xia Yihan to the company, ye mo frowned and thought about it. She still told the driver to go to the hospital first.

He said he wouldn't go today, but he couldn't be at ease until he saw it with his own eyes.

When ye mo arrived at the hospital, Song Wanting had already had breakfast and was breastfeeding the child. He glanced outside the door and didn't see Song Wanting crying out for pain. She was looking at the baby while breastfeeding, and her expression was still maternal.

It was her own child, and it was impossible for her to say that she didn't love or like it.

The child didn't cry, so he didn't plan to go in.

"Mr. Ye!" Mrs. Yue, who had gone to fetch hot water, called out respectfully. When Song Wanting heard that ye mo had come, he was immediately overjoyed.

Xiaohengheng, your father is here. Did you hear that? Look, your father is so nice and caring about you. He's so busy, and he still takes the time to come to see you early in the morning."

After all, Song Wanting was still in the moonlight, and Ye Zimo didn't want her to be too depressed. Since she knew he was coming, he still showed up.

Sister-in-law yue quickly stepped forward and opened the door. The housekeeper welcomed her out as well as Yue sister-in-law and the other servants, "Hello, Mr. Ye!"

Ye mo raised his hand and said, "This is a hospital. Don't do this in the future. If you make too much noise, it will disturb the rest of the patients in other wards."

There were already enough people here, and he wouldn't have wanted to make such a fuss in the hospital if there weren't special circumstances.

"Zi Mo, you're here? Did you sleep well last night?" Song Wanting asked gently. After a whole night's rest, her face was much better now.

"Not bad. How was the baby last night? Didn't he cry?"

Sure enough, he was still so concerned about the child. Song Wanting was happy and said proudly, "No, our child, of course, is the most sensible. Besides, with so many people taking care of him, I won't let him cry."

"It's good not to cry. It's been hard on everyone." Ye Zimo glanced at Yue sister-in-law, who was one less than yesterday. Yue sister-in-law, whom Song Wanting insisted on not, had left. Lin Ling said that a new one would be arranged today.

The sister-in-law of the moon breathed a sigh of relief and secretly prayed in her heart that the young master must not cry. As long as you don't cry, we will work for a year in this month.

"I'm going to work." Ye mo said.

"Are you leaving as soon as you get here? Hug the baby!" Song Wanting looked at Ye Zimo expectantly. Her desire for Ye Zimo to be close to the child was obvious.

"I'm breastfeeding. If I don't hug him, I'll cry instead."

"Okay!" Song Wanting sighed and said reluctantly, "You go to work, noon... Forget it, you should be busy. You don't have to come. I know you are busy."

How could he not understand what he was trying to say?

"I'll come over when I have time." Ye Zimo said gently, then took a look at the child's small face. He looked really cute when he was breastfeeding.

Just as ye mo reached the door, Song Wanting stopped him again, "Mo, help me see if the child's face is yellow. My mother said that many children will have icterus after birth. I can't tell. Please take a look at it for me."

Ye Zimo did not speak and turned around to look at the child's little face.