The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

When Ye Zimo returned home, he wished he could grow wings and fly to see xia Yihan immediately. He couldn't grow wings, and now was not the time. He had to slowly analyze the suspicions of this case, and strive to defend Xia Yihan as soon as possible, and return her freedom.

Ye Zimo began to recall that when she met Xia Yihan today, she said that her dress was at home. Her house was not far from sister song's house, but it was not near either. It would not happen in a short time. It seemed that the dress at the crime scene was fake. Where did Yihan's dress go? Dafeng said he wanted to tell himself the truth. What was the truth? Zhong Yuquan arrived on time. Seems like Dafeng knows something? Dafeng was a breakthrough.

Yihan also said that the handwriting comparison was elder sister Song's. Although elder sister Song was gossipy, she didn't look like a man with a side of yin and a side of yang. How could she write such terrible things in her diary?

Does elder sister Song have the habit of keeping a diary?

Yihan happened to be chopping vegetables, and the killing prop was a kitchen knife, so there was nothing he could do about it.

All the evidence pointed to Xia Yihan, all the evidence was false.

Ye mo walked to the window, opened the window and took a deep breath. He wanted to clear up these doubts and break them one by one. These doubts seemed to be unsolved, but if he was careful, he would find that they were not impeccable.

A cold wind blew in front of them. It was winter. It's new year's eve, Yihan. You must be very lonely alone. Ye Zimo's face was tinged with tenderness.

It was no warmer at night than it was in the daytime. Xia Yihan hugged each other and curled up in a corner. His whole body was cold. The coldest thing was his heart.

Xia Yihan clenched her teeth. She would never let Zhong Yuquan get away with it. Such a unscrupulous person could only harm others by sitting in that position. Even her father, Xia Yihan, did not support it.

Xia Yihan narrowed his eyes at the sound of the door opening and the glare. He didn't know what these people were doing. He was afraid, but his face was forced to remain calm.

Xia Yihan didn't ask what the person was doing and quickly thought about the situation. He actually came here at 11 o' clock? Given their unique identity, they would not be assassinated, so what would happen here? Could it be zimo? Zi Mo, you didn't agree to Zhong Yuquan's terms, did you? Don't agree to him. He's not a good man. Xia Yihan kept praying.

No, mo is not a person who prioritizes. Xia Yihan tried to convince herself.

"Miss Xia, from now on, you are no longer a suspect, but a resident under surveillance, so please ask Miss Xia to go to another place."

The man who spoke was a young man of twenty-six, and his childish face was taut, expressionless, and his words were neither servile nor haughty. His name was zhao zhen, who had just entered the police station, and he was not fully aware of these worldly matters. Zhong Yuquan had just given the order that no one else would want to come in the middle of the night. The job fell to him.

What conditions did Zi Mo agree to Zhong Yuquan? Xia Yihan stared blankly at the ground, ignoring the people standing outside.

"Miss Xia, please come out quickly. It's eleven o' clock. Your place is a little far from here."

Zhao zhen said calmly.

"Got it."

Half an hour's drive, Xia Yihan didn't know where he was, and these people didn't have the guts to mess around. Xia Yihan sat quietly, thinking about the countermeasures.

"Miss Xia, this is the key. You will live here in the future. But if you go out, you must be accompanied. Otherwise..."

"Yes." Xia Yihan took the key, did not look at zhao zhen, and opened the yard door with the light of the car lights.

The environment was fine. There was not much noise.

"You can go." Xia Yihan turned around to close the door and saw zhao zhen standing outside foolishly. Compared to the policemen who had come to the Li family to arrest him, the man in his mid-20s was full of masculinity and not so worldly.

Zhao zhen cursed herself in her heart. How could she imagine something when she looked at her back?

"Okay, Miss Xia, have a good rest."

Zhao zhen then got into the police car, her young face dyed crimson in the night sky, and ran away.

In the dark space, Xia Yihan's heartbeat was very obvious. She could count how many times her heart beat. The quieter it was, the more Xia Yihan missed Ye Zimo, his tyranny, and his warmth.

What was mo doing at this time? Did he fall asleep?

Xia Yihan sat quietly in the dark.

The Li family mansion was brightly lit, and three people were sitting in the living room with different expressions on their faces.

Zhao Wenying tried to speak a few times, but his words were stiffly swallowed. Yihan was not Li Mingjun's biological child, and he had no position to ask him to do anything for Yihan.

Li Hetai's slender fingers kept tapping on the coffee table, trying to figure out a way.

"What did Zhong Yuquan say to you today?"

Li mingjun didn't want to ask, but then he thought, this is a clue, maybe we can see what Zhong Yuquan wants to do. Zhao Wenying is his beloved person, and Yihan is not his biological daughter, but more like his own.

"He..."

Zhao Wenying didn't know how to say such shameless words. Yihan's biological father used his daughter to design other people. Zhong Yuquan, how can you do this? Zhao Wenying changed his mind about Zhong Yuquan again. He was crazy.

Li Mingjun didn't urge Zhao Wenying to look at Zhao Wenying quietly. He didn't want to force her. All these years, he believed that Wen Ying loved him.

"I want Yihan to be safe, but I want you to do what you want."

Zhao Wenying bit that but very hard, emphasizing that on the one hand was the one she loved, and on the other was the daughter she owed. She could not do anything at all.

"Mom, don't worry. We're all trying to figure something out. I'll go to Ye Zimo early tomorrow morning. I believe he's capable. He's going to see Yihan on his first day in East city." Li Mingjun sincerely hoped that he could save Xia Yihan from that dark cell.

"Well, you'll go to him tomorrow. I'll take care of whatever you need." Li Mingjun said solemnly. Zhong Yuquan, you shouldn't have made a fuss about Ye Haoran with xia Yihan. This time, you'll learn a lesson. Some people can't move just because you want to.

Zhong Yuquan, who was hiding in his secret base, felt the cold wind blowing through his back.

The phone rang again, and Zhong Yuquan impatiently answered without looking at it. "Didn't I give you an order in front of you? What else did you call?"

"Father, what order do you give? Yihan her?"

It was only when a familiar voice came that Zhong Yuquan knew that ye mo was not the one making the call. Damn it, Ye Zimo scared him a lot today. He was scared to see Zhong Yuntang, so he had to deal with Zhong Yuntang.

"Hang up, get some rest."

Zhong Yuquan cut off the phone without waiting for Zhong Yuntang to ask more. In order to prevent Zhong Yuntang from calling again, Zhong Yuquan turned off his phone directly.

On the other hand, Zhong Yuntang, who was listening to Dudu's busy tone, stared at the phone and gave the order. His father's tone was very bad, wasn't it?

Zhong Yuntang was worried about Xia Yihan. Thinking about his father's words, Zhong Yuntang was on tenterhooks.

She called Zhong Yuquan again.

The number you dialed is turned off...

In the dead of night, she didn't know who to call. She called the police station. Those people wouldn't tell her. Calling Ye Zimo, the man he once liked and knew it was impossible, now it seemed natural to mention his name.

Calling Li Hetai, the name jumped in Zhong Yuntang's heart and sank deep. She shook her head and called Ye Zimo. Subconsciously, Zhong Yuntang didn't want Li Hetai to care too much about Xia Yihan.

At this time, ye mo stood in front of the window, thinking about the suspicions of the case, and his phone rang.

Who would call so late? If only it were Yihan, the curve of Ye Zimo's mouth curved up. Thinking that Yihan was still at the police station, that smile instantly fell again. Tomorrow, he would go to see Yihan and bring her cell phone, or bring himself with him.

Zhong Yuntang, three familiar characters were dancing on the screen of her phone. How could she have called?

Zhong Yuntang was a passerby to Ye Zimo. After xia Yihan was involved in her life, Zhong Yuntang entered Ye Zimo's life.

As soon as the call was connected, Zhong Yuntang asked, "Zi Mo, did you know that my father gave Yihan..."

Zhong Yuntang didn't know what to say. She always said what she liked and did what she liked. In this matter, Zhong Yuntang didn't know what to say. What a father did to his own daughter, she actually asked Ye Zimo.

"Yihan is fine. She's now living under surveillance."

Ye Zimo interrupted the awkward atmosphere. Zhong Yuntang was different from Zhong Yuquan.

As a result, Zhong Yuntang was stunned. Could it be dad? No, if dad had ordered it earlier, it wouldn't have been today. It would have been Ye Zimo.

"Hang up, I want to see what's suspicious about these cases."

Ye Zimo was as succinct as ever, hanging up the call, looking at his phone and thinking about the possible breakthroughs in the case.

A familiar voice rang in her ear. Zhong Yuntang did not know what it was like. Without the original throbbing, it seemed very dull. She always knew that it was impossible for her and Ye Zimo. Maybe it was this kind of impossibility that prevented her from falling like Song Wanting.

Busy calls came in waves. Zhong Yuntang smiled bitterly at his phone. Zi Mo, you're still so direct, so heartless, so ruthless.

Ye Zimo looked at the screen on his phone and saw that twenty-three had almost gone to zero. He was still sleepless. He was in caoying's heart. His heart had already flown to Xia Yihan's camp. Ye Zimo was just an empty shell.

The clear birdsong outside the window woke Xia Yihan up. She opened her eyes and looked at the strange environment. She remembered that she had become a surveillance house yesterday. It seems that this is where she will live in the future. Mo, what conditions do you agree with Zhong Yuquan?

This was what Xia Yihan wanted to know. She took a long time to think about it, but did not think of a reasonable answer. She did not know when she would fall asleep.

A roar of cars caught Xia Yihan's attention. Who would come here to see him? Xia Yihan stood up and prepared to go out to take a look. After sitting for a whole night, her legs were not flowing smoothly. She struggled to move and limped towards the door.

Look at the time. It's still early. Who will be here?

Xia Yihan was puzzled. It seemed that he only knew the answer when he saw him.

The little person in her heart kept shouting. If only mo had come here, it would have been great. The order was changed only yesterday. Mo probably didn't know that I had moved out of the police prison. Was it father? Xia Yihan had mixed feelings at the thought of calling Zhong Yuquan's father.

Not far from the window, a car came running. Bentley, so familiar with the license plate, this is Zi Mo's car. Xia Yihan's eyes quickly filled with joy.