The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

That night, the people of Ye Zhai were forced to listen to the sound of their faces flushing and hearts beating all night. That night, Xia Yihan realized that compared to today, Ye Zimo was very gentle. When Xia Yihan was about to fall asleep, Ye Zimo's voice was still in his ear, which was unsatisfied with her desires, "Baby, it will never be enough for you."

Xia Yihan was exhausted from the torture. She had no strength to answer a word from Ye Zimo. She closed her eyes and fell asleep quietly, leaving Ye Zimo alone.

Ye Zimo looked at her delicate face and her heart was complicated. Yezhengheng, who was thinking of leaving, did you blame her father, son? Dad wasn't a good father, but dad couldn't bear to part with Yihan's mother.

The morning dawned earlier than before. Xia Yihan had just opened her tears. When she woke up for the first time, she touched the warm body beside her and went back to sleep peacefully. Ye Zimo left without her noticing.

In the dream, Xia Yihan saw ye mo roaring at him. The anger on his face was not fake, and he was even angrier than when Yezhengheng left. Xia Yihan wanted to ask Ye Zimo why he was angry, but Song Wanting didn't know why he came out of there. She looked at Xia Yihan ferociously and loudly told him that she was going to take revenge on her.

"No, it's not true." Xia Yihan screamed and wanted to run away from her. She hurriedly took off her stilettos and took them off twice before she managed to escape. Xia Yihan's only thought at this moment was that she didn't know how long she had been running until she couldn't see Song Wanting behind her. Xia Yihan stopped and gasped for air. Her legs were sore and she couldn't even stand up. A place to rest. She was secretly glad that she had finally gotten rid of Song Wanting, who wanted to eat her alive.

Xia Yihan didn't understand why Ye Zimo was angry with her. This was something she couldn't even figure out. Was yesterday's tenderness fake?

She tried her best not to think of a single reason. Since she couldn't think of it, Xia Yihan decided not to think about it. She stood up and found herself in a strange environment. She didn't know where she was. Xia Yihan wanted to get out of the fog first, but in fact, let things go for the time being.

Before she could take a few steps, Xia Yihan saw many people in the distance. They were laughing and talking. She was so far away that she could not see what they were doing or what they were saying.

Xia Yihan bent down and walked over with her shoes in her hands, getting closer and closer, and her heart began to panic for no reason.

It was a newlyweds' wedding ceremony.

"I wish the bride and groom a happy marriage for a hundred years." A higher blessing hovered in the sky for a long time, and Xia Yihan also offered his most sincere blessing.

I don't know who handed Xia Yihan a glass and asked Xia Yihan to make a toast. She didn't want to go. She thought about other people's wedding and Xia Yihan didn't want to disappoint others. She took the glass, walked to the bride and groom, and raised the glass.

"Congratulations, both of you."

The following words had not been said, and it was too late to say them. The unspoken blessing was stuck in Xia Yihan's throat like a fish bone, unable to spit out or swallow. She looked at the two familiar faces. One was the person she loved the most, Ye Zimo, and the other was her sister, Zhong Yunshang, whom she admired. How did they get married? For the first time, Xia Yihan felt that his life was all black and colorless.

"No, no." Xia Yihan screamed, "You can't get married." She couldn't explain why. All she knew was that ye mo was hers. Xia Yihan began to fear life without Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo looked down at Xia Yihan as if he were a stranger. Zhong Yunshang looked at Xia Yihan with disdain. The corners of his mouth were full of sarcasm, which was very different from the expression they usually had.

The two of them began to exchange rings in the blessings of the crowd. Ye Zimo put his big hand on Zhong Yunshang's thin waist, and Xia Yihan looked at the two people who began to hug in disbelief. One was her sister, and the other was her fiancé. These two people walked up to the auditorium in front of her! Xia Yihan's eyes widened. No, she wanted to stop them from getting married.

"Zi Mo, she's my sister!" Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo with tears in her eyes, not only tears in her eyes, but her heart was already numb with pain. Xia Yihan hoped Ye Zimo could hear what he said!

"Xia Yihan, I'm not your sister, Zi Mo. Let's go." With a triumphant smile on his face and a gorgeous wedding dress on his face, Zhong Yunshang followed Ye Zimo in a suit and leather shoes, and the two matching figures disappeared from Xia Yihan's sight.

"No, no." Xia Yihan screamed and sat up. It was a dream, but it felt so real. It was so real that Xia Yihan thought it was real. Ye Zimo's side was already cold. It seemed that he had already gotten up.

Xia Yihan couldn't sleep anymore. She just got up and looked out the window. Song Wanting's hideous smile was always in her eyes. Zhong Yunshang was wearing a wedding dress. Xia Yihan decided to go to Ye Zimo. She had to quickly forget about it. Xia Yihan warned herself time and again that it was just a dream.

It happened to be sunday. Ye Zimo wasn't at work, so she asked a maid. Xia Yihan easily knew that ye mo was in the study. She decided to go to him.

Xia Yihan was standing outside, wondering if he should knock or break through the door. Would he be okay in the study? Would she disturb him if she went in?

Mr. Ye, Song Wanting's paranoid psychosis has turned into paranoid psychosis. Sending her to a mental hospital for treatment is the best option. After all, I want to treat her well and everything she needs is the best in the hospital." A male voice was so caught off guard that it entered Xia Yihan's eardrums. Did Song Wanting have a mental illness? She thought she would be happy. Song Wanting's mental illness meant that she could no longer destroy her and Ye Zimo. She thought that once Song Wanting was not treated well, she would spend the rest of her life in illness, and Xia Yihan would pity her instead!

Song Wanting was cruel enough to Xia Yihan, and the thought made people shudder. Xia Yihan thought deeply, and finally concluded that Song Wanting was just a poor woman.

Now that she was crazy, childless, and mentally ill, Xia Yihan could not bear to ignore her. Maybe Wine would scold her when he found out.

Xia Yihan slammed the door open.

"Yihan?" Ye Zimo, who was about to speak, looked at Xia Yihan in surprise. Was there something wrong with her? The doctor opposite Ye Zimo also looked at Xia Yihan. He looked at his face. The person who wanted to come in was Mr. Ye's important person. He smiled and nodded at Xia Yihan.

Today, Ye Zimo was wearing a formal, black, high-end handmade suit. Ye Zimo in Xia Yihan's dream began to coincide with him. Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo in a daze. Even the doctor didn't see her say hello. This scene fell into Ye Zimo's eyes word by word. Xia Yihan's condition was not right, and this information suddenly entered his mind.

"Yihan, what's wrong with you?" Ye Zimo strode over to Xia Yihan and pulled Xia Yihan into her arms, trying to use her own temperature to drive away the uneasiness in her heart.

The sudden movement and warmth woke Xia Yihan up.

"Zi Mo, Song Wanting is already very pitiful. Shall we send her to the hospital?" Xia Yihan looked up at Ye Zimo and said earnestly. He also climbed onto his strong arm, shook his sleeve, and looked coquettish.

"Aren't you afraid that she'll steal you from me when she's done?" Ye Zimo said with a straight face. The speaker didn't mean it. It sounded intentional. Xia Yihan thought of that terrifying dream. Zi Mo, will you be taken away? Elder sister Yunshang, will you take zimo away? Xia Yihan was afraid. She thought that without Ye Zimo, Xia Yihan would not be Xia Yihan anymore, but she couldn't be ruthless and watch Song Wanting get sick like this.

Xia Yihan remained silent for a few minutes and struggled with her thoughts. This choice might make her take a detour in the future.

"Zi Mo, I'm afraid." Xia Yihan's voice was a little shaky and her tone changed. She looked at Ye Zimo intently, her eyes full of expectation. "Zi Mo, you must not be taken away by them, okay!" She looked at Ye Zimo stubbornly like a poor pet, trying to get his promise! Ye Zimo smiled and nodded. Xia Yihan leaned against Ye Zimo's chest and listened to his powerful heartbeat. The reality of this moment comforted her a lot.

"But I can't watch Song Wanting go on like this. Even though she didn't treat me well, it's just that she loves you very much. If she didn't love you too much, she wouldn't have framed me with her child." Xia Yihan looked up at Ye Zimo again and said. She carefully observed his expression, especially when talking about the child. She looked into Ye Zimo's eyes without blinking. She was not sure what Yezhengheng meant to Ye Zimo now. She just wanted to make Ye Zimo happy.

Ye Zimo tried hard to hide it, but a deep pain in his eyes did not escape Xia Yihan's eyes. He coughed and lit Xia Yihan's nose and said, "You, you really make people reluctant to let go. You are so kind, how could I be snatched away by others?"

"Zi Mo, you mean you promised to send Song Wanting to the mental hospital?" Xia Yihan's bright eyes pierced into Ye Zimo's heart. Ye Zimo's dark eyes grew thicker and more mysterious.

"Yes, yes, with a kind person like you, all the bad people in the world will clap their hands and say yes." Ye Zimo nodded and motioned for the lightbulb doctor to step down. He couldn't be ruthless. When he heard that Song Wanting's condition was getting worse, he couldn't stand by and even if Xia Yihan didn't say anything, he planned to transfer Song Wanting to a good mental hospital in the country. Ye Zimo would even find someone to contact a foreign expert.

"Zi Mo, you're so kind." When Xia Yihan saw that there were only two people in the study, he couldn't help but peck on the dark and thin lips of the leaves. As soon as he touched his mouth, he left quickly. His face was red, like a child who was caught doing something bad.

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yihan dangerously, his eyes burning with lust.

"Zi Mo, call dahui to contact the hospital." Xia Yihan didn't dare to look Ye Zimo in the eye. She cleverly changed the subject. Even if she couldn't escape, she had to work hard. It wouldn't be a good deal to be wiped clean without hard work. When Xia Yihan thought about last night, her legs started to soften.

Ye Zimo did not miss the slightest expression on Xia Yihan's face. He knew that Xia Yihan was exhausted yesterday, so it seemed that he had to hold it in.