The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Thirteen took Xia Yihan to a beautiful room, which was decorated in pink, and the bedding was very high-end.

"Miss Xia, I'm out. There's everything you need here. Just tell me what you need. We'll buy it for you." Thirteen took out a black business card with only a phone number and name and handed it to Xia Yihan, "This is my phone number. Look for me if you need anything."

Xia Yihan took the card with both hands and read it carefully in front of Thirteen before putting it away.

Thirteen narrowed her eyes. She didn't say anything, but she had a good impression of xia Yihan. After all, many people liked to pretend to be powerful and thought that they could fly to the sky with a good boyfriend.

Without a word, Thirteen left the room and closed the door.

When Xia Yihan saw Thirteen quit, she couldn't wait to take out her cell phone. It was brand new. There was no number. It didn't matter. His number was already engraved on her mind. Even if she forgot it, she couldn't forget it.

She dialed the phone.

Ye Zimo looked at the call. He looked at it quietly.

It seemed that it was time for Ye Zimo to continue what he was doing.

Zi Mo, answer the phone. Xia Yihan was on the phone with her earphone. That's good. She wanted to give Ye Zimo a healthy child.

Xia Yihan pursed her lips. Zi Mo, I understand you're busy now. Since you're busy, I'll call you later.

Ye Zimo was busy, too. He was busy dealing with Zhong Yuquan, busy plotting how to get back at Zhong Yuquan.

Yan Qingyan stood in the hall and looked at Ye Zimo's study. He wanted to go up and tell Ye Zimo that he was not Ye Zihan.

Before he could step out, Wine's joyful voice sounded, "Why are you still here?"

Wine wanted to eat something. She saw someone in the hall from afar. The lights were on. She didn't expect it to be Yan Qingyan.

Yan Qingyan looked at Wine. The courage he had mustered was gone again. He could not forget what Wine said she liked about being rich and handsome.

"I came here to take a look alone."

Wine couldn't see what Yan Qingyan was thinking. He took Yan Qingyan to dinner.

Hehe, Wine thinks nothing is better than eating.

Yan Qingyan smiled indulgently and followed Wine to find food.

Fu Fengyi smiled at the pair.

At 7: 40 the next day, Xia Yihan took out his phone and called Ye Zimo again, but no one answered.

This lasted for two days, and she could not remember how many calls Xia Yihan made. She only remembered that every time she made a phone call, she dialed excitedly and hung up in disappointment.

Xia Yihan wanted to call Wine to ask about Ye Zimo, but he was afraid that Ye Zimo would be unhappy. There must be a reason why he didn't answer her call.

Bored. Xia Yihan wanted to read, but she had everything in her room. It was a pity she didn't have any books. Xia Yihan thought to herself, go look for Thirteen. She should have a book.

Before she could find Thirteen, Thirteen had brought her breakfast.

"Miss Xia, why are you out?"

Don't blame Thirteen for asking, but blame Yihan for staying in her own little world these days, thinking of calling Ye Zimo all the time, never going out for half a step. Can't she not be surprised to see Xia Yihan come out? Surprised as surprised, Thirteen was calm. She didn't have much expression and didn't have much emotion.

"Thirteen, I was just going to look for you. I didn't expect to meet you here." Xia Yihan said happily. Ye Zimo should be busy at this time. She couldn't disturb him, "I want to read and pass the time."

"Miss Xia, you have breakfast first. I'll buy you a book." Thirteen said calmly, letting Xia Yihan go first.

Xia Yihan never had an appetite. She wanted to say that you should take it back. No, the baby in her stomach kicked her at this time. This kick made Xia Yihan come to her senses. Even if she didn't eat, the baby in her stomach couldn't stop eating.

Seeing that Thirteen did not have the tendency to go first, Xia Yihan slowly moved forward.

After living in a strange environment for a few days, Xia Yihan still couldn't get used to it. She didn't like ink without leaves.

"Miss Xia, what kind of books do you want?" Thirteen put down her breakfast and asked. She was not very clear about Xia Yihan's habits. Ye Zimo didn't explain much.

For a moment, Xia Yihan didn't know what book he wanted to read.

"Take whatever you want, just pass the time." Xia Yihan thought about it and said," she really doesn't know what book she can see now. She reads whatever book Thirteen brings."

"Miss Xia, wait a minute. I'm going to bring the book." Thirteen nodded without asking.

Xia Yihan swallowed those tasteless things, and she began to miss Ye Zimo again. Just because she had been apart for a few days, she missed him madly. Xia Yihan did not dare to think that if she left him, it would be better to die than to live.

Thirteen moved very quickly. Before Xia Yihan finished her breakfast, she came over with a huge stack of books in her arms.

Looking at the books in Thirteen's hands, Xia Yihan felt very guilty, "In fact, you can have one or two of them. I'll take a look." Xia Yihan felt bad that she had only said one word to make others work so hard.

"There are many types of books. If you need anything else, just say it." Thirteen had a better impression of xia Yihan. People like them couldn't have feelings of their own. Thirteen still looked at xia Yihan with a sunny look. Maybe Xia Yihan was Ye Zimo's woman, thought Xia Yihan.

"Thank you. That's enough." Xia Yihan walked to the desk and looked at the books. She had gone back to her old times. Her life was not as good as it is now, but she was happy and carefree in the past. She did not know what to miss.

Thirteen watched as Xia Yihan fell into her own thoughts. She lifted her plate and quietly left the study. She closed the door thoughtfully. The smiling girl in the door made her very envious. She had never smiled so brightly before.

Xia Yihan picked up the books on the table. There were office management, ancient poems, stories, and philosophy. Thirteen was really thoughtful.

Xia Yihan picked up a storybook, read other people's stories, and realized her life. She slowly stroked the words, elegantly opened the door, and read them page by page. Time flowed like water, and Xia Yihan sank into another world.

A story in the book made her look out the window.

A couple was opposed by their parents, and they decided to elope. The male protagonist told the female protagonist that he would go to her unless he could not leave the house.

The story was short, but the author's words were concise. Xia Yihan cried as she looked at it. She thought of Ye Zimo. He had taken a phone call from her for so long and never replied to her. Even text messages were stingy.

Xia Yihan was even more eager to see Ye Zimo.

She put down the book in her hand and dialed the number she knew so well. She kept praying in her heart, Zi Mo, will you answer my call? Please, answer my call.

God didn't seem to hear her pleading. No matter how much Xia Yihan called, Ye Zimo wouldn't answer.

Ye Zimo sat at his desk, processing documents while his eyes involuntarily turned to his cell phone. It seemed that reading the cell phone had become his habit, and in just a few days, he had developed a new habit.

Ye mo looked at his phone and saw him running to the hospital. Ye Haoran had regrets on his face. Zhong Yuquan was you. Ye Zimo sat up in a fretful state. He hated himself. Why did he keep thinking about Xia Yihan? He always thought he could be ruthless. Ye Zimo sadly realized that he couldn't do it. As long as that person was Xia Yihan, all his strength collapsed. He couldn't go on like this.

The phone on the table kept ringing, shaking against Ye Zimo's heart. Thinking about Zhong Yuquan's schemes, Ye Zimo slowly calmed down.

No, he couldn't take xia Yihan's call, and he didn't text her back. Ye Zimo was afraid that he wouldn't be able to miss her.

Xia Yihan began to worry about whether something difficult had happened to Ye Zimo before sending her to this deserted island. What important things will happen?

"Zi Mo, can you give me a message?" Xia Yihan texted Ye Zimo again. She didn't know what she wanted. She just wanted to hear his voice and see if he was okay.

The text message was like a stone sinking into the sea without any reply.

In the evening, Xia Yihan had no appetite at all. She was still in the study, and Thirteen forced her to go back to her bedroom to rest.

Sitting alone on the luxurious bed, Xia Yihan was not sleepy at all. She was very familiar with the layout of the house, which was almost the same as Ye Zimo's original room. It was these familiar objects. Xia Yihan thought of Ye Zimo again and again, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

It wasn't until four in the morning that Xia Yihan slowly fell asleep. It was summer, and it couldn't. At six, she woke up. Xia Yihan couldn't sleep no matter how much she missed him or why she was alone.

When she woke up early in the morning, Xia Yihan spent all her time thinking about the laughter and laughter when she was with Ye Zimo.

Thirteen knocked on Xia Yihan's door early to let her have breakfast. Xia Yihan didn't feel hungry at all.

"Thirteen, you eat. I'm sleeping." Xia Yihan didn't know how to refuse. She knew that if she said she didn't want to eat, Thirteen would definitely persuade her to eat. Xia Yihan really couldn't eat a grain of rice.

Before eleven o' clock, Thirteen knocked on the door again for Xia Yihan to eat.

"Miss Xia, lunch is ready." Xia Yihan couldn't find a good excuse, so she slowly packed up and went to the restaurant. She looked around and enjoyed the familiar and unfamiliar environment.

Looking at Thirteen walking across the street, Xia Yihan lowered his head and quickened his steps.

"Miss Xia, take your time." Thirteen was not the kind of person who cared about people, but Xia Yihan's movements changed too obviously. Once she sped up, it was Thirteen's responsibility to make things worse for Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan nodded with a dry smile. She couldn't walk as fast as she wanted.

Looking at the delicacies and delicacies, Xia Yihan had no appetite at all. She ate grain by grain and only ate half a bowl of rice in half an hour.

Thirteen looked at Xia Yihan in a daze. She had never seen such a small amount of food.

"I'm full." Xia Yihan said with a smile, but that smile was no different from a bitter smile.

Xia Yihan didn't look at Thirteen either, so she went back to her study alone. She texted Ye Zimo as she walked.

This kind of life had been repeating for a few days. Xia Yihan ate less and less every time and felt like throwing up when he looked at things.

She became more and more worried about Ye Zimo. After a long time, Xia Yihan thought more and more. Was it Zhong Yuquan who attacked Ye Zimo? Xia Yihan wanted to call Zhong Yuquan?