The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan was almost desperate. If he insisted, she would not sacrifice her body. She had to leave.

She was really grateful that this sentence was not qualified. No matter what, she could continue to stay.

She only hoped that the person she wanted to see would come earlier, so that she would not have to walk on thin ice around this difficult Mr. Ye.

Xia Yihan followed him down the corridor to the last door, where he stood with his hands in his pockets, waiting for her to open the door.

She lowered her head and turned the metal doorknob away, saying softly, "Mr. Ye, please!"

He walked into the bedroom expressionless, and Xia Yihan followed with some nervousness.

His bedroom was different from the grand european style, which was dominated by gold. The lights inside were dim, and the wallpaper was all purple-black, looking dark.

The bedroom was large and the bed was large, at least two meters wide. The color of the bed was mainly black.

The only light in the room came from the crystal chandelier on the bed, but even the base of the crystal chandelier was black.

Looking at the gloomy layout of the bedroom, Xia Yihan seemed to have found the inexplicable reason why ye was acting.

"Close the door!" He gave a heavy command, and Xia Yihan bit his lip again subconsciously, then turned around and closed the door.

Ye mo reached for the belt around her waist and untied it neatly. Just like the last time in the bathroom, she naturally took off her clothes and pants, leaving only a pair of black boxers.

Xia Yihan did not dare to look at him, and he did not give any more instructions. After taking off his clothes, he walked straight to a door in the corner of the bedroom.

She guessed that he was going to take a bath, and probably wanted her to follow him, so she quietly followed him, but he said coldly, "Don't follow me in."

She could not wait and stopped immediately.

Between his showers, she did not know what she could do, nor did she know what it was worth to work the night shift in someone else's bedroom, like a palace maid in ancient times?

She stood there, her eyes riveted by the two pictures on his bedside table.

A closer look showed that a group photo was taken at the palace museum. It was estimated that it had been years and months, and the edges were a little yellow. The little boy in the photo might be surnamed ye, with a childlike smile on his face. A woman hugged him lovingly, probably his mother.

The other one was a recent photo, with the same character, and the background was Prague square, where Xia Yihan was fascinated.

He pursed his lips tightly in this chapter, not a single smile on his face. His mother's loving expression remained the same.

Xia Yihan looked at the photos in a daze and thought, why are they just pictures of him and his mother? Is he not on good terms with his father?

So, she...

Just as he thought of this, he suddenly felt a warm breath floating in his ear, and his voice sounded very softly, "Interested in this? It's just a picture of the mother and son."

Xia Yihan was startled, then calmed down and explained in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I, I just didn't know what to do here, so I took a look."

Ye Zimo didn't believe it, but he didn't say anything. He just pointed to the sofa at the end of the bed and said, "Sleep!"

He didn't say what he was going to do at night either. She always felt that he was doing it just like the last time he said she was seducing him. Maybe he was just trying to see her being embarrassed by those women tomorrow.

They certainly wouldn't disappoint her. If he had to torture a woman like this for fun, she wouldn't disappoint him.

She lay down on the sofa, and he lay down on his big bed. He had only known her for two days and had been living in the same room strangely. Maybe he was used to being served, so he could take off his clothes so naturally in front of her, but she was still not used to being so close to a strange man.

He was like a demon, making her feel like a cat that caught a mouse, trying to tease her. Was it really that interesting?

Ye Zimo, who seemed to be sleeping soundly, was actually very alert, keeping a close eye on her every move.

He knew that his father's opponent, the president of the provincial chamber of commerce, would put people next to him. All he wanted was to gather some evidence against his father and bring him down. In the video, he was able to confirm that the person who was inserted was the woman who was sleeping on the sofa at this time, because she was not a secular woman at first sight and would not approach him in order to marry into a wealthy family like Fang Lina.

All night long, he didn't give any orders. Xia Yihan was still in high spirits and didn't dare to fall asleep. When he was really sleepy, he took a nap.

After dawn, Ye Zimo got up to wash up. She realized that he didn't like to be served when there weren't many people around. She seemed so much more than capable of following him around and had nothing to do at all.

"Mr. Ye, we're about to gather. Can I go back to the workers' area?" She asked softly.

"No!"

He did it on purpose! Why is this kind of son of an official so hateful?

She could only follow him to the gym after he washed up.

At six o' clock, all the maids gathered at the entrance of the workers' area.

The butler asked with a dark face where xia Yihan had gone. Zhao Tianai said in a strange voice, "I don't know. I haven't been home all night. Maybe I slept in some man's bed."

Not going back for a night was explosive news. Fang Lina and Sun Mengmeng secretly guessed that they were not in the prince's bed.

Under the guidance of the butler, they still had the same rules and lined up to go to the gym.

A group of people had just stepped into the door when they heard ye mo talking to Xia Yihan. His voice was not very loud and everyone could hear him clearly.

"Last night, your service was fine, but don't go into my bedroom without my orders. I hate women who take the initiative."

Oh my god, is she really sleeping with the crown prince?

The three jealous women were so angry that they could not wait to pounce on her and tear her apart.

Even if Xia Yihan had expected that he would throw her into these hungry lions again, and hear him say it in her own ears, she still felt indescribably aggrieved and uncomfortable.

Ye Zimo's tone was cold, and it sounded like he was angry. The housekeeper rushed forward and reprimanded Xia Yihan to calm his anger.

"How dare you do such a shameless thing! I..."

Whether he wanted her to pack up and leave or not, he was confused.

While hesitating, Fang Lina took a step forward and said, "I'll help you teach her a lesson!" As she spoke, she reached out her hand and threw it at Xia Yihan's delicate face.