The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan took a look at the distance between Xu Haosheng and her, and it was a little awkward, and her body was a little stiff. Xu Haosheng immediately noticed this subtle movement, after all, the distance between them was the closest.

"Well, then trouble this lady."

Xu Haosheng handed Xia Yihan over to Thirteen. He glanced at Thirteen and Laowu, both of whom were acquainted with Xiaoai and had great respect for xia Laowu.

Ye Zimo lived like this.

Even though second was the best doctor, he was still in a deep sleep, as if there were no signs of waking up.

Fu fengyi and the Ye family also knew about Ye Zimo. Hai Zhixuan and Li Hetai both came to visit Ye Zimo.

As time passed, where had he been?

Xia Yihan's illness was better, but she could not speak. The second told Thirteen that xia Yihan's voice needed an opportunity.

Lin Jie was fine. Ye Zimo was the only one lying there, as usual, no matter how others talked to him.

Xia Yihan didn't seem to have much emotion at all.

"Ye Zimo, wake up."

Xia Yihan stared fixedly at Ye Zimo on the bed. Unfortunately, she could not speak and could only pray in her heart.

The others left one after another. Xia Yihan was lying beside Ye Zimo's bed.

"Mom." Nianmo tugged at Xia Yihan's sleeve and comforted her. He seemed to know that Xia Yihan was in a bad mood. Mo Xiaojun stood not far away and felt very bad to see Yihan like this, which was worse than letting him be tortured by ye mo and hai Hai Zhixuan.

"Nian Mo, let's go. Uncle will take you to rest."

Mo Xiaojun stubbornly asked Little Nianmo to call him uncle. He was Yihan's brother, not Ye Zihan from the Ye family.

Fu Fengyi looked at the situation. She stood beside Miss Mo and looked at Ye Zimo. Her lips moved and she said nothing.

Little Nianmo followed Mo Xiaojun Fu Fengyi out of the room, leaving the bitter couple behind.

Xia Yihan moved to the light and sat alone in the dark looking at Ye Zimo. She firmly held Ye Zimo's hand, trying to express her feelings.

Ye Zimo, can you wake up? As long as you wake up, we can forget the past?

No matter how much Xia Yihan prayed, Ye Zimo was still motionless. Xia Yihan couldn't wait. She pulled Ye Zimo's hand close and wrote on it all the time, interlocked her fingers with his, hoping that her temperature would wake Ye Zimo up.

As time went by, Xia Yihan was getting better and better, and Ye Zimo never woke up.

Today, as usual, many people came to ask for warmth.

"Yihan, you don't have to wait like this."

Fu Fengyi looked at Xia Yihan, who was as calm as water, without any movement. Her heart ached. She also liked Yihan's happiness. After all, paper could not hold fire. Fu Fengyi knew about ye mo and mo xiaonong, and also knew about Xia Yihan's suffering.

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo in a daze and didn't answer Fu Fengyi's question.

Zhao Wenying also advised Xia Yihan several times. Every time, Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo calmly. She didn't know if she had listened to Zhao Wenying or not. After a long time, Zhao Wenying couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

Fu Fengyi saw that xia Yihan did not respond. She shook her head helplessly and could only give up.

Mo Xiaojun frowned. Xia Yihan was the one who worried him the most. She was a part of him. He would never allow her to treat him like this.

"Xia Yihan, you can't go on like this." Mo Xiaojun cleared his throat and said weakly.

This was the first time Mo Xiaojun had ever called Xia Yihan by his first name. He thought he called her hanhan. Yihan never called Xia Yihan. It seemed that Mo Xiaojun was really angry. No matter how angry he was, Xia Yihan still looked at Ye Zimo without saying a word.

The doctor said that if Xia Yihan did not eat or drink, his body would fall, and it would not be good for his throat recovery, but the happier thing was that Xia Yihan's other injuries were in good shape.

Seeing that xia Yihan ignored him, Mo Xiaojun walked over and reached out to move Xia Yihan. His movements were neither gentle nor rude. He was still reluctant to hurt her.

"Han han, look at me, look at me, okay?" Mo Xiaojun's almost pleading voice broke Hai Qingqing, who had just arrived outside the door, and she was about to step in, not knowing whether to go in or not.

"Han han, I'm Mo Xiaojun. Look at me. I won't allow you to hurt yourself." Mo Xiaojun shook Xia Yihan, trying to wake her up.

"Yihan, you and Nian Mo. Qingqing and I will take good care of nianmo, but we can't replace you."

No matter what, Xia Yihan still looked like a stone statue, lifeless.

In any way, even xiao nianmo moved out. Xia Yihan was still like this. Mo Xiaojun was at his wit's end. He stood up helplessly. Mo Xiaojun didn't want to see it anymore. Looking at Yihan like this, Mo Xiaojun was afraid that he couldn't control himself.

How could Yihan not be like this became Mo Xiaojun's biggest task at the moment. He walked out and opened the door to see Hai Qingqing, who had shared the joys and sorrows with him for three years.

"Qingqing, why are you here?"

Mo Xiaojun looked at Hai Qingqing standing outside in puzzlement. He had always thought that he would let go of Xia Yihan and treat her as his sister. Mo Xiaojun knew that he was not qualified to give Xia Yihan happiness. He hoped that ye mo would treat her well. How did he know that something like that would happen three years ago?

"I came to see you. It's time for dinner." Hai Qingqing smiled and looked at Mo Xiaojun, trying to look at the lover opposite him with her best face, looking at the person she had been with for the rest of her life.

"Let's go." Mo Xiaojun took Hai Qingqing's hand and left feebly.

After Mo Xiaojun left, Xia Yihan pulled Ye Zimo crazily and screamed crazily, but no matter how much Xia Yihan screamed, she still couldn't make a sound.

Perhaps enough shouting was enough. Xia Yihan leaned weakly against the leaf bed and fell into a deep sleep.

In the dead of night, a drop of glistening tears fell from the corner of Xia Yihan's eyes and hit Ye Zimo's face.

Ye yemo stood on the boundless island. He clearly remembered that he fell into the big crack. How did he come to this island? Could it have been that the crack had later flowed into the water and washed him here?

Not knowing what happened to Yihan, Ye Zimo began to worry about Xia Yihan. Was she okay?

The first task now was to get out of this deserted island. There was no one, no boat, and looking at the surging water, leaf furrowed his handsome eyebrows. He could not get through it on his own.

Just as Ye Zimo was at a loss, he seemed to see an object slowly descending.

Yihan, it's Yihan.

At this moment, Ye Zimo's heart was filled with joy. After reaching out to catch Xia Yihan, he realized that his usual familiar face was very haggard, and his nimble eyes could not be closed.

The pain was overwhelming, and ye mo pushed back with Xia Yihan in his arms.

Just one step back, the man in his hand slowly flew away from Ye Zimo.

"No, no." Ye Zimo shouted loudly.

Ye Zimo opened his eyes. It was dark in front of him. In his dream, where was this place? Is it on an island or in a crack? Ye Zimo tried to stand up and someone held his hand.

Yihan, it must be her.

Ye mo lay down again, which meant he was saved.

He felt his face wet. Did he cry? Ye Zimo's other hand touched his face. No, if he was crying, there should be tears on both sides.

How long did he sleep, Ye Zimo thought silently.

Xia Yihan felt a line of sight staring at her in a blur. She was so sleepy that Xia Yihan wanted to turn around and go back to sleep.

No, she's taking care of Ye Zimo. Only then did Xia Yihan get up.

She still looked at Ye Zimo, Zi Mo. Are you still awake? What would it take for you to open your eyes and look at me?

Xia Yihan could not help but reach out his dull and weak hand to touch Ye Zimo's face, trying to find out from that familiar face that he was still there, staring into Ye Zimo's eyes.

Zi Mo, it would be great if you opened your eyes immediately. Unfortunately, this is just my wish. Even god can't fulfill it.

Xia Yihan walked to the window and opened the wide curtains. It was another day and he was still awake.

Looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, Xia Yihan was not in the mood to appreciate it. She slowly walked to Xia Yihan's window and looked at Ye Zimo's face, never getting tired of it.

Suddenly, Ye Zimo opened his closed eyes and entered Xia Yihan's eyes without warning.

"Zi Mo, Zi Mo."

The sound of the mosquitoes and flies indicated that Xia Yihan could speak, but Ye Zimo did not know that Xia Yihan had a voice problem and could not speak. Xia Yihan was focused on Ye Zimo and watched him wake up, leaving everything behind. Neither of them noticed the difference.

The best thing about it was to have a dream come true. Ye Zimo waking up was a dream come true for Xia Yihan.

"Zi Mo, it's good that you're okay." ...

Xia Yihan murmured, the water dripping down his face like a floodwater that opened a gate.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Ye Zimo clumsily reached out to wipe the water off Yihan's face. He couldn't bear for her to cry. Ever since that stupid incident, Ye Zimo never wanted to see Xia Yihan cry again.

Xia Yihan sniffled, his eyes red and swollen.

The door opened, and the two of them, who looked at each other, paid no attention to the small details.

"Mom." Little Nianmo pounced on Xia Yihan, his voice a little cautious.

Xia Yihan's heart ached. She was such a jerk. How could she make little nianmo feel like this? He was just a child.

"Nianmo came to mommy."

Xia Yihan let go of Ye Zimo and naturally turned to look at Little Nianmo. Her face was full of smiles, but there were still traces of tears, which clearly showed that she had just cried.

"Mom."

Little Nianmo heard Xia Yihan's voice again and cried out loud, as if the aggrieved child had found a way to vent.

"Nian Mo, I'm sorry. It's mom's fault."

Xia Yihan thought that he had completely changed over the past few days. He didn't care about little nianmo. Damn it.

"Yihan, can you talk? You can actually speak."

Wine cried out excitedly, which made her more excited than anything else. Ye Zimo also woke up, but Wine was the happiest that Xia Yihan could say in his voice.

Ye Zimo thought about Wine's words in silence. Could he speak? If he understood this correctly, it was that Yihan could not speak before.

"Yes, I can speak now."

Xia Yihan heard her familiar voice coming back clearly. She looked at Ye Zimo with a smile on her face.

"I told mom and brother that Yihan could make a sound when he woke up." Wine jumped up in joy. She ran out like a happy bird to call Feng Yi.

This speed was indeed very fast. Within a few minutes, ye mo's room welcomed the second batch of people.

Fu Fengyi stood outside the door and didn't dare to go in. She was afraid that it was just a dream. Waking up was the most painful time. Ye Zimo didn't wake up. Fu Fengyi, as a mother, must be upset.

"Mom." Ye Zimo looked at Fu Fengyi, who was a door away. He hadn't seen the sun for many days, and there was no color on his face. Fu Fengyi heard Ye Zimo's voice and walked in.

"Just wake up."

Fu Fengyi patted Ye Zimo on the shoulder.

"Mom." Xia Yihan called out obediently and began to speak. It was a far cry from her usual fluent speech, but Fu Fengyi was very happy. She was so excited about her mother.

Even she had no confidence in Ye Zimo and gave up on the idea that he would wake up. It was Xia Yihan who insisted that Xia Yihan loved Ye Zimo very much. Through this incident, the two of them should get back together. Xia Yihan's mother was the best proof.