The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Yihan put it here with me. He also said that I listen to songs like primitive people." Xu Haoran suddenly shut up. Si's face in the rearview mirror had indeed changed.

The car sped towards its destination at a speed that Xu Haoran would not normally drive. When it reached the Di hao hotel, Si slammed the door and knocked on the window.

"How much is it?" Si suppressed his anger and said deliberately as he watched the man in front of him and Xia Yihan's faces overlap.

"I'm on the way too. It's free." Xu Haoran felt that Si was very hostile to her, knowing that she was a friend of Lin Jie's and deliberately being so distant.

Without saying a word, si took out a stack of money from his bag, threw it directly into the passenger seat without looking at it, and turned around to walk away.

This woman! Whoever marries whom is unlucky!

"Lin Boss, the people over there seem to be looking into miss Yihan. They might be using miss Yihan to blackmail you, do you think?" In the dark, a man stood and reported to lin jie. Another substitute gradually appeared in Lin Jie's mind.

When Xu Haoran arrived at the hospital, Nian Mo was lying in Wine's arms, one big and one small. When Xu Haoran arrived, Nian Mo put down the brush in his hand and asked for Xu Haoran to hold it automatically.

When Xia Yihan called Yan Qingyan to inform him that he accidentally called Xu Haoran when he came to the hospital, Xu Haoran also came to the hospital to help take care of Little Nianmo, so that Xia Yihan had time to take care of Little Nianmo.

"Uncle Xu, late, fine!" Little Nianmo looked at Xu Haoran slyly, and Wine laughed and laughed.

"Good, good, good. Uncle Xu should be punished. How should xiao nianmo be punished?" Xu Haoran laughed loudly.

Wine reported to Ye Nianmo and painted on the drawing. Little Nianmo nodded solemnly. He picked up the brush and waved it at xu Hao Ran. When Xia Yihan and Yan Qingyan arrived in the ward, they saw a huge sunflower painted on the left cheek of Xia Yihan. When they saw him, they welcomed him happily.

"Yihan, you're here."

"Hahaha, I'm sorry, Brother xu. I shouldn't have laughed." Xia Yihan held his stomach and laughed against the wall. Even yan Qinglan changed his rigid face.

"Mommy!" Ye Nianmo seemed to be afraid of Yan Qingyan. Every time Yan Qingyan appeared, Ye Nianmo became a little stiff.

Xia Yihan patted Nian Mo on the back and said softly, "Nianmo, that's aunt Jiujiu's favorite person. He won't hurt Nian Mo. Uncle Nian Mo will be sad like this."

Nian Mo lowered his head and tried to get into Yihan's arms. Yan Qingyan looked at Ye Nianmo's head in secret. Would the child recognize him?

In the public bathroom of the hospital, half of Xu Haoran's face was already a little red. Xia Yihan carefully wiped it with a tissue, and soft hair occasionally brushed Xu Haoran's neck.

"That's enough, Yihan. That's enough." Xu Haoran blushed and retreated. Xia Yihan didn't belong to him. He told himself this thousands of times, but as soon as the other party approached him, his heart sank.

Xia Yihan looked at Xu Haoran's clearly imprinted side face and asked uncertainly, "Brother xu, are you sure it's okay?"

Xu Haoran nodded in a panic. There was a small space for him to see Xia Yihan's more beautiful face more clearly. His breathing was disturbed.

The soothing ringtone broke the tightness of the scene. Ye Zimo's voice on the phone was always cold and emotionless, "Where are you?"

"Watching alcohol in the hospital." Ever since the design exhibition, Xia Yihan had subconsciously avoided Ye Zimo, and the two had not seen each other for days.

"Don't come to the company these days." Ye Zimo seemed to be discussing something with the others, and it took a while before the voice came.

Not allowed to go to the Fashion jewelry? "Why?" Xia Yihan blurted out.

"Now that I am in charge of the Fashion jewelry, I hope you can rest for a few days." The noise rang and the phone was busy. Ye Zimo hung up.

"What happened? It's Ye Zimo?" Xu Haoran looked worriedly at Xia Yihan, who was a little pale.

Xia Yihan shook his head and his head was in a mess. When he returned to the ward, Wine and Yan Qingyan's faces lit up with joy.

"Mommy, I have a little brother!" Nian Mo pounced into Xia Yihan's arms and said in a childish voice. He took Xia Yihan's finger and pointed at the wine's stomach, "Little brother!"

"Wine, are you pregnant again? Great!" Xia Yihan thought that Wine might have a child and gave Wine a hug happily. Yan Qingyan looked happy too, regardless of how many times someone kissed Wine in the room. "Wine, thank you for bringing me another little angel."

Xia Yihan was very happy for Wine and wanted to get closer with nianmo. Nian Mo was a little reluctant, so he threw off Xia Yihan's hand and ran behind Xu Haoran.

Yan Qingyan's face remained the same, but his mind cleared up. The child seemed to be afraid of himself. If Ye Zimo knew that he was the culprit who kidnapped the child, it would be difficult to survive Ye Zimo's means.

Looking at Wine's happy face, Yan Qingyan completely cooled down and absolutely couldn't let this matter out!

When he heard that ye mo was coming to pick him up, Xia Yihan ran away without any success. Wine was pregnant with a child, so he was better to nianmo. He kept begging Xia Yihan to let Nian Mo stay for a while. Xu Haoran really liked the child and kept surrounding him.

"You're just my subordinate. I'll let you rest for a few days and you'll rest." Thinking back on Ye Zimo's cold words in the morning, Xia Yihan felt like she was almost out of breath.

Someone was walking quickly with a drawing board in front of him. Xia Yihan thought about it and didn't notice anyone in front of him. The two of them bumped into each other. The drawing board was crooked and the paper was scattered all over the floor.

"Sorry, sorry." Xia Yihan hurriedly squatted down to help pick up the paper. When he saw the contents of the paper, he was surprised and asked, "Are you also a jewelry designer?"

"Yes, my name is Yule, so are you?" The girl was very cute and asked innocently with her big eyes flashing.

"Yes, what a coincidence." Xia Yihan happily returned the drawing paper to Yule. Just now, after taking a look at it, the girl's style was very mature, but the color of the material was suppressed a little. It was all dark green and black.

Yule insisted on leaving Xia Yihan's phone. The two of them were talking happily. The phone rang and Xia Yihan picked it up subconsciously.

"Xia Boss? Are you okay?" Kitty asked anxiously.

Xia Yihan felt that something must have happened and said anxiously, "I'm fine. What's wrong?"

"The Fashion jewelry gate was splashed with ink." Kitty regretted telling Xia Yihan about it. She thought Xia Yihan would know.

Ye Zimo calmly looked down through the glass door of the office to Xia Yihan's empty office. A pretty figure pushed open the office door.

Damn it! Didn't I tell her not to come to work recently? Ye Zimo stared at the woman in front of him and sat in the office with her forehead propped up.

He wouldn't let it go, and now all he had to do was let the people behind the scenes walk out on their own. He wouldn't let Xia Yihan come to work. He was worried that Xia Yihan would be upset and that Xia Yihan would lose confidence in the Fashion jewelry.

"Ye Boss, madam has ordered the business to continue." Zhang Fengyi hung up and said.

Ye Zimo's eyes returned to the woman who had stood up, her face full of confidence, and her eyes were the tenderness that Xia Yihan could enjoy.

"Madam, hiding from ye is always irrational." Zhang Fengyi leaned over to block Xia Yihan's fleeing figure as a friendly reminder.

Xia Yihan nodded and left in a hurry. After the design exhibition, she hadn't figured out how to face Ye Zimo.

Zhang Fengyi watched Xia Yihan leave and turned his eyes to the tall building. There seemed to be a figure standing on it, disappearing as Xia Yihan left.

Back at home, Xia Yihan took a long breath, put away Nian Mo's toys, picked up the drawing board and began to paint. Time passed bit by bit, and the sharp tapping outside the door scared Xia Yihan.

When he got up and looked into the cat's eyes, there seemed to be no one outside the door. He turned back to the sofa, picked up the drawing board, and the horrified knocking on the door rang out again regularly.

Xia Yihan picked up the baseball bat behind the door and gently turned the door open. It was quiet all around. Thinking of the Fashion jewelry being splashed with ink, Xia Yihan quickly closed the door and locked it.

The empty room made Xia Yihan feel a little scared. He picked up his cell phone and called Xu Haoran trembling, "Brother xu, is Nian Mo there?"

"I was just about to tell you about this when Nian Mo was picked up by ye mo." Xu Haoran said with some embarrassment and bitterness in his heart. If he had married Xia Yihan, how happy he would be now.

Xia Yihan was no longer in the mood to speak. He hung up the phone and pressed the familiar number with his finger, "Is Nian Mo with you?"

"You can continue to play hide-and-seek with me." Ye Zimo languidly sank into the sofa and made a silent gesture to Nian Mo, who was playing.

"Ye Zimo, are you done?" Xia Yihan's trembling roar alerted Ye Zimo. He straightened up and his tone became serious, "Xia Yihan, tell me where you are."

Xia Yihan pursed his lips and did not speak. The next second, the phone had been hung up neatly. The knock on the door had disappeared, and Xia Yihan did not dare to relax. She closed the door and windows of the house and curled up on the sofa, staring at the door.

Ye Zimo had no idea how many times he had been riding the yellow line on the road. He had long suspected that this was all about Xia Yihan. When he thought of the woman in the room being scared, the index on the oil pan kept soaring.

Xia Yihan vaguely heard the doorbell ring and bounced like a kitten near the cat's eyes. Outside the door was a familiar face.

Gently twisting the door and falling directly into the man's arms, Ye Zimo fiercely encircled Xia Yihan's thin body and bit his earlobe in a punitive manner.

On the big bed, Xia Yihan slept sweetly. Ye Zimo remotely controlled the computer to talk to Zhang Fengyi. The woman next to him turned over. Ye Zimo gently leaned down and kissed her. She did not see her back facing her awake eyes.

Xia Yihan woke up in the man's arms, moved slightly, took Ye Zimo's arm away quietly, got out of bed, and the next second, her waist was bound and fell back into the soft bed.

Ye Zimo's scorching heat was against Xia Yihan's thigh, and his eyes were clear, "Why, can't wait to escape after sleeping?"

Xia Yihan was stunned for a moment by the cold words. She gritted her teeth and tried to get rid of the restraints. Her hot chest made her stiffen in an instant.