The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Mommy~" the soft childlike voice gradually sobered Xia Yihan up. When she saw nianmo touching the bruises on her arm that she had pinched when she was being forced, Xia Yihan's face flushed red and quickly put down her sleeve.

"Mommy, did daddy bully mommy?" Nian Mo's big black and white eyes quickly gathered water fog, and began to be angry with Ye Zimo. This father had always been angry with his mother, but not as gentle as uncle Xu!

"Daddy didn't bully mommy. Mommy accidentally hit him." Xia Yihan endured the pain and picked up nianmo.

Nian Mo leaned obediently in Xia Yihan's arms, raised his head and said deliberately seriously, "Daddy bullied mommy, and Nian Mo ignored daddy."

Ye mo came closer to the mother and son with her arms in her arms. Nian Mo climbed down from the bed to protect Xia Yihan. She opened her arms solemnly and looked at Ye Zimo cautiously, "Bad daddy, don't bully mommy."

"Your mommy loves my bullying." Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows and looked at the bright red hickey on Xia Yihan's neck. His fingers brushed across his lips as if he was reminiscing.

"Shut up!" Xia Yihan hurriedly checked, pulled up his collar, and led nianmo out the door.

Ye Zimo did not say a word. He stretched out his strong arm and hugged nianmo, "You can go. Nian Mo stays."

Nian Mo's arm hurt a little as well, and he jumped up and down subconsciously, "Let go of me, it hurts so much, big bad guy!"

Ye Zimo let ye nianmo make a fuss as if no one else was around and looked at Xia Yihan for a moment.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and stepped back to snatch Nian Mo back, "Nianmo, mommy will make you your favorite biscuit later. Now wait for mommy in the living room, okay?"

Nian Mo shook his head and clutched Xia Yihan's shirt tightly.

"Ye Nianmo, go to the living room." Ye Zimo spoke in a stern tone, with a soft, fatherly look in his eyes.

Ye Nianmo had a fear in her heart for Ye Zimo. After a twitch, she slowly let go of Xia Yihan's hand and walked out the door three times.

Xia Yihan closed the door, turned to face Ye Zimo, took a deep breath and said, "Even if you can imprison my people, I don't want to have any physical problems with you. Don't let last night happen again."

Ye mo approached Xia Yihan with a bright smile, "Oh, who was the one who groaned last night, and who was the one who clung to me last night. Look, even now that I'm near you, your breath is mine."

Xia Yihan was so embarrassed by the cruel words that he raised his neck and said, "I want to sign a contract with you!"

The silence was broken after a long time, "Okay!"

Xia Yihan opened his eyes wide and looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. He swallowed his saliva and said, "I can stay here. I want to sign a contract with you!"

Ye Zimo raised his beautiful eyebrows and looked at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan touched the table against the wall and picked up the pen and paper. Ye Zimo stood by and never left. She calmly watched Xia Yihan write on the pen quickly.

"Rule one: I'm not allowed to touch you at any time, are you sure?" Ye Zimo said with a chuckle as his eyes lingered around Xia Yihan's naked neck.

Xia Yihan subconsciously pulled up his collar and glared at the man in front of him.

"Rule two: do not interfere with your personal freedom?"

"Rule three..."

Ye Zimo watched carefully until the last note disappeared from the man's rolling adam's apple. The deathly silence made Xia Yihan uncomfortable.

"Since you have made the contract, can I also make the contract as the contractor?"

Ye Zimo's focused eyes made Xia Yihan unconsciously avoid them, "Yes, as long as it doesn't conflict with my contract."

"I want you to focus on trusting me in the future. Trust me in everything. Can you do it?" Every word was clearly spoken from Ye Zimo's thin lips.

Xia Yihan hesitated, trusting Ye Zimo? Believe in this man who always plays with himself.

The sound of tears broke Xia Yihan's hesitation. She stared blankly at Ye Zimo's slender hands tearing the paper apart bit by bit.

"Xia Yihan, you never believed me. I'm like a fool." Dropping the pieces of paper casually, Ye Zimo turned around coldly. He was afraid that if he stayed for another minute, his anger could no longer be hidden.

"Wait!" Xia Yihan licked his dry lips and said with difficulty, "I'll try... Believe you."

"Deal!"

On a sunny morning, Xia Yihan secretly looked at the man sitting on the sofa. "If you look at me again, don't blame me for not fulfilling the contract." Ye Zimo's eyes were on the financial news and his tone was not very good.

Xia Yihan turned around and looked at Ye Zimo with a determined look in his eyes: the jewelry design competition is about to begin. I'm going out to take a look. "

Ye Zimo put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at Xia Yihan intently, "Set?"

"Well, my theme for this issue is nature and flowers, so I want to walk around." Xia Yihan happily talked about his design concept, then quickly shut up. I'm afraid this man is not interested in hearing what he said.

As expected, Ye Zimo stood up on the sofa, and Xia Yihan lowered his head sadly. Until Ye Zimo forcefully pulled his arm up.

"Where are you going?"

"Find nature!"

In the huge garden, Xia Yihan had a drawing board in front of him. He watched in a daze as ye mo walked to the flowerbed and folded a bunch of roses before walking back to put them in the crystal bottle.

"Painting!" Ye Zimo was brief and to the point.

"Don't go too far!" Xia Yihan lifted the drawing board and glared at Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo sat comfortably in the chair, closed his eyes and rested. Xia Yihan lost his temper and purposely made the chair ring, but the man opposite seemed to ignore it.

The feeling of a punch on the cotton made Xia Yihan feel bored. The brush in his hand was smeared on the drawing board as if he was venting his anger, and he soon focused on drawing.

Ye Zimo opened her beautiful eyes and looked at Xia Yihan, who was completely absorbed in her work. The corner of her mouth lifted slightly.

"Young master, there is a lady named Yule outside the door looking for his wife." The butler stood respectfully by the side.

"Yule!" Xia Yihan jumped up and ran out of the garden happily.

Ye Zimo looked coldly at the butler and straightened up to follow him out. The housekeeper wiped his sweat. The girl did look harmless, so he softened his heart for a moment. Seeing Ye Zimo's eyes, he began to regret it.

"Xia Yihan, your house is really big." Yule followed Xia Yihan enviously with the drawing board in his arms.

Xia Yihan had a good impression of Yule, holding his hand and refusing to let go. When she saw Ye Zimo, Xia Yihan turned to look at Yule conditionally.

There was no expected infatuation, no envy. Yule just glanced at Ye Zimo and looked away.

"Who allowed you to step in here?" Ye Zimo said rudely.

Yule's lovely big eyes were a little flustered, and her tone was a little stuttering, "I just, I just came to find Xia Yihan."

"She moved here the day before yesterday. How did you know she was here?" Ye Zimo looked sarcastically at the panic-stricken woman in front of him and leisurely sat back on the sofa.

Xia Yihan turned to look at Yule, sighed and led yule to the side hall. Ye Zimo looked at them coldly. The butler stepped forward, "Do you want me to check on that woman?"

"No need."

At night, Nian Mo took Xia Yihan's hand and fell asleep. Xia Yihan gently removed his small curled hand and walked back to his room, startled by Ye Zimo who was sitting in the dark.

"Xia Yihan, stay away from that woman." Ye han walked in and looked down at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan shook his head and took a step back, "He's different from those women. Don't think so badly of everyone."

Ye Zimo chuckled and leaned over to kiss Xia Yihan's sensitive earlobe, "Then let's try."

Under the lush grape trellis of the manor, Xia Yihan's sleepy head was awakened by whispers from the side.

"Mr. Ye, don't do this. You're Yihan's lover." Yule pressed against the wall and pushed Ye Zimo with his fingers, his face flushing.

Ye Zimo's eyes swept past the familiar shadow and smiled charmingly. Her slender legs could not refuse to step into the thighs of Yule's pink dress, "Don't hide it anymore. Tell me your desire."

A blur flashed through Yule's originally bewildered eyes, and he slowly raised his hands to wrap them around Ye Zimo's neck. "You finally fell in love with me," he murmured, almost infatuated."

"Yule!" Yule pushed Ye Zimo away in an instant, and her eyes returned to their previous state of confusion. Xia Yihan rushed to Yule and helped Yule straighten up her dress. She didn't look at Ye Zimo and held onto Yule's hand, wanting to leave.

"Xia Yihan, do you remember what you promised me?" Ye mo said coldly behind him.

Xia Yihan stopped in his tracks, and a fresh breeze was already passing by him. As he watched Ye Zimo go further and further away, Xia Yihan's hand involuntarily tightened.

At night, Xia Yihan was awakened by a slightly hurried knock on the door. The butler said anxiously, "Young master is drunk. No one dares to approach her, madam. You..."

Xia Yihan hurried to the living room and saw Ye Zimo sitting on the sofa, his face as usual, but close to him there was a strong smell of alcohol.

The butler put the ginger soup in Xia Yihan's hand and left in a hurry. Xia Yihan hesitated for a moment, then walked over to Ye Zimo with the ginger soup and put it on the table.

Ye Zimo's eyes swept over the ginger soup, and his handsome face seemed to stop for a moment. Xia Yihan sighed, picked up the ginger spoon, squatted down in front of Ye Zimo and handed the spoon to his lips.

Ye Zimo pursed his thin lips and held Xia Yihan's back with one hand. His overbearing lips were imprinted with Xia Yihan's and the ginger soup in his mouth was poured into Xia Yihan's mouth.

Xia Yihan swallowed, unable to prevent it from happening. Her cough made her subconsciously push Ye Zimo away. Ye Zimo was enraged, and his unfocused eyes burst into a fiery light, pulling the man who was lying on the ground up and pressing him down.

"Xia Yihan! Is it that hard to believe me? Is it that hard to cling to me?" Ye Zimo pressed for a kiss with inexplicable anxiety.

"Ye Zimo, you're so heavy! Get up from me." Xia Yihan was so trapped that he couldn't move and had to beat Ye Zimo in the chest.