The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Ye Zimo shifted the angle slightly and pressed against each other, but his lips refused to leave, flowing from his collarbone to the softness of his chest.

Xia Yihan panicked. The disgusting, damp kiss of the strange man at the design reception flashed through his mind. He struggled desperately and his long, slender hand scratched a blood mark on Ye Zimo's neck.

Xia Yihan stared blankly at the blood coming out of Ye Zimo's neck and said unconsciously, "You said you didn't touch me. It was clearly agreed."

"An agreement? Hehe!" Ye Zimo chuckled, "Yes, you promised me you would believe me, but Xia Yihan, did you do it?"

Xia Yihan was stunned by the deep, thick, injured roar. He stretched out his finger to press the wound on Ye Zimo's neck. Ye Zimo frowned and looked at Xia Yihan with fixed eyes.

"Haha, well said, I don't believe you, but what about you? What did you do? The Fashion jewelry is my pillar. You took it away, so why did you do those things again?"

Xia Yihan trembled with anger and laughed hysterically, allowing Ye Zimo to restrain himself, even reaching out to wrap his hand around the other's neck.

"Since you don't believe me, and I won't let you go, let's just keep pestering until we die." Ye Zimo sighed deeply, leaned down, kissed Xia Yihan on Xia Yihan, and entered.

"Mr. Ye, Mrs. Xia is seriously anemic and has too much sex to take care of." Doctor Hao finished his sentence quickly.

"Take care of her, no matter what." Ye mo helped xia Yihan tuck in the back corner. Seeing the obvious bruise on his shoulder, the pain in his heart was unbearable.

He hurt her, and when he was drunk, every cell in his body was screaming to make this woman remember him in such a violent and profound way.

"Mr. Ye, the body is organized by the patient's own consciousness..." Doctor Hao shut up knowingly. The man opposite him looked at him as if he was going to open his stomach.

"Zi Mo, don't mess around with Xia Yihan the moment you meet him." Hai zhixuan waved his hand to the doctor, and doctor Hao walked out of the room as quickly as he could with amnesty.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, who was frowning in his sleep, and subconsciously placed his hand on the scabbed wound on his neck. With a gentle press, the bright red blood flowed out again and soon covered his fingers."

Hai Zhixuan wanted to say something but stopped. Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo were like two hedgehogs. They hurt each other when they got close. They hurt each other when they got far away, but they couldn't live.

Hai zhixuan looked at Xia Yihan in the hospital bed, his eyes flashing, and said to Ye Zimo, "Zi Mo, why don't you explain the Fashion jewelry thing?"

"Since she already thinks so, let's do that." Ye Zimo walked out of the room indifferently, wiping the blood from his hands.

"Open your eyes when you wake up. Zi Mo has already left." Hai zhixuan said with a smile.

Xia Yihan opened her eyes and the light made her uncomfortable. Hai zhixuan blocked the window and closed the curtains for her.

Xia Yihan nodded gratefully to Hai Zhixuan. She had heard some of what Hai Zhixuan and ye mo had just said. What did she mean by not explaining the Fashion jewelry? Was there something hidden in it?

His throat was burning, and soon his lips felt cold. Hai zhixuan gently touched Xia Yihan's dry lips with a glass of water, smiling gently.

Xia Yihan took the water and pressed it in a low voice. When her throat felt better, she asked curiously, "I didn't say anything. How did you know I wanted to drink water?"

Hai zhixuan helped xia Yihan straighten her hair and said softly to Xia Yihan's eyes, "I know you better than you think."

With a big gulp of water in his mouth, to break the sudden awkwardness, Xia Yihan eagerly opened the topic, "How are Lin Ling and Zhuo Xuan?"

Hai Zhixuan did not expose her embarrassment and nodded with a smile, "That kid Zhuo Xuan is very mischievous, which makes Lin Ling very troublesome. He cries to put her back into his stomach every day."

Xia Yihan was also amused, but the cold voice from the side made her face instantly pale.

"Looks like I came at a bad time." Ye Zimo said faintly, gently placing the tonic on the table. With the crisp crash, Xia Yihan's body also subconsciously shook.

"Zi Mo. Hai Zhixuan subconsciously tried to block ye mo from looking into Xia Yihan's eyes.

"Zhixuan, I want to talk to her alone." Ye Zimo bypassed Hai Zhixuan and sat next to Xia Yihan with his head down.

Hai zhixuan sighed and slowly shook his head at the pleading gaze that xia Yihan threw at him. He turned and closed the door.

Ye Zimo forcefully pulled Xia Yihan's chin over, picked up the slightly cold porridge, and spooned it on Xia Yihan's lips.

Xia Yihan felt his stomach churning. He had no appetite and no strength to open his mouth.

Ye Zimo frowned, "Open your mouth."

Xia Yihan shook his head. Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan's mouth and forced him to open it. He fed Xia Yihan the porridge from the spoon.

Swallowing it with disgust, the taste of the food brushed across the taste buds. "Ouch!" Xia Yihan lay on the edge of the bed and spat out all the food he had just eaten.

The food mixed with yellow water splashed on Ye Zimo's pant leg, and Xia Yihan looked up at Ye Zimo in horror.

Ye Zimo frowned and pressed the doorbell. Soon, the housekeeper appeared at the door. Xia Yihan watched Ye Zimo walk out of the door and never looked at himself again. His heart sank.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Zimo's helpless voice recalled that xia yishen looked up in surprise at the man who had returned.

Ye Zimo personally took a warm wet towel to help xia Yihan wipe the stains off the corners of his mouth. After a long time, he said with some distress, "The doctor said you have to eat something to be anemic."

"But I can't eat." Xia Yihan leaned against the bed and said weakly.

"I will find a way to make you eat it." Ye Zimo said enigmatically, and soon Ye Nianmo was led over by the nanny.

"Nian Mo, your mommy won't eat." Ye Zimo pulled ye nianmo closer and smiled at Xia Yihan.

Ye Nianmo carefully climbed to Xia Yihan's side and looked at Xia Yihan worriedly. Xia Yihan patted Ye Nianmo on the back and said softly, "Mommy has a good appetite."

She took the porridge by the bed and poured it into her mouth, enduring the discomfort.

Ye Zimo looked at the empty bowl with satisfaction and said cruelly, "Nian Mo, you'll be responsible for watching your mommy eat from now on, okay?"

Ye Nianmo nodded and threw herself back into xia Yihan's arms. Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, who was clearly angry, and sighed slightly.

It was not until Ye Zimo left that Xia Yihan put on a smile and played with ye nianmo again. "Make as much light food as possible and go to fetch wine to accompany her." Ordering the housekeeper around the corner, Ye Zimo looked at the mother and son in the room obsessively before leaving.

In the spacious and luxurious room, Little Nianmo burrowed into the quilt and looked for Xu Haoran's name with Xia Yihan's cell phone.

"Yihan?" Xu Haoran's voice came out of the phone with a smile.

"Uncle Xu." Little Nianmo was very happy to hear Xu Haoran's voice.

Xu Haoran was stunned. These days, he could not find Xia Yihan at all. He was worried and asked anxiously, "Little Nianmo, where's your mommy?"

"Daddy bullies mommy. Mommy doesn't eat." Ye Nianmo complained in a soft voice.

Xu Haoran's brows furrowed more and more tightly. What did he mean by having something green on him and not eating? Did Ye Zimo dare to publicly abuse Xia Yihan? How is that possible!

In the luxurious living room, a small figure quietly ran down the stairs. The cook was dozing off in the kitchen, and all the servants had gone for their lunch break. Little Nianmo ran to the door with his small arms and feet trembling.

He moved the chair and entered the password from memory. When the door opened, Little Nianmo jumped into his arms happily, "Uncle Xu, I miss you!"

Xu Haoran hugged her soft body tightly and twirled it twice before putting it down, "Nianmo, where's your mother?"

"Mr. Xu, breaking into a house is illegal." The butler appeared before the two of them at some point.

"I want to see Xiaoai. It's Xia Yihan. Now!" Xu Haoran hugged Nian Mo and glared at the housekeeper.

"I'm afraid that's not up to you, Mr. Xu." The butler coldly winked at the bodyguard beside him.

"Let him in." Ye Zimo's voice suddenly came to mind on the walkie-talkie. The butler was confused and decided to follow Ye Zimo's instructions.

Ye Zimo looked at the surveillance video of Xu Haoran running towards xia Yihan's room under Nian Mo's lead and sighed in an inaudible manner.

"Brother xu, why are you here?!" Xia Yihan had long heard noises outside the courtyard, not expecting Xu Haoran, not to mention Ye Zimo to let him see him.

Xu Haoran stepped over to Xia Yihan and tried to lift the quilt to see if he was hurt. When he saw Xia Yihan's clear and confused eyes, he suddenly woke up and picked him up with the quilt.

"Let's go. I'll take you out of here."

"Brother xu, Brother xu, put me down first!" Xia Yihan pushed Xu Haoran a little hastily.

Xia Yihan didn't cooperate, so Xu Haoran had to put him down. Xia Yihan looked at Nian Mo and asked seriously, "What happened?"

Nian Mo pouted with grievance, "Mommy has bruises on her body, and it's daddy's fault that mommy refuses to eat. Uncle Xu is superman!"

Xia Yihan looked at Xu Haoran, whose eyes were filled with anger, and burst out laughing.

"Nian Mo is still young, Brother xu. Why are you so impulsive?"

Xia Yihan's smile stunned Xu Haoran, and Ye Nianmo's words were strung together again and again. He was blue and purple. Could it be...

Xu Haoran's handsome face turned a little red, and Xia Yihan was embarrassed. Then, Xu Haoran grabbed her hands, "Anyway, I'll take you out of here first. Ye Zimo has no right to imprison you."

"Brother xu." Xia Yihan gently held the other's hand and touched Little Nianmo's head with the other, "Nian Mo needs his father, and he and I are no longer things that can be solved by leaving or not leaving."

Xu Haoran knew ye mo's influence on Xia Yihan, but he didn't expect the two of them to be so entangled. He walked out of the Ye family door and kicked the car dejectedly.