The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

After driving out of the Ye family, Xu Haoran wandered aimlessly halfway up the mountain. A yellow porsche was leaning against the side of the road with its headlights on. A sexily dressed woman was kicking at the car in high heels, as if she had pushed too hard.

Xu Haoran drove his car closer and rolled down the window, "Si, it seems that every time I see you, your car has a problem."

Si rolled his eyes and replied unhappily, "It should be said that every time I see you, my car will have problems, you jinx."

"Ok." Xu Haoran was not in the mood to be a gentleman today. He nodded to si, rolled up the window and wanted to leave.

The back of the car was slammed hard by gravity. Xu Haoran held back his anger and got out of the car to watch Si pick up the high heels that hit the back of the car, "What do you want?"

Si put on her high heels and walked past Xu Haoran to get into the car gracefully. She stretched out her head and told xu Hao Ran rudely, "Don't drive yet!"

Xu Haoran returned to the car in a huff and slammed his hands on the steering wheel. The horn suddenly sounded. Looking at the woman in the back seat, Xu Haoran started the car and flew out of the lane.

Si looked at the man driving calmly in front of him and asked thoughtfully, "The road you drove just now only leads to Ye Zimo's house. Did you go to find Xia Yihan?"

Xu Haoran did not say a word, and his speed increased abruptly. Si chuckled, "What kind of charm does Xia Yihan have that fascinates all of you?"

The car suddenly stopped. Xu Haoran threw off his seat belt and got out of the car. He opened the side door and said coldly, "Get out of the car."

Si sat up straight, "Looks like he's angry from embarrassment. Why? Xia Yihan rejected him? Or do you finally see that you can't compare to Ye Zimo?"

Xu Haoran didn't talk too much. He reached out and pulled Si's arm out of the car. Si didn't expect the other party to dare to do it. He was dragged out of the car in a mess.

Xu Haoran took the bag from the car and stuffed it into si's hand. He slammed the door and returned to the driver's seat. The car flew forward.

Si stared blankly at the speeding car and could not believe that Xu Haoran, who was usually a gentleman, really dared to leave himself in the wilderness.

"Xu Haoran! You bastard!"

"Hey, where are you?" Lin Jie's voice was faint as he continued, "Don't forget to attend the event together today."

Sisi smiled, "Honey, as someone who helps you block those people who want to hurt Xia Yihan to intimidate you, shouldn't you come and pick them up?"

Hanging up the phone, Si's smiling face darkened. What a Lin Jie! I heard that people in the past wanted to get revenge by hunting Xia Yihan. They didn't even do it perfunctorily. They just asked me to replace Xia Yihan!

At night, Xia Yihan tossed and turned, and a glimmer of light shone through the open door of Ye Zimo's study.

Xia Yihan gently got out of bed, and her slippers were thrown away somewhere. She simply walked to the door of the study without wearing them. There was no familiar keyboard sound in the study. Xia Yihan sighed and wanted to go back the same way. When she passed the open door, she stopped unconsciously.

In the study, Ye Zimo gently raised his head. His long, thick eyelashes trembled slightly. The computer gave out a light, blue light. The window opened, and the paper on the table rumbled.

Xia Yihan gently turned the door open with his toes on. He walked to the window and closed the window. The light from the computer shone on Ye Zimo's face. Xia Yihan saw that Ye Zimo's neck, which had a clear texture, was covered with red wounds.

Xia Yihan sighed and went to the storage room to get the disinfectant. He gently dabbed the cotton swab with the disinfectant to disinfect the leaf culvert.

The white foam on the wound made Ye Zimo snort in a low voice. Xia Yihan subconsciously lowered his head and blew on the wound, trying to ease the pain.

"Why don't you leave today?"

Xia Yihan raised his head reflexively. Ye Zimo could not prevent himself from being hit on the chin. He groaned in pain, and Xia Yihan squatted down with his head in his arms.

"Xia Yihan!" Ye Zimo gritted his teeth and looked fiercely at the woman in front of him. Xia Yihan even knocked over the glass of water on the table as he backed away in a panic.

Drops of water left behind, wetting Ye Zimo's pants, especially the sensitive area under his abdomen.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Xia Yihan grabbed a tissue on the table to clean up the water stains on her body until he noticed a significant change in her lower body.

Looking up in surprise, Ye Zimo rolled over and pressed him against the chair. His eyes were burning with desire, and his deep voice was obviously suppressed, "Does the agreement say that if you seduce me, it doesn't count?"

"I didn't." Xia Yihan said in a low voice and turned around when he caught a glimpse of the other party's high spirits.

"Look at me, Yihan. Tell me why you didn't leave with Xu Haoran today." Ye Zimo's expression was so natural that he didn't seem to notice any changes in his body.

Xia Yihan couldn't escape his gaze and was forced to bear it, "I don't know."

"No, you know. Be good. Say it." Ye Zimo rubbed Xia Yihan's lips with his thumb.

Xia Yihan looked at the man who had imprisoned him, how many women outside wanted to climb into his bed, how many people coveted his wealth and envied his appearance, and when this man asked him what he wanted, his mind was blank.

"Ye Zimo." Xia Yihan called softly.

"Yeah." Ye Zimo replied gently, his warm breath carrying an imperceptible gasp.

"How much money can you give me for a lifetime?"

"More than you can imagine."

"Can you give me eternal beauty?"

"I can hire a global beautician for you."

"Can you make me the most famous jewelry designer in the world?"

"If you want to."

"But Ye Zimo, I don't want anything you can give me." Xia Yihan stopped struggling, looked into Ye Zimo's eyes and said seriously.

Ye Zimo paused and tried to find a flicker in xia Yihan's eyes, only to find that the other party's black and white eyes were so clear that there were no impurities and no one in them.

"Don't talk like that." Ye Zimo gently kissed Xia Yihan's eyes with a cruel sucking.

Before Xia Yihan could struggle, Ye Zimo had already straightened up and looked out the door.

Xia Yihan got up and said good night in a low voice as he strode towards the door.

"Wait a minute." Ye Zimo's voice rang from behind. Xia Yihan thought that the other party didn't seem to be able to hold back his desire. Did he regret it?

Ye mo walked up to Xia Yihan, squatted down on one knee, raised Xia Yihan's flawless white ankle, and gently put on her usual warm slippers.

"Don't let me see you running around without your shoes." His tone was always cold and impatient. Xia Yihan looked at the oversized cotton shoes under his feet, and a part of his heart was slowly collapsing.

Thirty-five times he threw the waste paper in his hand into the basket, and Xia Yihan groaned and rubbed his long hair. No matter how it was designed, it was the same without inspiration.

The maid knocked on Xia Yihan's door with the stewed tonic. Xia Yihan said irritably, "Just leave it there."

The servant looked hesitantly at the untouched breakfast on the table. The housekeeper ordered Yihan to finish the tonics for the day, or she would have to pack up and leave.

"Mrs. Ye, would you like to have a bite first?"

"Don't call me Mrs. Ye. My surname is xia." Xia Yihan turned around unhappily and realized that he had gone too far when he saw the other party's reddened eyes.

After almost a few sips of the tonic in the bowl, Xia Yihan knocked on the empty bowl and playfully said, "Look, it's all gone."

When the servant left happily, Xia Yihan shrank back into his chair again. His head was about to explode. Orioles and birds were singing outside the window. Xia Yihan looked at the green outside the window, picked up the drawing board and walked downstairs.

"Madam, the young master has instructed you to recuperate in the house." The butler stood respectfully at the door, his tone respectful, but his meaning clear.

Xia Yihan didn't want the housekeeper to be difficult. When he returned to the room, he put down the drawing board and weighed the distance between the window and the ground. Then he began to twist the sheets on the bed into a string.

"Madam looks much more energetic." Zhang Fengyi was genuinely happy for Xia Yihan, who had been busy watching the video.

Ye mo glanced sideways at Zhang Fengyi, turned off the video to block the other party's view of xia Yihan, and called the housekeeper.

"Don't stop Yihan. Find a few more people to wait beside him. Don't let him get hurt."

Xia Yihan came out of the gate without a hitch. The driver had already prepared the car at the door and was waiting for Xia Yihan without looking sideways.

Xia Yihan finally realized that with the Ye family's defense, how could he let himself leave unimpeded, I'm afraid that these were all Ye Zimo's instructions. Looking around, he saw the shadow around the corner without hiding. Xia Yihan shrugged and sat in the car.

The car sped all the way to the Fashion jewelry. Kitty saw Xia Yihan holding a file and stepping on high heels and rushed over.

The Fashion jewelry was acquired by Ye Zimo, and everything went smoothly without Xia Yihan, and the employees in the office greeted Xia Yihan with a lot of compliments.

Xia Yihan's life at the Fashion jewelry was the happiest time of his life. He walked out of the office as if he had strength all over him.

Walking to the garage, Xia Yihan drove a car in front of her. The familiar face in the car startled Xia Yihan. The face of the man who met him at the design fair had been deeply imprinted in her mind.

Having the driver follow the car in front of her, Xia Yihan kept a close eye on the track of the car. If possible, she had to ask today.

The car stopped at a club. The man got out of the car and walked into the club with another woman in his arms.

Xia Yihan gritted his teeth, put on his hat, and followed the man into the club.

The club was buzzing with people, men and women dancing close to their bodies. The man let go of the woman and walked into the box by himself.

Xia Yihan lowered her head and approached the door. The light was not bright. Xia Yihan was small and no one noticed her.

"Lin Boss, if this deal is done, I'll draw 50 %." The man's familiar voice sounded.

"Master zhao, although your father asked you to take care of the star compass project, you should also discuss with your father how much you draw."

Lin Jie looked at Zhao Bao with disdain in front of him. The president of tongbao group was old enough to lose his head and hand over such a huge family business to a helpless dou.

Zhao Bao waved his hand and puffed out a smoke ring, "My dad means what I mean. In this city, I want this place to be unoccupied."

Lin Jie smiled nonchalantly, pressed the doorbell, and a seductive woman entered the door. Looking at Zhao Bao's drooling eyes, Lin Jie secretly winked at the woman. When the time came, the wine would be drunk, the contract would be signed, and the man would die.