The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"It seems that you don't know Ye Zimo well enough. As long as he agrees, he never goes back on his word." Zhang Fengyi approached Yule slowly, looking for an opportunity to strike.

Xia Yihan blushed a little and looked at Ye Zimo with moist eyes, but the other party did not look at him at all, as if his life and death had nothing to do with the other party.

"Come on, let's go register now." Ye mo reached out to Yule, his eyes soft.

Yule was fascinated by the countless faces that appeared in his dreams. He reached out his hand and gently placed it on Ye Zimo's wrist. Xia Yihan suddenly dodged to the side and Zhang Fengyi caught Yule with one swift step.

"Cough, cough." Xia Yihan coughed violently, her back gently patted, and her head was locked in her arms as soon as she raised it.

Ye mo hugged her tightly, and Xia Yihan struggled with discomfort, in exchange for the tighter and tighter force of the other party, as if he had to rub the whole person into his own blood before he could stop.

"Ye Zimo, you lied to me! You lied to me!" Yule struggled, and Ye Zimo looked up, his hands still around Xia Yihan's waist, and said condescendingly, "Who said ashes can't get married?"

Sitting in the car, Ye Zimo still had lingering fear. She tightly wrapped her arms around Xia Yihan's waist without letting go. Suddenly, a warm sensation came from her cheek. Ye Zimo turned in shock. Xia Yihan had already retracted his head and looked out of the window.

"I'm sorry." On the wall, Xia Yihan saw Yule standing at the fashion door with ink in her hands. Everything she did was self-evident.

Ye Zimo felt a few red lines wrapped around her heart, and her thin lips curled up slightly. She grabbed the woman's shoulder and lowered her head to give her a warm kiss. She smiled and said, "Silly woman, apologies should be kissed here."

Xu Haoran had no idea what Xia Yihan was going through. He just stared at the ceiling and thought about Xia Yihan's face.

Outside the door, the sound of high heels tapping on the floor came from the corridor. It was similar to Xia Yihan's footsteps. It was soft and playful. Xu Haoran's eyes lit up and quickly dimmed when he saw the person coming.

"Why, aren't you disappointed that it's not Xia Yihan?" Si put the fruit on the table, looked at the chair with some disgust, and finally stood talking.

"Yes." Xu Haoran was not shy.

Si did not care about the cold tone of the other party's voice, his fingers gently lingered on the other party's eyes wrapped in white cloth: "You almost lost your eyes for ye nianmo, but the other party never looked at you, you are really sad."

Xu Haoran suddenly reached out his hand to catch Si, pulled him closer, and said fiercely, "What are you going to say?"

Straightening his slightly disheveled hair, he leaned over Xu Haoran's chest and giggled, "If I were you, I would keep Xia Yihan by my side with my eyes."

"You think everyone is as evil as you." Xu Haoran waved the ace, Si was a little angry, and then smiled: "To love or to have a ridiculous gentlemanly demeanor to think about it."

After watching Hao Ran xu, Si arrived at the banquet. Lin Jie was already waiting there. A group of reporters came forward. "May I ask if this lady is your girlfriend?" Reporters were also interested in successful entrepreneurs who had never been gossiped before.

Si secretly leaned on Lin Jie, "Someone has been following me all day, and this is an opportunity to clear my relationship with Xia Yihan."

Lin Jie glanced at sisi and turned to nod at the reporter, "Her name is sisi. I hope everyone can give us some space." The reporter took a picture of si fu beside Lin Jie's ear.

Lin Jie was silent, but Xia Yihan's shadow appeared in his heart. What would Yihan do when he saw this?

Xia Yihan was running, and there was always a shadow chasing after him. The shadow had a strong smell of blood. No matter how fast Xia Yihan was running, the smell of blood could not be released.

There was only a single row of pipes in the open grass. Xia Yihan hid in the pipes and held his breath. The shadow stepped heavily and waved the long scythe in his hand.

The scythe screeched on the concrete floor, making a piercing sound. Xia Yihan shrank into the pipe in horror and looked at the person close at hand and the knife that covered half of his face.

The man seemed to be looking for Xia Yihan. It took him a while to leave with the scythe. Xia Yihan was just relieved when a deep and deep voice came from behind, "Yihan, so you're hiding here."

"Yihan, what's wrong with you?" Ye Zimo patted Xia Yihan on the shoulder, trying to calm the shaking woman down.

Xia Yihan gu's forehead was covered in sweat and curled up in Ye Zimo's arms. Why did she have that dream? In the dream, ye mo smiled at him gently with a sickle.

Ye Zimo's hand patted Xia Yihan's shoulder unhurriedly. After a long while, he suddenly asked, "Yihan, what's the smell on you?"

Smell? Xia Yihan thought of the lingering smell of blood in his dream and suddenly felt all the blood on his body. He pushed Ye Zimo away and found himself trapped in a huge cage.

"Xia Yihan, you will never escape." Ye Zimo smiled cruelly.

"No! Devil!" Xia Yihan screamed in terror and opened his eyes in sweat. The familiar bed had no cage, no sickle, and no Ye Zimo.

There was a knock on the door, "Madam, are you all right?" The butler happened to pass by and immediately asked when he heard Xia Yihan's shrieks.

Xia Yihan shouted and replied, "I'm fine."

"Yihan, are you okay? Dark circles are overweight." In the hospital, Wine wrote something in his picture book and asked Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan touched Wine's slightly bulging stomach and asked Qinglan, "Can Wine still not speak?"

Yan Qingyan shook his head and looked at Wine's stomach with a gentle expression, "Not yet. Only one syllable."

Little Nianmo had been hiding behind Xia Yihan since yan Qinglan started talking. Yan Qingyan picked up a lollipop and coaxed Nian Mo, "Nian Mo, do you have any thoughts about uncle?"

Little Nianmo shivered and shrank behind Yihan's back. She smiled at Xia Yihan gently and Yan Qingyan slowly tightened her fingers.

"Yihan!" Xu Haoran suddenly appeared in the ward, his left eye still wrapped in thick gauze, and he was obviously very happy to see Xia Yihan.

Little Nianmo rushed into Xu Haoran's arms, and Xia Yihan saw Xu Haoran's eyes and felt as if his heart had been cut open. The two of them walked in front of each other on the lawn. Xu Haoran looked for every opportunity to talk to Xia Yihan.

In the distance, an old man leaning on his back walked towards the two of them. It seemed that he was drunk and bumped into Xia Yihan. Xu Haoran was busy holding Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan had never smelled the smell coming from Xu Haoran. The smell made Xia Yihan feel very comfortable, and there was a gentle look in his eyes when he looked at Xu Haoran.

At night, Ye Zimo was typing on the keyboard, the alarm of the red button in the hall rang, and Ye Zimo turned on the monitor.

Xia Yihan in the monitor walked slowly around the hall in a long white nightgown, as if he was looking for something.

What happened to Yihan? Sleepwalking? Ye Zimo followed him downstairs, frowning, and came to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan's eyes widened and were empty, as if he did not see Ye Zimo at all. Ye mo winked at the housekeeper. The two of them watched Xia Yihan searching the whole hall and finally landed in the position that Ye Zimo usually did in the hall!

"Ye Zimo, I hate you, Ye Zimo. I hate you!" Xia Yihan grabbed the fruit knife from the fruit tray and stabbed it into the seat, using all his strength.

Ye Zimo frowned, flicked on the light and roared, "Xia Yihan, what are you doing?!"

Xia Yihan turned around and looked at Ye Zimo. She staggered and fell on the sofa in a daze.

The next day, Xia Yihan woke up slightly. There was a soft sound of water running in the bathroom, pounding his head. Xia Yihan could not remember how he ran to Ye Zimo's room in the middle of the night.

The bathroom door was opened, and Ye Zimo came out with a towel around him, pressing down on many questions in his heart. Ye Zimo approached Xia Yihan, "Do you know what you did last night?"

Xia Yihan shook his head. Seeing that Ye Zimo's face was not good, he asked tentatively, "Did I run into your room yesterday?!"

Ye Zimo was surprised. She reached out to rub Xia Yihan's soft hair and was subconsciously thrown away.

"Snap!"

Xia Yihan looked at his hand in a daze and stammered, "I don't know what happened. It just happened..."

What Xia Yihan did not say to ye mo was that just as Ye Zimo approached her, an irrepressible anger burned her, and even a voice hammered in her heart. Ye Zimo was an enemy!

"Xia Yihan, since you're so resistant to me, you don't have to go anywhere in my room from today on." Ye Zimo put down the cold words and left Xia Yihan alone, still in a daze.

"Depression and split personality don't cause sleepwalking. Madam's problem seems a little weird." Zhang Fengyi flipped through the information in his hand.

Ye Zimo rubbed his brows with a headache and his mind was filled with Xia Yihan's angry look when he called his name last night.

"Contact the doctor."

Xia Yihan didn't know what was wrong with her. Just half an hour ago, she was walking along the road in a daze and almost got swept by a speeding car. Fortunately, someone stopped Xia Yihan on the way.

When they arrived at the Fashion jewelry, the employees gathered around them. It was rare to see Xia Yihan. "Don't you need to work?"

Xia Yihan frowned, his heart filled with anger. The Fashion jewelry was his lifeblood. How could these employees be so lazy?

"Sister yihan, what's wrong with you?" Kitty asked timidly, and the other employees looked even more confused.

"Who will be so lazy in the office in the future and write their own resignation report?" Xia Yihan slammed the office door.

The loud sound of the door closing stunned Xia Yihan subconsciously? Why were you so angry just now? What's wrong with me?

"Kitty, could you please send me a copy of the jewelry design materials from last quarter?" Lin Jie said softly.

Kitty was so upset by Xia Yihan's roar that he told Lin Jie all about Xia Yihan's abnormality today.

Xia Yihan sat in his office in a daze. There was a knock on the door. Xia Yihan was busy sorting out her emotions. "Please come in!"

"Yihan, I passed by here today and brought you a cake." Lin Jie put the exquisite box on Xia Yihan's table.

The sweet smell of the cake also made Xia Yihan uncomfortable and subconsciously pushed the cake far away. Lin Jie saw all this from the corner of his eyes and asked quietly, "Has Ye Zimo been treating you well lately?"

Xia Yihan nodded, then shook his head and said softly, "I don't know."

"Have you seen the news today?" Lin Jie pretended not to notice and asked. Xia Yihan shook his head and looked at Lin Jie blankly. Lin Jie smiled bitterly. The phone rang, but Ye Zimo's.

When she walked out of the room, Lin Jie picked it up. Ye Zimo's voice was faint, "What's going on in the newspaper?"

Lin Jie laughed, but his face was calm, "People always need another kind of emotional sustenance."

"Si is not simple." Ye Zimo remembered that he couldn't gather any information about Si before. Lin Jie was Xu Haoran's friend. Although they were both rivals in love, they were still friends morally.

"It doesn't matter. I've investigated it. It's safe. You should take good care of xia Yihan. She's not in the right mood."

Ye Zimo frowned and asked, "What happened to her?"