The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Manuel looked back and said slowly, "So I brought you an apology gift." Manuel clapped and three figures appeared at the end.

"Manuel, aren't you afraid of causing trouble with the british royal family?!" Ahern was a little flustered, which made him so angry that even his usual gentlemanly demeanor could not be maintained. Lin Jie fixed his eyes on Xia Yihan, then turned to look away. "Elder brother Zimo, come and save xiao chun." Little chun called out to Ye Zimo with tears in her eyes. Ahern brought Chun to himself. His long fingers gently lifted Chun's chin, feeling the obvious tremor under his thin skin, he sighed.

"Ye Zimo, I don't think you'll ever forget that this woman's father died in flames for you, or that she was cut off with a finger for you."

As Manuel spoke, he pulled open the gloves that Chun wore every day. His palms, which had not been exposed to the sun for years, were white and smooth, and his little thumb was obviously missing a segment. It was a very abrupt sight.

"No! Don't look. Give me back my gloves." Chun screamed and looked at Ye Zimo in despair, trying to cover up his broken fingers with his sleeves. Ye Zimo said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

Manuel raised Chun's finger and put it in front of Ye Zimo. His hoarse voice was a little cruel. He said slowly, "I want you to be willing to leave Xia Yihan behind. And this woman, this woman who sacrificed all her life for you, you can take her away."

"Manuel, you better know what you're doing." Ye Zimo's eyes were full of gloom, and his hands had already grabbed Xia Yihan's hands, ready to walk out.

"Two are your friends, one is the father and daughter who saved you. Are you really going to give them up?" Manuel raised his voice behind him.

Ye Zimo stopped and looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan saw the struggle in Ye Zimo's eyes, the pain in the other party, and Chun's mournful cry in his ear.

"Let go of the woman in your hand." Ye Zimo clenched his hand until Xia Yihan couldn't help but cry out in pain and let go.

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo's side face in shock. She was going to stay, but she didn't expect Ye Zimo to choose Chun over her! The words that came out of Ye Zimo's mouth made Xia Yihan look at Ye Zimo like a stranger.

Could it be that everything he did to xiao chun was fake? What was this man thinking?

"Zi Mo!" Lin Jie called out to Ye Zimo and shook his head. He knew what ye mo was going to do. Although this would make Xia Yihan sad and give him a chance, he didn't want Xia Yihan to be sad.

Ye mo looked at manuel expressionlessly. Manuel gently pushed Chun forward, "As you wish, Mr. Ye."

"Ye Zimo, let me ask you once. Have you thought about it?" Xia Yihan was as cold as if he had been pulled out of an ice cave and asked Ye Zimo in a voice he could feel.

Ye Zimo turned his head and looked deeply at Xia Yihan. He grabbed Xia Yihan's hand so hard that he could see the color of blood.

Suddenly, he let go, and his attitude explained everything.

"Elder brother Zimo!" Chun ran to Ye Zimo and shook his arms around Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo did not move, but stood straight with his back to Xia Yihan.

"You can go." Xia Yihan sniffed. The huge disappointment in her heart made her want to cry. She lifted her chin to prevent tears from falling.

Ye Zimo paused, unable to move his legs like a stone weighing tens of millions of pounds, until Chun called out worriedly, "Elder brother Zimo."

"You can go too. Please, you can go too." Xia Yihan turned his back to Lin Jie and said softly. Lin Jie looked at Xia Yihan with a complicated expression and finally left. What Xia Yihan needed was never him.

"They have left, Miss Xia?" Manuel looked at Xia Yihan with interest.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Xia Yihan said angrily.

"Fortune teller, get married." Manuel handed the dagger to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan took the dagger and looked at it. He took it out and stabbed Manuel. He stopped in front of Manuel, "Why don't you hide? You're not afraid that I'll kill you with a knife."

Manuel looked into Xia Yihan's eyes and said with a smile, "Ye Zimo has protected you too well, so your heart is far from his determination."

Hearing Ye Zimo, Xia Yihan's memory was occupied by his resolute back when he left, and Manuel grabbed his wrist as he walked towards the room. Xia Yihan was a little frightened and said, "Where are you going?"

"Go to a very important place and do something very important." Manuel grabbed Xia Yihan to stop Xia Yihan from escaping.

"Elder brother Zimo, what's wrong with you?" Xiao chun shook Ye Zimo's hand. Ever since he parted from Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo had not said a word.

"Chun." Ye Zimo looked up at Chun and pulled his hand out of his pure little arm.

Seeing ye moli himself, Chun looked at Ye Zimo happily. Didn't Ye Zimo choose himself today to prove that he was more important than Ye Zimo?

"When your father saved my life, you lost a finger for me." Ye Zimo said slowly, and Chun's heart began to panic, "This is what we want."

Ye Zimo shook his head and continued, "Today is the last time I will repay you. Do you understand?"

After Ye Zimo finished speaking, he got up and walked out. Chun hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him, "Are you going to save xia Yihan? Do you know how many people and abilities Manuel has? You're going to die."

Ye Zimo looked at Chun coldly, his lips tightly pursed. Chun stepped back and said gloomily, "You really haven't taken me seriously for so many years. You chose to save me only because my father saved you?"

Without a response, the cold man staggered away and walked out resolutely. With a roar, the car made a quick turn in its original position and then sped forward, quickly disappearing on the horizon.

The most primitive dim candlelight, the strange and complicated patterns, the melodies of the words and sentences that could not be heard clearly, the old man opened his eyes and looked at the Thirteen stars in Xia Yihan and Xia Yihan's hands, "The prophet?"

Manuel stepped forward and spoke a few words to the woman in italian, then raised his voice, "Why can't you marry her? Didn't you say that the marriage of a fortune-teller must end here?"

"Manuel, it must be the descendants of Caesar or Caesar who can make a marriage with a fortuneteller, and your family was only a deputy general of Julius Caesar in the past, so they had no right to contact a fortuneteller."

Manuel frowned and looked at Xia Yihan, "What if I have to marry her?"

The old man sighed, "Manuel, did you marry her because she was a fortuneteller or because you fell in love with her?"

Manuel frowned and subconsciously looked at the woman standing beside him. Falling in love with this woman? No, as long as he thinks of this woman these days, he will think of the Thirteen stars. He doesn't love this woman, he just wants her appeal.

Have you asked me for my opinion? I don't agree!" Xia Yihan said.

Manuel stood up and walked up to Xia Yihan and looked down at Xia Yihan, "Is there any other reason that you don't agree with ye mo?"

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and said calmly, "I have another child."

The old voice suddenly sounded with a trace of anger, "How could a diviner other than Julius Caesar be able to harm a child on earth?"

Manuel said with an odd expression, "You still have children, but you look very young?"

Xia Yihan shook his head and thought of Ye Nianmo. His eyes were gentle, "I love my child very much. I don't know what the so-called diviner is, but if I had to choose, I would still choose my child."

Manuel shook his head and said with a smile, "No, you will like the feeling that a diviner brings to one person over ten thousand people."

In the huge bathroom, Xia Yihan reiterated to the servants standing in a row, "Thank you. I'll just wash myself."

The servants stood aside and said something that Xia Yihan could not understand in italian. Xia Yihan was defeated and could only nod and let these people go.

There were seven or eight people serving Xia Yihan. The woman took out some white stone powder and rubbed it against Yihan's skin. As the white skin was removed, Xia Yihan's already very smooth and white skin was more like egg white. It was tender and smooth.

"Should I wear this?" Xia Yihan asked the servant, pointing at an exotic but somewhat revealing set of clothes. The clothes were bare at the waist, and the back was bare. The pants were satin knickers, and the whole set looked exotic.

Xia Yihan put his head down to cover his smooth back and was escorted to a door by a group of people. Manuel was waiting for Xia Yihan at the door. When he saw Xia Yihan, he nodded with satisfaction, "My princess, you will fall in love with the position that the diviner brought."

The door, which was pushed open by the two of them, creaked. The hundreds of people who had been standing inside the hall held their breath when they saw Xia Yihan and spontaneously made way for them.

Manuel nudged xia Yihan on the back, and Xia Yihan took a deep breath and walked up the top step. Full of gems and dazzling gold bases.

The crowd watched as Xia Yihan walked step by step to the golden base. They looked up at the seat that no one had sat on for hundreds of years, and looked up at this amazing oriental woman.

"Manuel, you said this oriental woman was a diviner. How could such a weak oriental be not an englishman, not an italian, but a chinese?" A woman said in disbelief, and then some echoed.

Manuel laughed and nodded to the side. The servant put the tray in front of Xia Yihan and signaled Xia Yihan to pick up the Thirteen stars on the tray.

Xia Yihan knew what Manuel meant, but he just sat there and watched the two hundred people below him.

All of these people were from all sides of power, but now they were all standing in a group of chattering.

There was always a line of sight on the side of Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan couldn't help but turn his head, "Lucy?"

Lucy looked at Xia Yihan and was shocked that he was the diviner that everyone in the circle wanted. Xia Yihan stepped down from the throne in front of everyone and walked towards lucy, "You are also a member of this organization? Does ahern know?"

Lucy's family was just a family that was not worth mentioning. Now that Xia Yihan had become the center of attention, Lucy's face was a little unnatural. He nodded, as if he thought it was a bad answer, and added, "My father is, ahern doesn't know."