The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Don't you already know what I'm doing?" Little chun straightened up and looked at Ye Zimo.

"Where's Zhang Fengyi?" Ye Zimo asked with a frown. In the past few days, he had actually been secretly investigating Zhang Fengyi's whereabouts.

Chun pouted and said, "He's fine. He's in a very safe cave." Qin Feng looked at the snake writhing on the ground and said in disbelief, "Did you and Manuel make all these?"

Qin Feng's words shocked the scene. Chun looked at Xia Yihan and said, "How is it? Are you satisfied? Let brother zimo know that I am a dirty woman, infatuated with him and with other men."

Xia Yihan opened his mouth, unable to utter a single word. Ye mo said, "Explain."

Chun said coldly, "There's nothing to explain."

The scene was awkward, and because of the silence, the sound of the broken wind became clearer, and the white figure protected Ye Zimo.

Chun raised his head with difficulty, a large amount of blood gushing out of his punctured chest, looked at the man he loved, and said with difficulty, "My father died because of you, and I died because of you today. We all fell into your hands, god's will."

Chun slid down with difficulty. Ye Zimo frowned and held Chun. Qin Feng rushed forward to check on the injuries, while the rest of the people chased after the gunshots.

"Chun, is she okay?" Xia Yihan looked at Chun's pale face and asked worriedly.

Qin Feng looked at xiao chun's eyelids and shook his head. Ye mo stood up and took Chun in his arms and walked to the side alone.

Xia Yihan wanted to follow him. Qin Feng put his hand on Xia Yihan's shoulder and shook his head. He sighed and said, "Their entanglement is deeper than you think."

Chun's meaning to Ye Zimo was not just that her father died for ye mo. Qin Feng whispered, "Although ye mo's attitude towards Chun was very bad, every time Chun deliberately caused trouble, ye mo would send someone to solve it. I didn't expect that he would come out personally this time."

Qin Feng's words shocked Xia Yihan, which explained why Ye Zimo chose to save Chun instead of himself when Manuel was there.

With his head in a daze, Xia Yihan walked gently to the door of the room. Chun was lying quietly on the bed, with Ye Zimo's back to Xia Yihan and his shoulders slightly lowered.

"Ye Zimo, are you okay?" Xia Yihan asked softly.

Ye Zimo did not look back, but said softly, "You go."

Tears fell from xia Yihan's eyes, and she almost hurriedly closed the door and ran to the side. Qin Feng in the corridor caught up with Xia Yihan and held him up.

"Now you know what she means to him." Qin Feng said softly.

Xia Yihan looked up. She knew that ye mo would be sad when Chun died, but she did not expect ye mo to reject herself so clearly and not allow herself to stay by his side.

At night, Xia Yihan sat quietly on the mast in the hallway. Qin Feng looked at her from afar, and ye mo carried Chun out of the door with haggard eyes.

Walking to Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan and said softly, "I'll take her back."

Xia Yihan nodded calmly and looked at Chun in his arms. Zhang Fengyi's helicopter was not far away. Looking at xia Yihan, Zhang Fengyi wanted to say something. After a while, he could only comfort him, "He will come back. He just went to see him off."

Xia Yihan nodded and suddenly asked, "What exactly does Chun have to do with Ye Zimo?"

Zhang Fengyi looked at the dim light in the cab and sighed, "Many people only know that Chun's father saved him. In fact, Ye Zimo had known Chun since he was a child. They were childhood sweethearts."

"Yes, I see." Xia Yihan gently cut Zhang Fengyi off and said with a smile, "Be careful on the road."

The roar took Ye Zimo away. Qin Feng took Xia Yihan by the arm and said sadly, "Now you can cry. He's gone."

Xia Yihan shook his head and smiled bitterly. The next day, qin feng came to Xia Yihan and said, "Yihan, the person we're looking for is back."

The two of them rushed to the side hall. The other was a 50-year-old old man. They seemed not surprised to see Xia Yihan, but said, "I know you will come to me."

Ye mo left, and Xia Yihan's desire for the antidote was not so strong. Instead, he calmed down and said apologetically to the old man, "I'm sorry to disturb your life here, but I would like to ask if there is a drug that can control the mind."

The old man nodded and said, "Yes, and now the last bottle of medicine in the world is in my granddaughter Yule's hands."

"Yule!?" The familiar name made Yule exclaim.

Qin Feng was also surprised, "Do you know Yule? Yule is Manuel's brother's favorite fashion designer."

Qin Feng's words cleared up all the mysteries. Why did Kiu suddenly come to china to find him, but why did he think he was Yule?

Xia Yihan was once again shrouded in great doubts. Without Ye Zimo around, Xia Yihan felt empty and had no courage to pursue.

Qin Feng twisted Xia Yihan's shoulder and said softly in a gentle and tired tone, "Yihan, I'm tired of living in Italy and I don't want to be involved in these things. Would you like to be with me?"

"With you? Leave everything behind?" Xia Yihan repeated Qin Feng's words in a daze.

Qin Feng said anxiously, "I don't mind that you can't forget him when you take the time. You're already hypnotized and can't fall in love with him, can you? I have enough money in the swiss bank to make us happy for the rest of our lives."

Qin Feng's words moved Xia Yihan to a world without Ye Zimo, where there would be no sorrow, a life of indifference?

This thought had been bothering Xia Yihan all day. Looking out at the moon that had risen, Xia Yihan almost subconsciously called Ye Zimo.

"Hello?" Ye Zimo's voice was full of tiredness and seemed to feel the other party's uneasiness. Ye Zimo called out again, "Yihan."

"Yeah, it's me... Is she okay?" Xia Yihan held the phone, her heart racing.

"Tomorrow's funeral." Ye Zimo's voice was low and the two of them were speechless for a moment.

Xia Yihan listened quietly to the voice of the other party, and said dryly, "Then you should go to bed early." There was a noise on the signal. Xia Yihan said hurriedly without waiting for Ye Zimo to answer, "There's a noise on the phone. I can't hear you clearly. I'll hang up first."

Silence returned to the room, and the other party's last voice was not heard clearly, nor dare to listen, holding the phone and falling asleep.

The next day, the third day, Ye Zimo's figure did not appear again. Xia Yihan stood on the edge of the cliff and looked at the endless coast in the distance. Qin Feng walked behind Xia Yihan and his voice was blown intermittently by the sea wind, "Yihan, maybe he will come back, but with the first time, there will always be a second time. Your life can't stand waiting too long."

Xia Yihan turned around and looked at the man he knew from another country. He was not as harmless as he thought, but he was always there when he needed it.

"Would you like to go back to my country?" Xia Yihan raised his voice.

Qin Feng was stunned and asked in a daze, "Are you agreeing?"

Xia Yihan smiled and nodded, "As my friend, I want to invite you to my country." Xia Yihan's softening attitude made Qin Feng couldn't help but nod and say, "Then let's go."

Xia Yihan frowned. Don't you need to tell Kiu? A subtle change flashed in Qin Feng's eyes and he said in a low voice, "There's no one else in his heart other than the dead kiki. Let's just go."

Until sitting in the cabin, Xia Yihan still felt as if she had been separated from the rest of her life. They came here in a grand manner. Manuel had left, ye mo had left, Chun had died, and she was leaving with her original enemy.

Qin Feng snorted, and Xia Yihan turned to see the sweat on his head. "Qin Feng, are you feeling unwell?"

Qin feng pressed his elbow against his stomach and smiled at Xia Yihan, "It's okay. I have a stomach problem."

Xia Yihan asked the stewardess to bring a glass of water. Qin Feng took a sip, then his face turned even paler.

"You can't last more than ten hours like this. Let's go now! Go back first." Xia Yihan stood up and tried to help Qin Feng up.

"No, don't go back." Qin Feng murmured, clasping the armrests on both sides tightly. When she woke up again, Qin Feng turned her dry eyes and the sea breeze blew gently, making the room quiet.

"Are you awake?" Xia Yihan happily walked over and took qin feng's temperature.

"I'm finally back." Qin Feng looked into Xia Yihan's eyes and said with a smile.

Xia Yihan pinched the corner of Qin Feng's quilt and said, "We'll leave when you're well." Qin Feng nodded, closed his eyes and stopped talking.

"Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo is back." The old voice came to mind at the door. Xia Yihan's heart was like a thunder drum. When he went out, he looked back casually. Kiu was standing in front of Qin Feng, and their faces were very strange.

Ye Zimo was much more haggard and his eyes became sharper. When he saw Xia Yihan, ye mo walked up to Xia Yihan and asked, "Where have you been?"

Xia Yihan shook off Ye Zimo's hand and said, "I plan to go back to china with Qin Feng first."

Ye Zimo gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't I tell you to wait for me?"

Xia Yihan remembered Ye Zimo's low voice on the phone, but it made her even angrier. She waved Ye Zimo's hand away and Xia Yihan shouted, "Why should I wait for you? Why should I always wait for you? This time, there's xiaochun. Next time?"

Ye Zimo frowned, "She's gone. I'll give her a ride. Don't be unreasonable."

Xia Yihan smiled coldly, "Am I unreasonable? You're sad that she left, aren't you? You told me to leave. Well, I'll leave, far away!"

There was something else to say. Xia Yihan's arms were already tightly held. Ye Zimo's eyes burst with anger and said, "What do you want? She's gone, so I want to be alone with her for a while. I just want you to give her some time and space!"

Xia Yihan did not speak. Ye mo held the aggrieved little woman in his arms and said, "When I was a child, I had a relationship with her. I would be sad if she died, but if you died, I would die too."