The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him.

Unfortunately, he was too tall for her to reach his lips on her tiptoes.

He did not move and allowed her to work in vain again and again.

She clearly didn't want to kiss him, but she still wanted to kiss him as if she were hungry and thirsty.

Not sure when, Song Wanting got up and went out for morning exercise.

When they reached the entrance of the hall, they saw Xia Yihan standing on tiptoes, trying to kiss Ye Zimo.

Last night, Song Wanting heard Fang Lina's estrus in Ye Zimo's room for so long, and he was very depressed. He didn't expect to see this scene again when he got up, and he immediately gritted his teeth angrily.

"Yo, what are you playing this early in the morning?" Song Wanting covered his mouth and walked up with a smile.

Xia Yihan blushed awkwardly and looked at Ye Zimo, unsure whether to continue or stop.

The clear palm marks on her face were right under his eyes, and he really hated Song Wanting's behavior.

"Continue!" He looked at Xia Yihan as if Song Wanting didn't exist.

Xia Yihan looked even more embarrassed and kissed him in front of his fiancee. No matter what kind of person his fiancee was, it was immoral of her to do so.

"Good morning, Miss Song!" She said hello to Song Wanting on purpose.

"Hehe, morning, morning. Am I disturbing you?" Song Wanting asked with a smile as if nothing had happened.

"If you know to disturb me, do you still want to ask?" Ye Zimo's voice was cold, and Song Wanting's smile froze awkwardly.

"I'm going to the morning exercise, or you guys can continue!"

Song Wanting said so, but his feet were still on the ground.

Ye mo suddenly wrapped her arms around Xia Yihan's waist and bent over to hold her in his arms. He passed Song Wanting and went straight to the master bedroom...

Song Wanting stood alone in the hall, clenching his fists and glaring at their backs. It was clear that she had seduced Ye Zimo on purpose in that scene just now, but what was abominable was that she could arouse his desire just by making a mean move. Just because she can't deal with Ye Zimo doesn't mean she'll never be able to deal with xia Yihan. As long as she wanted to, she would have a way.

Just then, the phone in her handbag suddenly rang. It was a strange number. Elder sister Wanting, this is Yu Shanshan. I want to visit you today. If you want to keep Xia Yihan away from yemo, or make her disappear from the world forever, I think you will definitely need me.

It seemed that Xia Yihan really made a lot of enemies. Song Wanting smiled coldly and felt that the news was coming at the right time.

She only replied one word: okay.

Xia Yihan was not gently put on the bed by Ye Zimo. Thinking about how many women had slept on it, she could not express her sadness.

He pressed her down hard, and the morning heat was intense.

The more she didn't want to, the more he wanted her to. It all depended on how she slowly lost her mind and became more and more addicted to him.

Xia Yihan lay helplessly under him, unable to help but think about his intimate scenes with many women. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable and disgusting he felt.

Her dark eyes stared at him like an innocent bunny, and her pitiful little appearance did not stop him from moving.

But he didn't want to be moved by this heartless woman.

He pressed her little mouth fiercely and kissed her fiercely, not gentle at all.

Her lips had been bitten so many times in the morning, but now they were sucked in by him with great force, and even oozed a little blood.

"Hum it out if you feel comfortable. Don't let me remind you every time." He whispered in her ear, his hot breath spilling over her ear sockets. She was tickled and tingled, but she could not help but tremble slightly.

Her maid uniform was ripped apart by him, and he was as ruthless as a wolf...

Without going to the morning exercise today, Ye Zimo seemed to have put all his energy into making out with the delicate girl.

Xia Yihan's hair was drenched in sweat, not knowing how long he had wanted it.

When Song Wanting came back from her morning exercise, she heard a faint hum from Ye Zimo's room. Although it was not as clear as last night, the effect of her resentment was the same.

She winked at the housekeeper, who, despite some reluctance, walked to Ye Zimo's master bedroom and knocked on the door gently.

"Mr. Ye, it's time for breakfast!"

Ye Zimo's face darkened. Knowing that the butler had probably done it on purpose, he shouted out of the door in a cold voice, "Go away!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" The butler glanced awkwardly at Song Wanting, who was standing by the side, and said in his heart that I had tried my best, that they had not stopped, and that there was nothing I could do about it.

Xia Yihan was almost exhausted from his torment. She looked at him for help and said in a low voice, "Your health is important. You should... Eat... Breakfast first."

"You're not paying attention. You have to be punished!"

...

Compared to her weakness, ye mo seemed unaffected.

He felt a sense of satisfaction at the sight of her being tormented like this by him, her small red face, and the hickeys all over her body. Of course, if this kind of love was not forced by him, but she was willing, he would be more satisfied.

In any case, his eyes were much gentler when he was venting his emotions.

"Are you tired this time?" There was a wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xia Yihan wouldn't dare say she wasn't tired unless she was crazy.

She tried to nod hard, but she didn't even have the strength to nod. She just said softly, "Tired, very tired."

He seemed very satisfied and touched her hair gently once in a while.

"Get some sleep. You don't have to get up. Someone will bring you breakfast later."

She did not know if it was because she was too tired, but his gentle words made her heart soften as if she was not on guard.

She closed her eyes slowly, not thinking whether she should or not.

Ye Zimo threw her torn clothes on the floor, grabbed the blanket on the bed and covered her, then went into the bathroom in the bedroom to take a shower.

After only a short shower, when he came back, Xia Yihan was already asleep and snored slightly.

It looks like she's really tired. She sleeps like a child.

Ye mo sat down beside the bed and gently stroked her hair. In her heart, she said, woman, you know, if you really love me wholeheartedly in your heart, I will love you well.

Even if he didn't love her, at least he would cherish her, spoil her, and make her happy that no woman in the world could ever wait for.

Unfortunately, it was only then that she didn't think about Mo Xiaojun or Hai Zhixuan.

After staring at her for a while, he went to the closet to get his clothes and put them on before he went to the dining room.

Song Wanting sat at the dining table and waited. She was the only one in the huge dining room. Looking at her silhouette from afar gave people a feeling of loneliness.

She knew it would have this effect, so this morning she told all the servants not to take care of her, and she would personally serve ye mo breakfast.

Waiting for his man to finish with another woman and come for breakfast was actually uncomfortable.

But for the happiness, glory, and wealth of her future life, she convinced herself that she had to endure it.

"Zi Mo, you're here?" As he walked elegantly, Song Wanting quickly stood up and smiled at him.

She brought the breakfast to him and said softly, "The temperature is just right. I've kept it warm."

"Where are the butler and the servant?" Ye Zimo asked faintly.

"I told them not to come. You're my fiance and I should take care of you myself." Song Wanting said with a gentle smile.

She was blaming him in her heart. The smile looked fake and stiff.

Ye mo did not move his breakfast. Looking at her, he said calmly, "Actually, you don't have to force a smile. It makes people feel that you are very wronged. Anyone you can find on your terms will treat you better than me. If you really don't want to see this, we can break the engagement. Of course, I'll give you enough cash to satisfy you."

Song Wanting smiled coldly in his heart. Enough cash? How much is enough? A certain female star gave birth to three children to a wealthy family and was kicked out of the house to get a billion dollars in cash. A billion dollars in cash looks like a lot, but compared to the total assets of that rich family, what is it? So would she be stupid enough to ask for his breakup fee, not all of his family property, and this extraordinary man whom everyone hates? He really underestimated her ambition and her endurance.

She used to think that she truly loved him, but when she thought that something was wrong with his body, she realized that her feelings for him might not be love at all. She also asked herself, if it was the same person, he was penniless, he was physically disabled, would she still love him? Obviously not.

But when he was with another woman, she still hated him because he was her fiance and her body was meant for her.

"Eat, Zi Mo. How can I force a smile? I love you!"

He glanced at her and frowned slightly. He remembered telling her that he hated words like this, especially when a person didn't love them at all and even put them on the lips hypocritically.

Song Wanting realized that he had made a mistake and acted coquettishly.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said anything. I just want to say that I am willing to marry you. And I won't be jealous of who you're with. I won't be jealous. As long as they make you happy, I will be happy for you."

Once this woman tells a lie, she can really fake it. If she had said these things before she hurt xia Yihan, he might have believed them a little. Now...

"Really?" He asked indifferently, and Song Wanting nodded repeatedly, "Really."

"Then why hit Yihan xia?" His eyes suddenly turned cold and her heart trembled.

"I... I wronged Zi Mo! Who said that? Is it younger sister Han? I didn't. You know, I've always treated her like my own sister. How could I hit her? You know what I do to her. Not only do I treat her well, I treat her sister as my own." As he spoke, Song Wanting's eyes began to moisten.

It was as if she was really wronged and wronged.

Ye Zimo also had no patience to watch her perform, and his expression was cold.

"You know it yourself! Don't pretend to be in front of me. If you can be more frank, I might still like you."

She's not stupid. She admitted to being rough with his woman, and he would think she was outspoken and cute? He was afraid that he would take the opportunity to sweep her out of the house.

"Zi Mo, you wronged me to death. Well, if you insist that I did it, then think of it as me. I don't care if you ask younger sister Han to slap me a hundred times later. I really think of her as my own sister for nothing. I..."

"Will you find someone to rape your own sister?" He cut her off with a straight face.

"This..." Because ye mo did not expect to say that directly, Song Wanting was caught off guard and did not know how to answer.

But then she thought, she was the main wife, and it was natural to teach the third party a lesson. So, he mustered up his courage and explained in a soft voice, "I really didn't expect that. You know who Shu Hao is, and I can't control it."

"Really? So I'm going to help the The song family and you discipline him?"

Song Wanting did not expect a slap to make yemo react so strongly. She was so eloquent that she could not find a way to deal with Ye Zimo's words.

She remained silent for a few seconds before a smile returned to her face.

"Well, Zi Mo, you're his brother-in-law. It's only right to discipline him. But he's still a member of our family. I'll be happy to see how you manage him at home, how you scold him. I'm begging you, don't make things difficult for him, don't let him go to court again, okay? My parents are old and haven't done much bad things in their lives. They shouldn't worry about him when they get old."

Song Wanting had no choice but to be honest.

Ye Zimo has always liked honest and trustworthy people. Honest people, even if there is no talent, he doesn't care, but what he cares about is a person's heart.

He observed her expression for a while. Maybe she was really cruel to others, but she was really worried about her parents and her brother.

Recently, Song Shuhao had suffered enough from this incident. He had seen the video of the reporters interviewing him, and his whole mind was about to break down. If it weren't for the people he arranged to deal with him, no one else would have been so serious about the son of the vice president of the provincial chamber of commerce. I'm afraid Song Shuhao knew that it was not easy to get out of this situation because he had offended Ye Zimo. It was because of this that his spirit collapsed easily. The pampered child had never heard a single word of it before, and now that there was no privacy about it, all the previous activities were dug out and exposed. No wonder he couldn't hold on.

Song Wanting was also quietly observing Ye Zimo. Seeing that his expression had loosened, she once again pleaded in a low voice, "Zi Mo, Shu Hao knows he's wrong. If you don't respect me, you should respect my parents. My dad is going to leave soon. I don't want him to be late. Even at this point, it was hard for Shu Hao to look up. If he did something worse to Xia Yihan, he would have deserved to die ten thousand times. But he didn't succeed, so if he was wrong, he wouldn't have to die. Please, just let him go."

Ye Zimo did not speak and picked up the breakfast she had served and began to eat slowly.

Song Wanting didn't dare to say anything more. He had made it through, so he could only see what he meant. She could only stand there in silence, not daring to move.

After ye mo finished eating, Song Wanting quickly handed over the napkin. He wiped his mouth elegantly, put the napkin back on the table, and said faintly, "Go apologize to Xia Yihan. I want to see the sincerity."

"Yes, yes, yes. I should apologize to sister han. I must apologize!" Song Wanting nodded his head repeatedly and wanted to ask him if that would stop Shu Hao's business.

"Don't go overboard, and if you're sincere enough to apologize today, I won't continue to be embarrassed." His simple words finally made Song Wanting feel relieved.

"Tell the housekeeper to prepare a nutritious breakfast for Xia Yihan and arrange for the servants to send her to my bedroom. When she wakes up, you apologize."

"Okay, Zi Mo."

Song Wanting didn't dare to say anything, so he immediately agreed and walked out of the restaurant.

"Don't tell her. I asked you to apologize."

"Okay."

Song Wanting found the housekeeper outside the main house and told him Ye Zimo's instructions.

Even though the butler knew that yemo was good to Xia Yihan, he did not expect such a good method. This was great.

"Miss Song, when did you say that Mr. Ye did this to a woman? It was you..." He was too emotional, so he blurted it out and regretted it in the middle of it. Stealing a glance, Song Wanting's face was indeed very ugly. He quickly smiled awkwardly and said, "Miss Song, don't worry. There's no sun in the sky. She won't last long even if she's wild. You, just bear with it. When Mr. Ye is not interested in her, you can let her die."

This was pleasing to the ear, and Song Wanting smiled slightly.

"Look, what are you talking about? She's my sister han. I'm looking forward to her. I'm happy to be able to serve zimo."

She said with a smile, but she could not hide her hatred. The butler was even happier when he saw that they were like fire and water. He had a hard time dealing with Xia Yihan himself. It would be great to get around Song Wanting.

He chuckled and said, "Yes, you're right. That Xia Yihan girl should really thank you for your generosity."

After breakfast, ye mo went back to her bedroom and turned on her computer to work.

Unless he has an important meeting, he usually doesn't need to go to the office. Where to deal with the documents depends on his mood.

Of course, it wasn't that he was completely free. There were still some things that he needed to see personally on a business trip, such as some big investments.

Nothing special happened today. He just worked on the computer. Glancing at Xia Yihan, he secretly curled his lips and imagined Song Wanting apologizing to her. Would she be relieved?

As Xia Yihan rolled over, some of the blankets on his body were removed to reveal his kiss-stained shoulders. The marks of being destroyed by a man once again stimulated Ye Zimo. He even wanted to wake her up again. But seeing how she slept so soundly, he did not take action. Instead, he saw her clothes scattered on the ground. He remembered that this woman probably had nothing to wear.

He took out his cell phone and dialed the number of the female assistant, Lin Ling. He told her to send some clothes according to Xia Yihan's size.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry. I thought I wouldn't be able to use that size anymore. I threw away the paper." Lin Ling obviously didn't want to run errands for Xia Yihan. Last time, this time.

"You're not a careless person. Don't do this again." Ye Zimo's words were a little heavy. Lin Ling was a little angry on the other end of the phone. He didn't expect that for a maid, he not only ordered her, but also scolded her. But knowing Ye Zimo's temper, she quickly apologized, "It's my fault, Mr. Ye. I promise that this won't happen again. Look, why don't I get someone to take her measurements now?"

"No, take your notes. I'll tell you."

"Okay!" Lin Ling agreed and picked up the notepad on his desk.

Ye mo glanced at Xia Yihan and then skillfully stated her height and measurements.

"All right, Mr. Ye, all of them. How many clothes do you think you need to prepare?"

"From head to toe, in addition to formal casual wear, underwear and socks, buy as much as you think she can change."

"I see, Mr. Ye. It's a big one. Can I send it back tonight?" She might have to deal with her emotions first.

"Sure."

"Thank you, Mr. Ye."

Ye Zimo put down the phone and heard the housekeeper knock on the door. Every time she called for him to come in, it was different this time. She glanced at the sleeping Xia Yihan and got up for the first time to open the door herself.

"What is it?"

"Mr. Ye, miss mo said she wanted to go to school today. She said she wanted me to send a car to school. Look..."

"Send a car and ask the driver to follow her, saying that he will be responsible for her safety."

"Yes!" The butler agreed, but he was confused. Ye mo was good to the people around Xia Yihan. He could think of a reason. But why follow him and protect him? Was it to spy on her? After staying in the villa for so long, he still couldn't figure out what Ye Zimo was thinking.

Xia Yihan slept very soundly. After a few days of lovemaking and not sleeping last night, it was hard to wake up. She didn't even hear Ye Zimo calling or talking to the housekeeper at the door. Of course, he deliberately lowered his voice.

By the time she woke up, breakfast had already passed. It was almost eleven o' clock.

She opened her eyes and looked around. Only when she saw the dark chandelier on the roof did she remember that it was Ye Zimo's master bedroom. Why the hell did she sleep so soundly in his bed? That's not right.

She flipped over and sat up, only to find that the slippery blanket slid off the bed directly from her naked body.

Only then did she realize that she was naked and hurriedly bent over to pull the blanket.

"Do you want it the moment you wake up?" Ye Zimo asked her, amused, as if she was in a particularly good mood.

In fact, he did not realize that spoiling her, especially secretly spoiling her behind her back, would make him happy.

"No, no, no." Xia Yihan answered in a panic, pulling up the blanket and wrapping it around her.

She knew she should go along with him, and he wanted her to agree. But now, she had really been squeezed dry, and if he had forced her to do it again, she wondered if she would have fainted.

She wrapped herself up completely and got out of bed to look on the floor. The clothes were so tragic that it was impossible to put them on.

Alas! She sighed in her heart that she had no clothes at all, and now she didn't even have a change of clothes.

Why does this man like to tear his clothes? Doesn't he know that just because he has a lot of clothes doesn't mean that everyone else is as easy to wear as he is?

Dragging her sore legs, she had just reached the door when he asked coldly from behind, "Where are you going?"

"Mr. Ye, I'm going to get some clothes for a bath."

"Just go wash up. Don't get dressed today. Stay in my room for a day."

What? Did she hear it wrong, staying naked in his room all day? How awkward she must be.