The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"Weeding!" Xia Yihan said in disbelief.

"That's right, they have to do whatever I tell them to do. If you don't believe me, ask Ye Zimo if he'll agree." Yule walked up to Xia Yihan and looked at Xia Yihan proudly, not as cute as before.

There were also some old servants among the servants. Xia Yihan looked at them trembling and squatting on the ground, and his tone was cold, "Stop all of them."

"How dare you!" Yule snapped, and the servants who had intended to get up looked at Xia Yihan in unison.

Xia Yihan held back his anger and said to Yule, "Some of them are already old. This kind of sun will make them suffer from heat stroke."

Yule smiled and said, "I don't care."

"Get up!" Xia Yihan suddenly snapped. The servants looked and quickly got up and gathered behind Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan looked at Yule fiercely and said, "You don't have to listen to her without my orders."

Everyone felt happy and answered loudly, "Yes, madam!"

The housekeeper gave Xia Yihan a careful look before leading all the servants away. "Yule, no matter what agreement you have with Ye Zimo, I hope you don't involve anyone else." Xia Yihan's calmness was in stark contrast to Yule's atmosphere.

Miss Yule and walk towards the house, Yule screamed behind him, "Xia Yihan, stop." Only Xia Yihan's slow footsteps and firm figure answered her.

When Ye Zimo returned home at night, he saw the housekeeper's face showing obvious signs of sunburn. "What's going on?"

The housekeeper said in a low voice, "Miss Yule asked us to go to the courtyard to pull the grass." Ye mo raised his eyebrows and said, "Everyone's salary will be doubled this month."

The housekeeper looked at Ye Zimo in surprise. Was this man compromising? What exactly did that woman named Yule do?

Xia Yihan sat across from Ye Zimo and looked at Ye Zimo, "I'm done."

Ye Zimo resisted the urge to crush kanri and raised his eyebrows, "I don't seem to need to report my whereabouts to you."

"Zi Mo." Yule came down the stairs and took Ye Zimo's arm affectionately. Ye Zimo didn't push Yule away, so he looked natural.

Yule's eyes rolled around and landed on Xia Yihan, "Zi Mo, I want to sit there." Ye Zimo's face remained the same. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yihan. The servant's eyes fell on Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan stood up with his back to Ye Zimo and said, "If you did this for me, then you are hurting me now."

Xia Yihan left, Ye Zimo waved his hand, and the servants left like a heavy burden. Soon, only Yule and Ye Zimo were left in the hall.

Yule smiled and sat down in Xia Yihan's seat. She raised her hand to cut the steak, revealing the specially covered wound on her arm. Ye Zimo sipped his red wine and raised his glass slightly to signal to Yule, "Have fun."

You le said with a smile, "I enjoyed it, but you can continue to treat me like you did that day." Yule lifted the scabless scar on his hand and removed the clothes from his shoulder, which was covered with scars.

Walking in front of Ye Zimo, Yule leaned down and said, "What, you can't use hard but soft?" Ye mo glanced at it, poured the red wine in his hand on yule's wounded shoulder, stood up neatly, leaving Yule with an ambiguous look in his eyes.

In his sleep, Xia Yihan felt someone pull up the quilt for him, and a wet kiss fell on his head with a reassuring air.

The mattress next to him seemed to have sunk, and his eyelids were so heavy that Xia Yihan fell into a deep sleep. When he woke up in the morning, it was cold beside him.

"Madam, someone sent an invitation." The butler respectfully took out an invitation with a gold thread. Xia Yihan opened it. It was a charity sale in the city, signed Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo.

"Do you think it was me or you who went with him?" Yule's voice came from behind.

"Miss Yule, our wife is a famous designer. She even has works in Italy. She deserves to be with our young master." The butler's sarcasm was faint.

Xia Yihan looked at Yule's changing expression, afraid that this woman would harm the housekeeper, and interrupted the housekeeper, "Go down, I got the invitation."

The butler looked at Yule reluctantly and left. At night, Xia Yihan wore a dress and looked at himself in the mirror with light makeup.

Xia Yihan opened the door and saw Xia Yihan walking down the stairs with Ye Zimo's arm in his. Yule smiled and covered his mouth. "What's wrong, Yihan? Are you going to the charity fundraiser alone?" What should I do? It's obviously an invitation to you and Zi Mo."

Xia Yihan was wearing a dress with light sequins, and the design of her shoulders made her collarbone look exquisite. Walking up to Yule, Xia Yihan said in an unchanging tone, "I went as the founder of the Fashion jewelry, the exclusive designer of the Italy nobility. What does it have to do with you?"

Yule's face had been twisted, and Xia Yihan took a bad breath and walked down the stairs over yemomo. Ye Zimo's faint voice came from behind him, "Dressed like this?"

Xia Yihan turned to look at Yule, exaggerating the hem of the pleated skirt, revealing a big v collar and smiling, ignoring Ye Zimo's face and leaving first.

Xia Yihan's appearance caused quite a stir. Most recently, the most popular jewelry brand in Italy's aristocratic circle, many reporters carried the camera to interview Xia Yihan, and many reporters asked about Ye Zimo's whereabouts.

There was an even bigger commotion behind him, and all the reporters rushed in. Yule held Ye Zimo's arm and smiled at the reporter. Ye Zimo was still expressionless and stern.

Xia Yihan was the only woman Ye Zimo had publicly brought to various occasions. Today, not only did the two of them not appear at the same time, but there was also another woman beside Ye Zimo, which made the reporters very interested.

Ye Zimo's eyes fell on Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan smiled and turned to walk into the venue. "Hello, this is what I'm going to sell today." Xia Yihan handed the jewelry to the staff at the scene.

The staff looked at the record and said with a smile, "Miss Xia, a Mr. Ye has put the charity auction item on it for you."

Xia Yihan insisted on putting on the jewelry he had brought, and the man's voice behind him trembled slightly, "Yihan."

Yihan turned to look at Xu Haoran, who appeared behind him. His heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly beat, "Brother xu, have you been well lately?"

Xu Haoran almost stepped back to avoid contact with Xia Yihan. Seeing Xia Yihan's worried eyes, he pretended to be relaxed and explained, "I missed you when I didn't see you. When I saw you, I found myself unable to extricate myself."

Xia Yihan hurriedly said, "Brother xu, this is hypnosis. You just have to think like that. Also, I'm sorry. I know about Ye Zimo's plan to lock you up. I'm really sorry."

Xu Haoran shook his head and said, "Hypnosis only magnified the desire in my heart. After you went to Italy, he never caught me again." As if remembering something, Xu Haoran glanced around, "Where's Ye Zimo?"

Xia Yihan smiled and pointed to Ye Zimo and Yule who were surrounded around the corner.

"Ye Zimo!" Xu Haoran gritted his teeth and was about to step forward. Xia Yihan grabbed Xu Haoran and shook his head slightly.

Ye Zimo's eyes were sharp when he saw Xu Haoran, but his wrist was firmly grasped when he stepped forward. Yule leaned over to Ye Zimo's ear and whispered, "They are lovers who meet at last. You have to satisfy me quickly. Otherwise, I don't know what will happen when their relationship becomes more and more unbearable."

Ye Zimo retracted his foot as he stepped out and watched Xia Yihan and Xu Haoran walk into the venue, his face full of confusion.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to today's business charity fundraiser. Today, we have the items donated by Mr. Ye, the city's largest enterprise, and the works of Miss Xia, a well-known designer who has recently been favored by the upper class in Italy. We will wait and see what happens today."

The host's words once again focused on Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo, Yule, and Xu Haoran. Xu Haoran watched Yule cling to Ye Zimo's arm and wished he could tear the blinding woman away.

Xia Yihan patted Xu Haoran's arm and gave him a reassuring look. Ye Zimo, who was sitting in the back row, stared at Xu Haoran's eyesore hands and wished he could tear them into pieces.

The ming dynasty antique calligraphy and painting donated by ye mo cost several million yuan, bringing the atmosphere of the scene to a high place. The host excitedly took out a beautiful box and said, "Next, let's see what kind of good things Miss Xia donated."

Xia Yihan frowned and said, "Strange, this is not what I submitted." As soon as he finished speaking, the host had already opened the box, and the exquisite box contained only a crude ring.

"This ring is only sold for a few dollars at the stall. What other famous designers are you talking about? Is this just a perfunctory way?" Yule said in a strange voice.

Soon the audience began to whisper:

"Did you take it by mistake? That thing doesn't seem to have anything to do with Italy's design."

"I heard that she didn't come with ye mo today. It looks like there's something fishy inside. I don't know if she's deliberately trying to make a splash."

The whispers below the stage grew louder and louder until a clear voice sounded, "One million!"

Ye Zimo's voice quieted down the scene and shut the mouths of everyone who questioned ye mo and xia Yihan.

"Ye Zimo, if you dare to take a picture of this thing today, I will destroy it so that you will never find it!" Yule said viciously.

The sudden increase in the pitch on the side shocked the people present again, "Two million." In the corner, Lin Jie put down the sign and looked at Ye Zimo and Yule with a frown. Next to him, si nodded at Ye Zimo.

"Two million! Miss Xia's things are really popular. A ring is closing in on Mr. Ye's paintings and calligraphy. Is there a better price?"

Yule listened to the host's words and her heart became even more lively. Thanks to Xia Yihan, she often went backstage to change Xia Yihan's things, just to see him make a fool of himself. A three-yuan street stall! These men actually wanted it! Ridiculous!

"Two and a half million." Sitting next to Xia Yihan, Xu Haoran calmly raised his cards.