The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"I really have no problem. Let me out!" Xia Yihan glared at the doctor.

The doctor looked at the pretty figure in front of him and sighed, "You'd better stay here. Maybe you can go out one day. Okay, let's eat."

Xia Yihan calmed down and asked the nurse to feed her. When she was about to put the cloth back on, Xia Yihan shouted, "I'm not crazy. You know, and it hurts me. Can I not have the cloth? Anyway, I won't hurt myself and scream. No one will talk to me."

The doctor thought about it. It was true that this strip was used to prevent the patient from biting him. The woman did not say that she had to treat Xia Yihan as a mental patient.

Xia Yihan's large, black and white eyes were wet as he looked at the doctor. The doctor's face turned red and he coughed like a mask. He waved at the nurse."

Hearing the footsteps of the few people getting further and further away, Xia Yihan hurriedly twisted his hands and moved his chair against the door. It was not long before the sound of jumping came from the corridor.

Hello, is anyone there? Can you do me a favor?" Xia Yihan shouted against the door.

Sure enough, the footsteps stopped and the young male voice sounded, "No one. I'm just a mushroom."

Mushroom? Xia Yihan silently remembered that this was a mental hospital and was worried that the other party would leave. Xia Yihan hurriedly shouted, "What a coincidence. I am also a mushroom, fellow! Can you open the door!"

The voice outside the door was stunned for a moment, "You said you were a mushroom. How do I know if you are a mushroom?"

"Is this really a mental patient? The logic is very good." Xia Yihan muttered in a low voice. The voice outside the door seemed a little anxious and urged, "You don't say I'm leaving."

"Don't you know if I'm a mushroom when you open the door?" Xia Yihan shouted quickly.

There was a twisting sound from the doorknob, and soon a head popped out. Xia Yihan looked at the boy's face in front of him and felt familiar. His gray eyes, slightly curly hair and delicate features made him a very handsome hybrid.

The hybrid circled around Xia Yihan, who was tangled up so tightly, and clapped her hands happily, "You are indeed a mushroom. You can't move!"

Xia Yihan smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I am a mushroom, but now these ropes hinder my growth. Can you help me remove all these ropes?"

The hybrid nodded and came to pull the rope on Xia Yihan. "What's your name?" Xia Yihan asked as he looked out the door.

"My name is mushroom!" The hybrid struggled to untie the rope.

Xia Yihan sighed and asked patiently, "Is there no other name than the name?"

The mixed-race man paused as he untied the rope and said, "Sometimes they call me Xiaotian, but I still like to make mushrooms."

As soon as the rope loosened, Xia Yihan immediately grabbed Xiaotian's hand, "Xiaotian, let's go."

As soon as he walked out of the corridor, the alarm rang. The nurse standing next to him had already seen Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan was running out of the courtyard with xiaotian.

A large number of medical staff rushed out of the hallway, alarms alerting other patients, and all of a sudden, mental patients and doctors and nurses were in a mess.

Xia Yihan took the opportunity to run out of the courtyard and found that there were tall walls all around. A familiar voice from the doctor sounded at the gate, "Don't let her run away!"

Sister, aren't we mushrooms? Why can we run so fast!" Xiaotian grabbed Xia Yihan's hand. He was so much taller than Xia Yihan, but his expression of grievance softened Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan exclaimed excitedly, "Yes! Xiaotian, you're right. We are mushrooms!"

The doctor chased to the courtyard, where there were only two silhouettes silently pulling the grass. The doctor walked in and wanted to see their faces clearly. Suddenly, a slightly feminine and handsome boy turned around and said, "Keep your voice down. We are planting mushrooms!"

The doctor took a deep breath and said to xiao tian seriously, "Xiaotian, go back to bed early and stop planting... Mushrooms!"

Xiaotian turned around and continued to scratch the grass. The doctor's eyes moved from the sky to the figure who had been pulling the grass and chased out in another direction.

"Thank you, Xiaotian!" Xia Yihan struggled to climb up the wall, worried that he would put too much pressure on Xiaotian and unconsciously lightened his weight.

Xiaotian's shoulder hurt, but he insisted on biting through his teeth and saying, "You're welcome. We're all mushrooms!"

Climbing up to the wall, Xia Yihan looked gratefully at the boy who saved her and whispered, "Would you like to come with me? I'll take you home."

Xiaotian shook his head, "No, I have to wait for my brother. He said he would take me home."

Xia Yihan looked at Xiaotian's serious face, sighed, and waved at him reluctantly. Standing under the tree, Xia Yihan heard the noise coming from the wall, sighed and slowly moved away.

After walking for some time, Xia Yihan finally saw the light in the distance. It was a bar in the suburbs. It was well decorated and seemed to be a place built for the rich.

The guard at the door looked at Xia Yihan warily, "Who are you?"

Xia Yihan hurriedly said, "Don't get me wrong. I'm not a psychopath. I was just caught."

The security guard looked at Xia Yihan suspiciously and winked at the people beside him. Walking to the side, Xia Yihan heard clearly that the other party was in contact with the mental hospital where he was being held.

Smiling sweetly at the guard, Xia Yihan slipped through the fence and ran towards the most crowded hall while the other party was still in a daze.

"Catch her!" The security guards chased after him.

Xia Yihan's sudden entrance caused the scene to suddenly fall into silence. Not a small number of Xia Yihan's familiar faces were here, but at this time, Xia Yihan's long hair shawl, no one recognized that this was the famous designer in Italy and china.

The security guard's voice was already very close, and a hand was placed on Xia Yihan's shoulder from behind. Xia Yihan subconsciously wanted to avoid it, and a familiar voice sounded behind him: "Yihan! What's wrong with you! You've been absent from work for many days!"

Xia Yihan turned his head in surprise, "Ruiki!"

In the dark graveyard, the shrill cries of crows were heard from time to time. On both sides of the narrow road, a black car was driving on the rugged road. Two plates of egg-yellow lights hit the woman's face through the glass window, casting a faint shadow.

Yule drove with a frown on her face, but what she was thinking was what tong zhen had said, "If the antidote she gave herself was indeed fake, then she had no bargaining chip to blackmail Ye Zimo. Today she had to verify it."

Stopping at a familiar place, Yule got out of the car, looked at the tombstone and smiled at his wife, "Mom, I'm here to see you."

Yule stroked the photo of the woman and said softly, "Mom, it's terrible not to have money. When you were in a car accident and left, I couldn't get into my favorite design department. My relatives didn't want to take me with them.

Fortunately, there was a girl who wanted to avoid a man and was willing to change her identity with me. Mom, you say she's so stupid. She's obviously the daughter of an island clan leader. She's obviously a rich person with status, but she's willing to change her identity with me just to avoid a man named kiki. "

Yule rambled on, finally taking a deep look at the woman, reaching out to slowly remove the woman's head.

Beneath the portrait was a groove in which a thumb-sized wooden bottle cap was placed. Yule took it out and examined it carefully.

"Daughter! It hurts so much when you tear mother's portrait off!" A cold voice slowly sounded from behind.

"Ah! Who is it!" Yule was paralyzed with fear and crawled to the side.

"Hahaha! It's so funny!" Tong Zhenzhen laughed so hard that he pressed his chest against his back and kept slapping the tree trunk!

Yule got up awkwardly, threw away his broken high heels and said coldly, "What are you doing here?" Then he seemed to remember something and said, "This bottle of antidote is real!"

Tong guai shrugged her shoulders, "It's true. I didn't expect this thing to be useful, so I gave it to you. I knew you would hide it in the cemetery. I didn't expect you to put it there and let me find it easily."

Yule grabbed the bottle in his hand and said faintly, "Do you think you can beat me?"

Tong Zhenzhen shrugged, pulled out a gun from his waist and smiled at youlejiao, "I think I can blow you into a hornet's nest."

Yule tightened the bottle and looked around for a place to escape, "I think you're really crazy."

Tong zhen smiled and said, "That's right. At first, I just wanted to see who you like with my identity. Later, I thought you had a good eye. Well, hand over the things to me quickly, or I'll beat you into a hornet's nest."

A strange look suddenly appeared on Yule's face across the street. A black pistol pointed at the innocent head and a deep voice sounded, "Really, be careful that my leaf blows you into a hornet's nest."

"Zi Mo!" Tong Zhenzhen exclaimed in disbelief.

Zhang Fengyi pointed the gun at Yule and Tong Zhenzhen. Ye mo stood in front of Tong Zhenzhen with a cold look in the middle of the night. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you know why I forbid you to call Xia Yihan?"

"Isn't it because you're completely disappointed in her?" Tong Zhenzhen frowned.

Ye Zimo smiled gently, but his slightly raised lips curved in a cruel way, "Because the woman I love is so blasphemous that you call her by her name."

"Why not? You're not... You know." Tong Zhenzhen was too confused to speak.

Ye Zimo rolled up Tong Zhenzhen's hair that fell to her cheek and said with a smile, "Are you trying to say, why am I so good to you, why am I not helping her so many times, why am I protecting you when you intentionally leak the information?"

Tong Zhenzhen was speechless. A large part of the reason she was willing to deal with Yule was that Ye Zimo was not angry at her for betraying company secrets, but she didn't expect Ye Zimo to lose hundreds of millions just to let her guard down. "A few hundred million would be a loss. You're really generous."