The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

She was a little scared by the look in her eyes, so she quickly picked up the oatmeal on the tray on the nightstand and pretended to have a few sips.

He walked slowly to the end of the bed, sat down, and said softly, "Put down the porridge, come here!"

She sighed in her heart and obediently put down the porridge and came to him with the blanket covering her shame.

He stretched out his big hand and she was in his arms.

She did not make a sound, but her heart was shaken by his actions. Then his whisper in her ear made her heart beat even more strangely. His breath was clear and he asked her faintly, "I heard that you feel nothing about being in bed?"

As he spoke, his lips and tongue were gently teasing her small ears, and his warm breath seemed to tease her.

She thought he didn't hear her. After all, her voice wasn't very loud. This person's hearing seemed a little too amazing.

"Well, do you feel anything?" He asked vaguely as he bit her earlobe.

Of course, she didn't dare to say that she didn't feel anything, so she quickly and obediently snorted, "Yes, there is."

"How about this?" His hand suddenly slipped into the blanket she was wrapped in.

"Um... Yes." She hummed more enthusiastically.

He couldn't resist him. Maybe he had to follow him. If he was satisfied, let her go.

He had some evil intentions of wanting to give her another good beating, but when he heard her speak as powerless as a cat, he gave up. He asked her in a mute voice, "Do you want to say next time that you don't feel anything?"

She shook her head.

"No, I won't."

"What should I say?"

"This..." Xia Yihan bit her lip and said with a red face, "I will say that shang bed is very sensual, very... Very... Very..." She couldn't say it. Although he could not see her face, he knew that she was extremely shy.

His heart tightened and he lowered his head to kiss her lips.

This time, it was not so rough, but rather like a little treasure, slowly kissing. This kind of kiss always made Xia Yihan feel a little excited.

But at the same time, she remembered that he had not only kissed her like this, he had kissed so many women. At the thought of this, her heart ached slightly.

Feeling her tender lips stiffen, he softened his movements and used his tongue to please her.

As he kissed, his body heated up involuntarily, so did hers.

"Let's have breakfast and finish all that. I'll punish you for the last one!" His voice became even more hoarse. Although she was exhausted, she knew that if he wanted it, she would give it to him. She thought he wouldn't care if she was tired or not.

Unexpectedly, he would let her go at the critical moment. Isn't she his plaything? Why didn't he give in to her instead of following his own wishes?

And just now, he actually instructed Song Wanting to kneel down and apologize to her.

She really wanted to hate this man for the rest of her life, but in the face of all the things he did for her, she found that she could not hate him. Was she really too easily moved?

Yes, she was easily moved. After all, from childhood, there were so few people who were good to her.

She told herself that it was only touching and had nothing to do with love. With so many women, he would never love her, and she would never love him. The person she loved was Mo Xiaojun, and she could only love mo xiaojun forever. No matter how good others were to her, could Mo Xiaojun keep her warm for nearly twenty years?

The thought of Mo Xiaojun made her more rational. Her heart was once again filled with sadness as she thought that he would sleep on the ground and never have a chance to look at the world, not to feel the sun, not to feel the air, not to smell the lilac he liked.

She was stunned for a while before realizing that Ye Zimo would not like him to miss someone else, which she had long realized.

So she nodded and said yes, then moved back to the bed and picked up breakfast.

Some of them couldn't eat. Thinking of his threat, she forced herself to eat up all the breakfast. She really did what he asked. There was not a single grain left.

He was satisfied with her obedience.

After dinner, Xia Yihan opened his mouth, looked like he wanted to say something, and then shut up.

Ye Zimo noticed it and asked, "Tell me what you want to say. I like people who are honest."

Mr. Ye, I want to say, thank you for asking Song Wanting to apologize to me. I still want to beg you not to make things difficult for her and her family because of me. Today, she admitted that she was wrong. Killing people is not the first thing to do, so you can let Song Shuhao go, okay? No matter how wrong they are, they are defending their own rights, not to mention not succeeding."

It turned out that this was the case. Ye Zimo merely said yes, indicating that he had heard it. He did not make clear whether he wanted to let it go or not.

He did not speak again and sat back at his computer desk, continuing to process the unfinished documents in the morning.

Thinking that Xia Yihan might be bored, he pulled out a drawer, took out an ipad, and threw it on the bed.

Take it for fun, but don't contact anyone outside. You can read novels, browse news websites, anything."

Xia Yihan shook his head and said softly, "Thank you, Mr. Ye. I don't want to see it. You should be busy. Just pretend I don't exist."

Her politeness made him frown slightly, but he didn't say anything, just turned around and continued to work.

Most of the work he had to do was emails from his two assistants, Lin Dahui and Lin Ling, as well as some executives who would give their own opinions on how to deal with the problem and the plans he had to approve, as well as various data reports.

When he looked at the report forms, his eyes were tired. When he looked at them for a long time, his eyes sometimes felt swollen.

He looked at the report for another half an hour, then leaned back on the office chair and moved his shoulders a few times. He did not look at her, but only gave a faint order, "Come here and pinch my shoulders!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" Xia Yihan stuffed a corner of the blanket even harder to avoid slipping when he pinched his shoulder. After that, he got out of bed and walked behind him barefoot.

She had never pinched anyone before, and her hands were not strong enough, and his meat was too hard to be pinched because of long-term exercise.

But she was still working hard, and what he wanted was not that she was good at pinching, but that soft feeling made him feel a little happy.

He closed his eyes for a few minutes and allowed her to pinch for a while before opening them to look at the new email.

"Knock on the back." He ordered again, and Xia Yihan put his fist on his back.

Perhaps it was because she had a physical relationship, and this kind of contact was very natural. She was not nervous, nor panicked.

There was a new email from Lin Dahui. It was related to Mo Xiaojun. He had instructed lin dahui yesterday to continue investigating everything about xia Yihan and the Mo family, and of course, his family as well.

In the past, the information was written, and this was the first time he saw a picture of Mo Xiaojun.

To his surprise, this man, who looked a few years younger than him, looked familiar. Not only did he look familiar, but he was also kind. To be fair, the boy was good-looking, but he had seen many good-looking men, but rarely had such a strong sense of intimacy, as if he had seen them somewhere.

Xia Yihan was so focused on pounding his back that he didn't even look at his computer. She shouldn't have. She was very conscientious.

"Do you think this person is Mo Xiaojun?" He suddenly asked her. She looked up at the screen and saw an enlarged picture of Mo Xiaojun taken on campus when he was in college.

Just one look and her eyes turned red.

Ever since he died, she had never dared to look at his photos. She was afraid that she would not be able to control her emotions.

"Yes." She pressed down the lump in her throat and replied as if nothing had happened.

If Ye Zimo would have choked up at the mention of other men's names, he would have been furious. At this moment, he was still immersed in that strange emotion and did not pay attention to her reaction.

It contained Mo Xiaojun's academic experience and his only working experience.

"Did he study at pine middle school?" Ye Zimo asked again.

"Yes." Xia Yihan replied softly, unconsciously thinking of Mo Xiaojun in high school. The reason why she went to pine school was because she was at pine school. He was afraid that she would be bullied because of her introverted personality, so although her grades were good, she did not go to a better school. At that time, the two of them went to school every day, and he told her to walk in front, saying that if there was danger, he could see it behind her. Xia Yihan's tears rolled down her face at the thought of what he had said.

"He went to the second high school in Linjiang city?" It was clearly written on it, but he still had a questioning tone.

Xia Yihan didn't know if he was deliberately stimulating her memories or what his intentions were, but she still said honestly, "Yes."

"The university is Linjiang city city construction institute." He muttered to himself, as if he had not asked her, but rather pondered that he had never been to any of these places and would not have met her.

He worked in the design and planning institute, and he probably didn't have a chance to meet him.

"Other than that, where else did he work part-time?" Ye Zimo asked again.

"No... No..." Her voice choked even more.

Ye Zimo's memory is very strong. It can't be said that he never forgets anything, but he will remember something as impressive as this person. Why don't you remember? I don't think I've seen it before.

"Woo... Woo... Woo..." Xia Yihan, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly could not help but take his fist away from him. He squatted helplessly on the ground and began to moan uncontrollably.

Everything that had happened between her and Mo Xiaojun, as well as the scene of his tragic death, appeared before her eyes.

Ye Zimo frowned and silently turned around, looking at the crying little man on the ground, reaching out to touch her hair to soothe her. Then he remembered that she was so sad and sad because of someone else, and his hand froze in the air.

"What is this?" He asked coldly.

"I'm sorry, woo, I can't help it. I'm sorry. Little Soldier is so good to me. Ever since I was a kid, I've been thinking about everything. You don't know... Woo... Woo, I don't know. He looks so good, but who would have thought that he would die so miserably, his face is blurred. His face was dark and his face was blurry... Woo... I didn't dare to think, I didn't dare..." As Xia Yihan spoke, he buried his head deeper into his knees.

She didn't want to recall that. She wanted to delete that memory. She didn't want to desecrate Little Soldier's perfect face.

No, she didn't feel bad. Little Soldier must have recovered his appearance when he arrived in heaven. What was miserable was his body. It was his body.

"Get out! Go back to your room!" Ye Zimo suddenly gave a cold and hard command.

If he had not shown some sympathy for her, he would never have allowed his woman to cry for another man.

Now, the more she cried, the sadder she was. It was beyond his endurance. She cried in front of him again, and he wanted to hug her and comfort her. But he couldn't do that, he couldn't indulge her like that, not to mention his strong self-esteem couldn't accept it.

Xia Yihan suppressed his sadness and said in a low voice, "Yes."

She stood up and ran out quickly. She struggled all the way back to the blue guest room, lying on the bed and crying silently for a long, long time.

It was only when she remembered what Mo Xiaojun said, Yihan, don't cry. I don't like to see you cry, that she forced herself to stop.

Ye mo took out a cigarette from the drawer, lit it, and smoked hard.

There was a guest in Song Wanting's room, Yu Shanshan, who had made an appointment in advance.

Afraid that Ye Zimo would not let her come, Song Wanting did not tell Ye Zimo when she arrived, but greeted the doorman through the butler and let her in directly.

"Elder sister Wanting, thank you for giving me this opportunity to come, but you won't regret it, because I can help you a lot."

Song Wanting was cautious most of the time and was used to pretending. She smiled and said softly, "Sister Shanshan, you must have misunderstood. I didn't ask you to deal with younger sister Han. I wanted to tell you that younger sister Han is like my own sister. I hope you don't say those words in the text anymore. I don't want younger sister Han to misunderstand me. I think I'm the kind of person who knows what I'm doing face to face. And younger sister Han is really nice, sensible, kind, and really loved by everyone."

Before confirming whether Yu Shanshan was an enemy or a friend, Song Wanting did everything.

Yu Shanshan was also a person who had been in contact with the government since she was young. She only listened to this kind of explanation, but she would not believe it at all. Not to mention that she and Xia Yihan were not biological sisters, even when they were fighting for a man, they were still jealous and wanted to kill each other. She thought that the reason why Song Wanting said this to her was to find out what she was saying and how much sincerity she had in helping her.

Yu Shanshan grabbed Song Wanting's hand and said very directly, "Elder sister Wanting, I beg your pardon. You are treating her like a sister, and she may not treat you like a sister. Snatching up your fiance is not a pushover. I'm a woman, too. If someone takes my man, I'm not as magnanimous as you are. I won't stop until I kill that woman."

Song Wanting continued to laugh, "Well, people are different from people. Besides, younger sister Han didn't steal my man. How can you say she stole my man?"

It was said that this woman was not familiar with Ye Zimo and her. Where did she find out that Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo were having an affair, and from what standpoint did she come to help her? This was Song Wanting's biggest problem.

"Hehe, elder sister Wanting doesn't have to care where I found out about Xia Yihan seducing Mr. Ye, but it's true. I'm sure you can't possibly not know. After all, women are sensitive."

Song Wanting did not object, but said, "What do you want to drink? I'll tell the housekeeper to bring it up for you."

"No, elder sister Wanting, let's get down to business. I'm not thirsty."

"Ah, forget it." Song Wanting said with a faint smile, then asked her as if he didn't mean it, "Why do you seem to have a problem with sister han? What did she do to offend you?"

Yu Shanshan had thought about this before she left. If she didn't show any sincerity, Song Wanting wouldn't believe that she really wanted to help her.

She smiled bitterly and said with a feigned helplessness, "I don't want to hide it from elder sister Wanting either. Actually, Xia Yihan and I have known each other for a long time and have a holiday. The thing is, I had a conflict with her and her ex-boyfriend. I also had a bad temper, so I quarreled with them and said some serious things. I said I would kill them. Who knew I could talk so well? Her short-lived boyfriend was burned to death on the night he quarreled with me."

Song Wanting listened quietly. She could tell that most of the information was true. Otherwise, it wouldn't be good for her to say that. She wouldn't lie to her.

"That fire was obviously an accident. Who knew that Xia Yihan was going to accuse me falsely? It was all out of thin air. I'm sure she couldn't get away with it. The police had already concluded that Mo Xiaojun had died by accident and she was still unwilling. Didn't she come here as a maid just to find a chance to approach Yelishizhang and complain? I don't know if she saw it or not, but she seems to have changed her mind and seduced Mr. Ye. I guess she thinks this will bring me and my dad down. She's really insidious."

The woman's voice was full of surprises and false accusations, but Song Wanting felt that she must be lying.

If she hadn't done it, would she have been so nervous to come here?

As if seeing Song Wanting's thoughts, Yu Shanshan explained, "I was wronged, but she insisted on making a scene. Elder sister Wanting also knew that this was about to change. I don't want these non-existent things to delay my father."

"Oh." Song Wanting gave a perfunctory reply and was weighing in his heart that this was true and actually beneficial to her.

This could at least prove that she and Xia Yihan really had a grudge against each other, and that they were really going to kill her. It was certainly good to have more people to help her.

She took Yu Shanshan's hand and affectionately called out, "Sister Shanshan." Then he said, "To be honest, how can I not be uncomfortable with her blatantly seducing my fiance? But I can't help it. Zi Mo likes her. You don't know how good Zi Mo is to her. They spend almost 24 hours together. Don't say I'm not in a bad mood, I won't have a chance even if I'm in a bad mood. Besides, as soon as I did it, Zi Mo immediately knew that I did it. I solved her, and I'm done for myself. Do you think I can be that stupid? I can only turn a blind eye."

Yu Shanshan could tell that the man who said he didn't want to do it was actually saying that she wanted to do it but didn't dare. She smiled lightly, grabbed Song Wanting's hand with her back, and whispered, "Elder sister Wanting, there's nothing in the world that can't be done. As long as we put our heart into it, we can get rid of her. Even if Mr. Ye had protected her, he wouldn't have kept her in his pocket 24 hours a day. Anyway, you've been living here for a long time. Once Mr. Ye leaves, it's not up to you. You did it. Of course, Mr. Ye will chase you away. If she's not careful... Hehe, of course, we have to think of a good way to make the careless thing look really careless. I have a lot of ways to deal with this. Let's call often. It's not convenient for me to come all the time. I'm afraid they'll notice me and even expose you."

"Yes, you should stay away from me."

...

After Xia Yihan calmed down in the room, he remembered crying in her Ye Zimo room. He seemed to be very angry.

They were only in a contractual relationship, and he had no obligation to do anything for her other than to help her destroy Yu Shanshan and his daughter.

But this morning, he had someone bring breakfast to her room and Song Wanting apologize to her. All this was extra for her, and no matter what the reason he did all this for her, she should always be grateful.

With that in mind, she got up to open the closet door, took out the only maid's uniform and skirt, and changed her underwear before knocking on Ye Zimo's door.

"Come in!" There was a distinct displeasure in his voice.

Xia Yihan opened the door. The strong smell of smoke in the room made her cough softly.

She didn't seem to have seen Ye Zimo smoke before. She didn't expect him to smoke so much just after she left. Did she really bother him so much by crying in front of him? Or was it just because she was thinking too much that he didn't smoke because of this?

"I didn't call you. Why did you come in? Do you want me to beg you?" Ye Zimo frowned slightly, his words were cold and sharp.

It seemed that he was really angry, and still angry with her.

Xia Yihan sighed in his heart, pursed his lips, walked up to him and stood up. He said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, don't be angry. I didn't mean to."

She wanted to call Mr. Ye, but she didn't. He probably didn't like to hear her call him that distant when he was angry.

She looked very obedient, and although the tone of her apology was not very gentle, it was always pleasant to hear. Especially when ye, who had a strong sense of self-esteem, saw her take the initiative to admit her mistake, the overwhelming anger also dropped a lot. However, his face was still very smelly. He just glanced at her maid's uniform indifferently and asked coldly, "Who asked you to put your clothes on?"

"I..." She also apologized. Why was this person still angry? She didn't know what to say.

"So you mean to ask me to take off my clothes?" She asked carefully.

Although she was reluctant to take the initiative to say this from the bottom of her heart, she did not want to see him angry. She was always under his control. Perhaps she could achieve her goal as quickly as possible by following his wishes.

He did not speak, but looked at her calmly.

She went to pull the zipper on the side of her dress with trembling hands again. Just as she put her hands on it, he frowned slightly.

"Who told you to take it off?"