The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan was startled and looked at Ye Zimo in a daze. He wiped his face with ink and walked past Xia Yihan expressionlessly. Xia Yihan was stunned and heard the sound of the car starting.

The documents on the floor reminded Xia Yihan of what had just happened, and also vaguely reminded her why Ye Zimo was so angry.

"Ye Zimo." Xia Yihan shouted with all his strength and ran downstairs in his slippers.

With all his strength, he could only see the last light of Ye Zimo's headlights. The speed was so fast that Xia Yihan could not imagine.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Yihan got into a car and chased after ye mo. Ye Zimo was driving so fast that Xia Yihan had to speed up in fear.

Ye mo stopped at a club in a high-class clubhouse and glanced behind him. The woman who had been following him had disappeared.

With his fingers curled up and in full bloom, Ye Zimo cursed in a low voice. He was about to return to the car to look for Xia Yihan when a beam of light came askew.

Ye Zimo stopped, looked at Xia Yihan's car expressionlessly, and continued walking towards the club. This stupid woman, what are you doing here?

When Xia Yihan entered the club, he was choked by the strong smell of cigars. The rich played even crazier. On the side of the club, there were many handsome men and beautiful women arranged by the club owner. As long as you had money, you could enjoy the treatment of the emperor.

"Ye Zimo?" Xia Yihan searched for familiar figures in the dim light until there was a commotion around him.

"Ceo ye, I don't care. You must have a drink with me today, or I won't let you go." Xia Yihan stared at a popular female star who was currently on the front line rubbing her plumpness against Ye Zimo.

"Didn't she always follow the pure path of the jade maiden?" Xia Yihan muttered.

Ye Zimo played with the transparent wine glass in his hand, and the originally disdainful face pulled out a slight smile after hearing Xia Yihan's mumbling.

The actress thought that Ye Zimo was smiling at her and adding up her courage, she wanted to throw her hands into Ye Zimo's chest.

"If you go one centimeter deeper, your hand might not be able to film tomorrow." Ye Zimo stared at the glass of liquid in his hand. The cold words stunned the female star and she obediently retreated.

"Nowadays, female stars still have a bottom line." Xia Yihan sat not far from Ye Zimo and muttered. There were too many people around Ye Zimo. She was still hesitating whether to go forward.

Ye Zimo heard Xia Yihan's muttering clearly, and her expressionless face began to soften. Another new actress looked at the woman who was warned by Ye Zimo proudly and said sweetly, "Ceo ye, why don't I give you a massage?"

Xia Yihan raised her eyebrows and could not deny it. The actress boldly stood up and held Ye Zimo's shoulder, blocking Xia Yihan's gaze and pressing her down.

Xia Yihan craned his neck and saw only the back of the female star. The female star pressed down on the entire set without any reaction from the man in front of her.

The actress pursed her lips unwillingly, her hands clinging to Ye Zimo's shoulders, turned her head to kiss her downwards, and her shoulder was hit by someone.

The actress staggered and almost fell down. She was quickly held up by the person who was knocked down, "I'm sorry." The man said in a low voice and left in dismay.

Xia Yihan didn't know what was wrong with her. When she saw the female star who wanted to ask Ye Zimo, her body moved further than her brain.

Seeing the actress turn her head to kiss Ye Zimo again, she felt even more uncomfortable. Ye Zimo already had a smile in his eyes, but in the eyes of others, his face was still expressionless.

With a playful glass in his hand, he easily intercepted the lips of the female star. The owner of the club on the side smiled bitterly and said, "Ceo ye, you can't just come here and leave without any desires."

Ye mo raised his eyebrows, "No, I do have a crush on one."

The surrounding female stars' glasses lit up, hoping that they would be chosen, while Xia Yihan, who was standing beside them, was already tearing up the decorative roses on the table.

Ye mo stood up and walked past the female stars. He came to Xia Yihan and looked down at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo in a daze, not knowing when he found out.

"This is a good one?" Ye Zimo smiled, his fingers floating on Xia Yihan's smooth skin, and in Xia Yihan's exclamation, he picked up the man and strode towards the second floor box, leaving only a bunch of stars staring at him.

"Put me down!" Xia Yihan shouted angrily, but his face turned red.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan and let go of his hands. Sure enough, he showed signs of letting go. Xia Yihan hurriedly reached out and hugged Ye Zimo tightly, looking down with lingering fear.

"Stop it." Ye Zimo's beautiful eyes scanned Xia Yihan, opened the door, threw Xia Yihan into the bed in the room, and walked into the bathroom alone.

Xia Yihan walked around the room and was ready to leave. The man's voice in the bathroom was so calm that it was a little harsh, "You can leave this room and try."

"I'm just walking around." Xia Yihan muttered and went back to bed.

After a while, the transparent curtain was pulled open, and Ye Zimo walked out with only a scarf wrapped around his body. His hair was wet against his head, lacking some of his usual dignity and inhumanity, and the water stains on his strong chest slid down to the imaginary mermaid line.

Ye Zimo languidly sat on the sofa chair behind the wide desk and looked at Xia Yihan with sharp eyes, "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Xia Yihan muttered, "Shouldn't we come after him? Shouldn't I have bumped into the actress just now?"

Ye Zimo's fingers tapped on the table regularly, and the expression on his face grew colder and colder. "If you want to say this, you can go."

"You shouldn't save lin jie by faking death." Xia Yihan raised his voice.

Ye Zimo was silent. He remembered that he almost lost control when he saw Xia Yihan's stomach covered in blood. It was only then that he realized that without Xia Yihan, life was unimaginable.

"Sorry, I won't use such extreme methods in the future." Xia Yihan lowered his head.

"Do you know?" Ye Zimo stretched out his voice and said word by word, "How do I feel when you're lying in my arms, pale and covered in blood?"

Ye Zimo got up and walked to Xia Yihan, "Do you know that I almost died with you?"

Ye Zimo had already walked up to Xia Yihan and looked down at Xia Yihan, raising his voice and shouting, "Do you know how I feel when you do all this in exchange for hurting me and fawning on another man?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Xia Yihan's tears surged uncontrollably, looking at the man's cracked face in front of him, filled with guilt.

Ye Zimo's fingers brushed the corner of Xia Yihan's eyes, caught the business in time, and savored it carefully. Ye Zimo smiled bitterly and said, "It is indeed bitter."

"Come if you want to!" Xia Yihan couldn't think of any way to apologize.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan in disbelief, "So in your heart, I am the man on the top of the brain?"

Ye Zimo's face had never looked so bad before, and his heart was even more desolate. He shook his head and wanted to walk out the door.

Xia Yihan suddenly jumped out of bed and hugged Ye Zimo's waist from behind. He buried himself in Ye Zimo's waist and said quietly, "I just don't know how to express myself."

Xia Yihan's words calmed Ye Zimo's originally anxious heart, and the other party's tears were like torches, scalding his back.

"Let go." Ye Zimo said faintly, his voice no longer angry, but the flustered Xia Yihan did not notice it. Instead, he hugged her tighter, "I won't let go!"

Ye Zimo felt that somewhere in his body was slowly waking up, and desire made his voice a little hoarse.

"Let go of me, Yihan!" Ye Zimo said, suppressing his desire.

Xia Yihan's tears surged even more, "So are you going out to look for those female stars?"

"Ah!" After the short scream, Xia Yihan felt the world spin around, and by the time her vision was stable, she was already lying on the bed, her limbs were firmly fixed by Ye Zimo.

"What if I say yes?" Ye Zimo stared at Xia Yihan, not letting go of any expression on the woman's face.

Xia Yihan thought about it, but his head was still mushy, "If it's me, I'll hit her again."

"Hehe." A low laugh shook out of Ye Zimo's chest, leaving only tenderness on Ye Zimo's face.

"Xia Yihan, what should I do with you?" Ye Zimo said in a low voice, his voice especially pleasant because of his lust.

Xia Yihan slowly reached out his hands to hug Ye Zimo's back and felt the strength of his muscles. His face was flushed with shame.

"If you are inviting me, then I promise." Ye mo smiled and lowered his head, tasting the woman who he had never tasted enough.

The scorching temperature was like a fire, burning the two people's motivation. In the dark room, only a yellow table lamp shone on the two fires. Also witnessed the night of madness and indulgence.

"Qinglan, what's wrong with you? I've been feeling uneasy lately." Wine wrote on it with a drawing board, and now he could only pronounce a few syllables.

Yan Qingyan smiled, reached out to touch Wine's towering belly and said gently, "Another little angel is coming. Old Mrs. Mingyao is very happy to hear about it."

Fu fengyi recognized Wine as her goddaughter and often asked Wine and Yan Qingyan's child, yan mingyao, to play at home.

Wine pressed down on Qinglan's hand, which was placed on his belly, and smiled happily. As if remembering something, he wrote on the drawing board, "If Baby is a girl, her name is mingmei. Does it match Ming Yao?"

"Mingmei?" Yan Qingyan raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I hope that he can be reasonable and be an honest person. I hope that his life can be wonderful and that he doesn't need to be rich and noble, but he must live from me."

"Good name." Yan Qingyan kissed the wine.

Wine was also very happy and quickly wrote on the drawing board, "In this case, Nian Mo also has a partner to play with."

Yan Qingyan's face immediately darkened. Ye Nianmo was his biggest obstacle now. Si had disappeared, which meant that if ye nianmo remembered himself, he might fall into a state of isolation.

Wine noticed Yan Qingyan's abnormality and wrote worriedly on the paper, "You don't seem to like Nian Mo?"

Yan Qingyan took Wine's hand and said gently, "What are you thinking? I was wondering what other good names there were."

Holding the happy Wine in his arms, Yan Qingyan's face flashed a trace of cruelty and inquiry.