The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

But this feeling and sweetness lasted only a few seconds, and she thought of Mo Xiaojun again. She had no choice but to give her body to Ye Zimo. Did she have to give him her heart too? If he did something for her that moved her, would he be lucky to think that he liked her?

In fact, he was still the one who raped her. He could still treat his fiancee coldly. He was also the one who slept with Fang Lina last night.

None of this had changed. His kindness to her was probably something he would do to all women when he was being affectionate.

With that thought in mind, her pounding heart was forced down by her.

"Thank you." Xia Yihan said to Lin Ling sincerely.

"If there's anything else I need, Miss Xia can tell me now. If not, I'll go and hand it over to Mr. Ye." Lin Ling's routine was cold, and his words made it clear that if you need anything else, I won't do it for you.

Wine had been following Xia Yihan to look at the clothes. She said to herself, omg, do you want to be so extravagant?

There were thousands of things inside, not to mention fur, even a small suspender.

What's the total value of the clothes in here? She's not good at math anyway, so she can't figure it out. It was mainly colorful clothes, which were too irritating to the eyes. She felt that no woman could refuse a beautiful dress. She finally moved her eyes away from the dress and looked at Xia Yihan. Wine said enviously, "Yihan, do you want to envy and hate you to death? With so many clothes, secretary lin said..."

"Sorry, I'm not secretary lin. I'm assistant Lin." Lin Ling cut her off coldly and seemed to mind the two different words, secretary and assistant.

Wine stuck out his tongue and continued to say to Xia Yihan, "The crown prince is so kind to you. He's going to take you to the sky. I think you really have to promise yourself 10,000 times to repay his kindness to you."

She said this in front of Lin Ling, and Xia Yihan's face turned red with embarrassment. She quickly turned to Lin Ling and said, "Thank you, assistant Lin. There's nothing else I need. Please."

Only then did Lin Ling notice the hickey on Xia Yihan's neck and felt even more upset.

All these years, she had worked hard by Ye Zimo's side. Although he treated her well, compared to Xia Yihan, it was still a long way off.

She didn't understand. Was a pretty face really productive? The vase will always be the winner?

Glancing coldly at Xia Yihan's face, Lin Ling walked out of Xia Yihan's blue bedroom and knocked on Ye Zimo's bedroom door.

"Why is this person so cold, as if everyone owes her. Isn't it just a secretary? It seems like a big deal, Yihan. We're not mad at her. You see, as long as the crown prince treats you well, nothing else matters, right?"

What did Wine say next to him? Xia Yihan was in a daze. She looked at the two large cabinets that were filling up the room and was worried. She really didn't need them, and she owed leaf too much ink.

She knew her own identity, not to mention so many expensive clothes, even the smallest things, she deserved it.

"Yihan, where are you going?" When Wine saw Xia Yihan go out, he called out and followed her. He saw that she was going to find Ye Zimo.

Lin Ling had finished his work and came out of Ye Zimo's room. She met in the hallway and left without saying a word.

Xia Yihan knocked on Ye Zimo's door and heard a voice coming from inside, "Come in." After that, she opened the door and went in. She saw ye mo sitting in front of the computer to do his work.

Lin Ling arrived at his place first and handed over some paper materials that the company needed his advice to her before looking for Xia Yihan.

There was a pile of documents in front of him, and he was reading the top one carefully.

Xia Yihan felt that it was not appropriate to talk about her private affairs at this time. Just as he was about to quit, he suddenly said, "If you have something to say, just say it."

He didn't look up when he said this, as if he knew she was here.

She took a few steps to stand two or three meters away from him and said in a small voice, "Thank you for asking assistant Lin to buy me so many clothes. Thank you very much! But most of them don't need it. Thank you! Those clothes and tags are still there. Can you arrange for someone to return them intact?"

"No need? The reason." He put down the document in his hand and looked at her expressionless.

What he did, he never liked to hear people say no, this word is a kind of contempt and challenge to him.

"I'm not going out here. I can just change into two uniforms, so there are too many clothes for me."

He glanced at her coldly, thinking that the average woman would be very happy to receive a gift, especially such a thoughtful gift.

He didn't know what he was looking forward to. Maybe he thought she would be moved by what he did, or he threw himself into his arms and said coquettishly, "Zi Mo, you're so kind."

When he wanted to pamper her, it was only out of instinct, to see her sleeping like a child, and he moved the idea of pampering her, to make her happy.

But now, it seems that this woman is very separate from him.

If Mo Xiaojun were to buy something for her, would she say she didn't need it? If it were Hai Zhixuan, what would she say? Gladly accept?

Her refusal made him feel uncomfortable from the bottom of his heart, as if he was planning to please her, and she didn't need it at all, as if he didn't care.

It was like an infatuated man who held a bunch of flowers to a person he admired, but was violently crushed on the ground by that person.

When did he, Ye Zimo, ever do something so despicable?

His expression darkened, and he suddenly stood up and walked towards her step by step...

He stood before her condescendingly and ordered coldly, "Look up at me!"

Xia Yihan raised his head and looked back at him. His expression was cold and dignified.

She remembered this scene the first time she saw him. This man was born with an air of condescension, which always gave people a sense of authority without anger.

At this moment, he looked at her with a cold face, and she suddenly felt a little nervous.

Only then did she realize that maybe she was wrong. She should have known that everything this man did was not allowed to be questioned.

He was a proud man, like an emperor.

What he wanted to give her, whether it was material or spiritual comfort, maybe he just wanted her to accept it, thank you.

Not wanting to make him unhappy, she curled her lips and said softly, "I'm glad to see those clothes. I'm just afraid you'll spend money and think I'm not worthy of such good clothes. Besides, I don't want Miss Song to have any more prejudices against me, so I said I don't need it. Don't be angry, okay?"

Ye Zimo still stared at her, not saying a word.

He was looking at her delicate little face and trying to figure out why he was spoiling her.

Not long ago, she was crying so bitterly for another man that she wanted to kill him when she saw his enemy. It was also for that man that she didn't eat lunch.

He specially sent someone to bring her food, and also told her to finish it.

At the thought of that, he was really a despicable person. For a long time, he had countless women, and he would try his best to treat them well. That was Lin Xiaoran in the past, and the other one was Xia Yihan.

He and Lin Xiaoran were young, frivolous, and in their early twenties, indistinguishable and barely justifiable.

Now that he has made the same mistake and let his heart be trampled on by the other party, it is not right.

She saw loneliness in his eyes. Although it flashed by, she was very sensitive to such emotions because she had seen it in Mo Xiaojun's eyes.

"I didn't do well in this matter. I shouldn't refuse your kindness. Please don't be angry." She said again.

Xia Yihan was a stubborn man and would not apologize easily. But this man, he was not an ordinary person, he was someone she could not help but admire. She always told herself that her obedience to him was for Mo Xiaojun. In fact, now that she apologized to him, she couldn't even tell if it was for Mo Xiaojun or if she didn't want to see him angry.

Seeing his brows furrowed slightly, she suddenly remembered the smile he couldn't help but smile after Wine finished speaking this morning.

She was eager to see him smile, not to see him angry.

This woman was so polite to him at first, and she changed so quickly. He came to comfort him, but he was afraid that he would really get angry and not do mo xiaojun's work for her.

To put it bluntly, all her emotional changes were still for that man!

"Do you know why I asked Lin Ling to buy you clothes?" He asked in an ordinary tone, not as angry as he was.

Xia Yihan shook her head gently. She did not dare to guess his intentions easily. Even if she had a guess in her heart, she could not say it.

He had a strong sense of pride, and he might get even angrier if she accidentally offended him.

"What do you think?" He asked softly.

"I can't guess."

"You have to guess. You can't miss it. Just tell me what you're thinking."

Well, Xia Yihan looked into his eyes quietly and said in a low voice, "Because you tore my clothes, I don't have any clothes to wear, so you asked someone to buy me clothes. You are a generous person, so you bought a lot. Really, I was happy to see those clothes. How could a woman not like clothes? I only refused because I was not used to wearing too well. But as long as you're happy and want me to wear it, I'll wear it. Would you say so?"

There was caution, caution, and a hint of flattery in her eyes.

It's not bad. It's only been a day or two since she got used to being a fair woman and was so obedient to him.

But he just didn't want to see her like this. He hated pretending. Like is like, don't like is not like. At first he said he liked it, but now he changed. In his opinion, it was a hypocritical expression.

And he felt that she was not telling the truth. She must have found out that he doted on her. Women would often feel proud and proud of such doting.

She would have been like that too. Perhaps she was feeling smug inside that she had conquered him.

He suddenly reached out and pinched her chin. His head was lowered and his eyes were a little closer to hers.

"You think I like you when I give you clothes."

"No." Realizing that he was protecting himself, Xia Yihan shook his head repeatedly.

"I don't think so, Mr. Ye. I know you're good to me, but because I'm your woman, and you're gracious and take care of me. But I know who I am, and I won't make wild guesses. And an outstanding person like you, even if you want to love, will love a young lady. Love a woman who is close to perfection. How can you like a useless person like me?"

Ye Zimo let go of her chin and said coldly, "It seems that you are still awake. You must keep this kind of consciousness and self-awareness from now on."

There was a chill in Xia Yihan's heart. In fact, she never needed him to remind her. She knew it clearly. It was only occasionally that he was too nice to her that she had the illusion that he really cared about her.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, I will. I know who I am and what to do." She said in a low voice, a bitter smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

"Really? Then tell me, who are you, who are I, and what should I do?" Ye mo raised his eyebrows and asked her a question in a deliberately awkward manner.

She bit her lips lightly, bit them a little, then let go, and looked at him calmly.

"I am the woman you bartered for, your... Mistress, and I am still your maid. Here, I'll do whatever you want me to do, whether it's hard work or bed worship, it's my duty."

"Fair woman?" Ye Zimo curved his lips in mockery.

"You flatter yourself too much, don't you? In my heart, you are just my plaything." His words were faint, as if there were no emotions.

Xia Yihan was stabbed by these two words, and his heart ached inexplicably.

She tried to convince herself to be calm, maybe he just said this on purpose to embarrass her for his pride.

He noticed a flash of humiliation in her eyes, which eased his anger.

But in order to extinguish this woman's arrogance, he did not intend to let her go easily.

"Go and bring all the pajamas Lin Ling bought for you to this room." He ordered.

Xia Yihan didn't know what he was going to do, but she had already said that her duty was to do as he asked.

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and went out. Wine was waiting anxiously at the door.

She guessed what Xia Yihan meant, probably to tell Mr. Ye that she didn't want those clothes. If she said that, Mr. Ye would be angry. Who had Mr. Ye doted on so much? If he dotes on her, treats her well, and she doesn't appreciate it, Mr. Ye will probably be sad.

Hearing that there was no loud quarrel inside the door, her tense nerves relaxed a little.

The door finally opened and Xia Yihan came out. Wine rushed up to her and whispered, "Yihan, are you going to tell Mr. Ye that you don't want those clothes? It must be! I know you don't want that, but Mr. Ye is genuinely doing it for you. It hurts him to say that!"

In fact, Xia Yihan was also a little regretful at the moment. She really didn't want it. At worst, she would just leave it there. At that time, she had forgotten how rich ye mo was and thought it was too extravagant and wasteful.

If she had thought about it more and thought that he would be angry, she shouldn't have said it.

Looking at Wine's anxious eyes, Xia Yihan felt that she and Liu Xiaojiao were her real friends in this house and would think for her.

"It's okay, Wine. He's not angry." She patted her hand and comforted her.

"He asked me to bring those pajamas to his room."

"What are you going to do?" Wine asked.

"I don't know either."

"Sure, I'll take it with you."

After Xia Yihan left, Ye Zimo dialed Lin Ling's cell phone and ordered, "Buy me another copy of everything you bought today."

Lin Ling paused on the other end of the phone and said respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Ye. Is it the same size?"

"Size... All the bigger ones."

"Got it, Mr. Ye. When do you want it?"

"Send it over immediately after you buy it."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Lin Ling pressed the hang up button, feeling a little depressed. It seemed that there was no time for dinner at night.

Fortunately, ye mo was always generous to her, and her overtime pay was n times higher. If she did something else, she would certainly be willing to work overtime, but thinking of buying clothes for his woman again, she was very angry.

...

Wine followed Xia Yihan back to the blue room and opened the closet. There were a lot of pajamas, all kinds of materials, all kinds of lengths.

The two of them hugged each other, knocked on Ye Zimo's door and walked in.

Ye mo sat expressionless on the sofa at the end of the bed.

"Put those pajamas on the bed, Wine. Go do the housekeeper's work. You don't need to be here."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Wine walked to the door and felt something was wrong. Mr. Ye was clearly angry, and Xia Yihan lied to her.

Although she was a little afraid of Ye Zimo, at least she was a righteous person. She couldn't help her friends just because she was afraid.

She mustered up the courage to turn around and walk back to Ye Zimo.

"Anything else?" Ye yemo's attitude towards her was obviously not as good as in the morning.

"Yes, Mr. Ye. I wanted to tell you not to be angry with Xia Yihan, okay? She said she didn't want those clothes. It wasn't what she really thought. She has such a light personality. In fact, she likes you very much. I can see that."

Ye Zimo's face remained somber and he waved his hand.

"Get out! You don't have to plead for her."

Wine looked at Xia Yihan helplessly. Xia Yihan just smiled and said to her, "Let's go, Wine. It's okay. Don't worry about me. Mr. Ye is a good person. He treats me very well."

Wine didn't dare to say anything more. He just looked at Xia Yihan and said, be gentle and don't make him angry anymore.

The door was closed again. Xia Yihan walked over to Ye Zimo and stood quietly, waiting for his orders.

"Show me those pajamas and nightgowns one by one." He said quietly.

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

Xia Yihan knew that he was still angry and that it was her own words and actions that were not appropriate, so now, not to mention the need to wear clothes one by one, as long as he had a hint, she was still in bed with him, and it was necessary.