The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

The man raised his eyebrows and began to seriously introduce the various functions of the mobile phone and watch to Xia Yihan. Fifteen minutes later, the man stood up contentedly and looked at Xia Yihan with a smile in his eyes, "Miss Xia, I had a great date with you."

Xia Yihan finished his coffee and waved to the waiter. "Would you like another cup of coffee?" The waiter looked at Xia Yihan sweetly.

Looking at the remaining brown liquid in the cup, Xia Yihan suddenly remembered Ye Zimo's serious face. In order not to steal coffee, he asked the housekeeper to bury all the coffee beans.

"Give me a glass of milk, thank you." Memories were like rewind. Xia Yihan returned to his senses and smiled at the waiter. There was a slight vibration in her stomach. Xia Yihan felt a little pain. She put her hand on her belly and gently stroked it, "Baby, be good and don't make trouble. Mommy doesn't drink coffee. Drink milk!"

The opposite chair was pulled away, and Xia Yihan was in a good mood and looked up with a smile, "Hello, I'm xia Ye Zimo!"

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan greedily, not wanting to miss any of Xia Yihan's expressions. After a short pause, Xia Yihan stood up, picked up his handbag and walked out.

Walking to the door, the bodyguard politely nodded to Xia Yihan, but did not let him go. Xia Yihan angrily shook his head and returned to his seat. Ye Zimo put the warm milk in front of Xia Yihan and said with some seriousness, "This is your last coffee."

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo coldly and said coldly, "I think you still owe me an explanation compared to coffee."

Ye Zimo got up and walked over to the back of Xia Yihan's chair. He covered Xia Yihan's back slightly. He put Xia Yihan's hands on Xia Yihan's stomach and said softly, "Tell me, do you hate me now?"

Xia Yihan froze, resentful? The moment he saw Ye Zimo, he was surprised, angry, but resentful? "No." Xia Yihan admitted cleanly.

Ye mo kissed Xia Yihan's earlobe as a reward and said with a smile, "Trust me, don't ask anything. Do what you want to do."

"Trust you? You took 80 % of Marie's shares at the price of leaving me?" Xia Yihan couldn't figure it out. He looked at Ye Zimo and said.

Ye Zimo nodded. "I did agree."

"I have nothing more to say to you." Xia Yihan was too sad to stay here for another second. Ye yemo sat back in his seat and drank his coffee gracefully. He said coldly, "Stop."

Xia Yihan wanted to take a big step away, but his body stopped honestly. Ye Zimo said quietly, "Isn't it a date? Don't waste your time today!"

Xia Yihan turned around and walked back to her seat. She raised her eyebrows like Ye Zimo and said, "Okay, date."

Outside the cinema, Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan holding two movie tickets and said quietly, "Happy sheep life?"

Xia Yihan looked straight at Ye Zimo and said, "Aren't we going on a date? Cartoons are all the rage now!"

Xia Yihan waited for Ye Zimo to leave angrily. He reached out in front of him and rubbed Xia Yihan's hair with both hands. After pulling a ticket, ye mo pulled Xia Yihan towards the entrance of the cinema, "Let's go then."

Unable to believe it, Xia Yihan looked at ye mo calmly and calmly entering the ticket inspector's strange sight. The venue was full of children, and Xia Yihan looked at the children a little uncomfortably, and a low laugh came from the side.

"What's wrong?" Ye Zimo's black and white eyes sparkled under the dim light. Xia Yihan sat down disguised, grabbed a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth.

The cheerful animated sound sounded, and Xia Yihan hit the screen full of mental re-enactment, but his thoughts kept on trying to go to the people next to him. Ye Zimo sat in his seat, his eyes seemed to be on the screen, and Xia Yihan could only occasionally see the other side of his face.

"Ha qiu!" The cold air in the cinema made Xia Yihan yawn and rub his nose. One of his hands reached out and grabbed Xia Yihan's fingers. His fingers were interlocked. Ye mo put Xia Yihan's hand in his pocket and looked at the big screen.

Xia Yihan tried to break free, but found that the other party was pulling harder, unwilling to be led away by the other party. Xia Yihan gritted his teeth and pulled out his hand.

The movie suddenly darkened. Three lambs were walking through the cave. The whole movie theater was dark. A big hand reached out from the side to catch Xia Yihan's jaw. Ye Zimo kissed Xia Yihan sideways.

In the slightly moist air was a thin, cool lips with dark leaves. Ye Zimo tossed and turned, gently crushing Xia Yihan, slightly exerting force at the corner of his lips, as if punishing Xia Yihan for disobedience.

The screen lit up and the three lambs walked out of the cave to look at the grass on the ground and exclaimed, "It's delicious." Xia Yihan's face suddenly turned red, and the words on the movie screen seemed to imply something.

Ye mo had already left when the screen lit up, and when she heard the movie screen dial out, she turned her head slightly to look at Xia Yihan meaningfully. Xia Yihan felt her face turn even redder.

Xia Yihan suddenly woke up and looked around with his dazed eyes. The open roof of the car was slightly filled with wind. Ye Zimo sat on the side, and the orange light of his fingertips faintly appeared along the track of the wind.

"Am I asleep? Is the movie over?" Xia Yihan asked in a daze.

"No, because you were asleep and snoring." Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan's suddenly pale face and felt strangely better. He continued, "And he specializes in picking between movies without lines."

Xia Yihan was so embarrassed that he could not wait to turn back the time and said, "I'm sorry to disturb your movie."

Ye mo raised his eyebrows, "Do you think I like that kind of movie?" Ye Zimo's face twisted strangely at the thought of the three lambs that had been bouncing around with the wolf.

"Go back." Seeing Xia Yihan's dazed eyes, Ye Zimo flicked the cigarette and started the car.

Holding down the horn with both hands, a harsh voice sounded. Xia Yihan mustered up the courage and said, "Isn't it a date? Continue!"

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan with interest and followed Xia Yihan's instructions to open a french restaurant.

"I want this, this and this!" Xia Yihan was messing with the menu in the dining room. The waiter kindly reminded her, "Miss, these are all appetizers. Don't you think about changing them?"

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo and shook his head proudly, his face full of satisfaction after the successful prank. Ye mo nodded to the waiter and let Xia Yihan play around.

A plate of soup followed by a plate of soup filled the table. The diners at the other tables looked at Xia Yihan curiously. Xia Yihan scooped up a large spoonful of borscht with satisfaction and looked at Ye Zimo, only to find his face calm.

"Aren't you angry?" Xia Yihan asked curiously.

Ye Zimo reached out and put another plate of seafood soup in front of him. He carefully fished the scallion and ginger aside before handing the soup back to Xia Yihan. Looking at Xia Yihan's puzzled face, he said faintly, "Continue."

On the calm beach, Xia Yihan stroked her stomach and walked slowly. No matter what she did all day, Ye Zimo's expression was faint, like a fist on cotton.

The man in front suddenly stopped. Xia Yihan slammed into Ye Zimo's broad shoulders and was embraced in a warm embrace. The man with a slight smile above his chest said, "Do you want to continue?"

All day long, Xia Yihan didn't even have the strength to be angry. He shook his head and followed ye mo obediently. Sitting in the car, Xia Yihan looked out the window at the retreating scenery and thought about something, but found that he couldn't remember anything.

The car stopped abruptly. The huge european building was like a symbol of power. Ye Zimo reached out and brushed the emerald earrings that Xia Yihan had been wearing all along, "Do you remember what I said in the recording pen?"

Xia Yihan nodded. Ye Zimo approached Xia Yihan, his warm breath on Xia Yihan's thin skin, causing a shudder.

"Come on, tell me what I said?" Ye Zimo's voice was low and magnetic, with an unquestionable tone.

Xia Yihan wanted to refuse, but he opened his mouth and recited the words that were engraved in his heart, "Wait for me."

A reward kiss was gently imprinted on Xia Yihan's forehead. Ye Zimo looked into Xia Yihan's eyes and repeated with deep and gentle eyes, "Wait for me."

Lying on the bed, Xia Yihan rolled over and buried himself under the covers, his mind full of Ye Zimo's affectionate kisses and deep promises.

The door was knocked, and Xia Yihan opened it without thinking. Outside the door stood a woman with exquisite makeup. Alan looked at Xia Yihan and raised her eyebrows. "Is the round room comfortable?" Do you know that you live in a dead man's room?"

Alan was ready to see xia Yihan's joke. Xia Yihan just looked at Alan and asked, "Do you know that grandma Marie is in the terminal stage of cancer?"

Alan paused, then replied sharply, "So what?"

Xia Yihan felt a chill in her heart. The woman in front of her had no sorrow for her mother's impending departure. She said faintly, "She's your mother."

"Mother, this is such a funny word. If it was a mother, would she order you never to stay here overnight and not give you any of your possessions and hold them firmly in your hands?" Years of depression made Alan yell at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan felt a little sad, because of money and power, the mother and daughter became the most familiar strangers. Facing the excited woman, Xia Yihan tried to persuade, "But no matter what, she raised you."

Alan snorted and said angrily, "Cut the crap. Anyway, I warn you, you're not part of this family. You'd better not have any inappropriate thoughts about property."

Looking at his watch, Alan mocked himself, "Well, now you fake granddaughter will continue to sleep in this castle. It's time for my real daughter to visit. She has to go."

The shrill sound of high-heeled shoes faded away. Xia Yihan was no longer sleepy. He walked out of the house in his pajamas. Even at night, the house was brightly lit. A coat covered Xia Yihan's shoulder. Xue Wenjun's voice rang out, "So in the mood to watch the moon?"