The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xue Wenjun turned to the empty valley and shouted, "Xia Yihan, I like you, you, you!" The voice echoed, and Xue Wenjun turned to look at Xia Yihan.

"Why are you so resistant to girls?" Xia Yihan could not respond to Xue Wenjun's confession and could only change the subject.

Xue Wenjun shrugged, "When I came back from school and saw my father doing disgusting things with other women, I became resistant to touching women."

Xia Yihan reached out his finger and gently tapped Xue Wenjun's arm, "So I really won the lottery? Become the only person who can touch you?"

Xue Wenjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan poked again. Xue Wenjun grabbed Xia Yihan's finger and said softly, "If he always hurt you, why don't you choose a path without thorns?"

Xia Yihan took out his hand and looked at the dark sky. Unconsciously, he touched the earring next to his ear. Maybe that person would listen to him carefully in one place.

"What if I can't forget him for a while?" Xia Yihan asked in a low voice, as if he were talking to Xue Wenjun or himself.

Xia Yihan's words made Xue Wenjun's eyes light up and he said without thinking, "I'll wait for you!"

"Because only I can touch you?" Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun seriously. Xue Wenjun wanted to explain, but Xia Yihan burst out laughing.

"Bang!" The glass made a loud crash. Ye Zimo looked at everything on the screen with a grim expression and told himself to be patient. Everything was to protect this woman and the smiling face on her face.

Xue Wenjun's comfort made Xia Yihan sleepless all night. When he woke up in the morning and went down the stairs, Xia Yihan smelled the smell of porridge. Washington's breakfast was all western-style. How could there be porridge this morning?

Xue Wenjun didn't see Xia Yihan looking at him at the stairs, mumbling to cut the lettuce, while frantically slicing the soaked mushrooms into slices.

"How much salt do you want?" Xue Wenjun was worried about the salt jar and regretted opening all the servants. "Just a little bit, because the mushroom itself is very fragrant." Xia Yihan said with a smile.

"Why did you come down? It's still early!" Xue Wenjun saw that Xia Yihan was at a loss and was frantic to take off his apron.

"Let's make breakfast together." Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun mischievously and took out the salt jar to put some salt in the porridge.

Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan's busy back and his heart warmed up, thinking that there would never be such a woman in her life working with her in the kitchen for a meal, and this woman finally appeared, but she was too late.

Xia Yihan carefully put the porridge into the thermos and brought it to Marie's room. Marie smiled and took off the oxygen mask to look at Xia Yihan.

"I asked the french chef to take a day off. You might want to eat porridge today." Xia Yihan took out the porridge.

Marie took Xia Yihan's hand and stroked it, "Do you know why I don't allow anyone near Washington at night?"

Xia Yihan shook his head. Marie looked at the photo frame. There was a woman and three children laughing happily, "I always knew guohao was interested. I also knew that although he would leave Washington every day, he would come back in the late night to change into women's clothes."

Marie knew it! Xia Yihan looked at Marie in surprise. Marie's expression was not much different because of the high cosmetics, but more aged. He smiled and said to Xia Yihan:

"Every mother is like this. She wants their children to be on the right track. That's why I don't want to leave the inheritance to Alan and guohao. For you, my child, the person I want the most is you!"

"You know I'm not Yuanyuan? Then why?" For the first time, Xia Yihan found himself unable to understand this kindly looking old man.

Marie smiled and said, "This Washington is like a rope on a cliff. There are a lot of things pressing on him. In order not to let this rope capsize, I must make some efforts. Thank you, child."

Xia Yihan did not say a word. Even so, she did not regret helping this poor woman who was on the verge of terminal cancer. "Trust Ye Zimo, trust your own love." Marie put on the oxygen mask again and closed his eyes.

"Yuanyuan?" Alan waited at the door. After seeing Xia Yihan, he greeted her. Xia Yihan's face was still sad that Marie was about to leave, and he was even more upset when he saw Alan.

Alan thought that Xia Yihan was still sad about Ye Zimo, so he quietly leaned over to Xia Yihan and said, "It's normal for a man like Ye Zimo to have three wives and four concubines. As long as you have his children, you can catch his attention."

"What exactly are you going to say?" Xia Yihan frowned. Alan put a card in Xia Yihan's hand, "There will be a wine tasting party at the coase hotel at eight o' clock tomorrow evening. I'll join you then. You can talk things out."

Alan couldn't help but put the invitation in Xia Yihan's hand and patted Xia Yihan on the shoulder like a spoiled elder before leaving.

The invitation in his hand was like a hot potato, and Xia Yihan stuffed it into his pocket almost without thinking. Take the clean clothes and go to Xue Wenjun.

The familiar figure in the garden was with his back to Xia Yihan. When Xia Yihan approached, he heard Xue Wenjun muttering, "When you date a girl, do you choose to be a merry-go-round? Why? What's there to do with that slow thing?"

Xia Yihan stopped and thought, what is Xue Wenjun looking at?

"Girls like to eat sweets. Do you want to go to the dessert shop after your date? Does Xia Yihan like it? This is not reliable. Can pregnant women eat too much sweets?" Xue Wenjun sat on the recliner, wearing sunglasses and reading books.

Xia Yihan was moved from the initial shock. Xue Wenjun's efforts seemed to have come naturally. In fact, Xia Yihan knew that he needed more effort than anyone else.

"Ah! Forget it, it will definitely fail!" Xue Wenjun growled angrily and threw the book back.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Xia Yihan couldn't avoid being hit by a book and squatted down with his head in his arms.

"Yihan? Why are you here!" Xue Wenjun hurriedly took down Xia Yihan's hand. Seeing Xia Yihan's forehead reddened, he immediately picked up Xia Yihan and said, "Let's go to the infirmary."

"No need." Xia Yihan touched his slightly swollen head and said sweetly to Xue Wenjun. Xue Wenjun helplessly took Xia Yihan's hand and walked inside.

"So girls like this kind of dating now?" Xia Yihan picked up the book on the ground and flipped through a few pages.

"I was just looking around!" Xue Wenjun was a little frustrated. Why was she always so embarrassed when she met Yihan next summer?

"You can tell whether or not these things are true by your own experiments." Xia Yihan smiled and put the book in Xue Wenjun's hand.

"It's not like you don't know that I don't have feelings for women." Xue wenjun turned his head away from Xia Yihan and suddenly turned around and said, "Are you saying the same thing as I thought?"

Xia Yihan nodded with an obvious good mood, "If you're talking about going out with you for a day, then I think so."

Half an hour later, Xia Yihan walked up to the man who was pacing by the car. Looking at Xue Wenjun's suit, he asked in surprise, "Where are we going?"

Xue Wenjun's face was more serious than usual. In order to hide his embarrassment, he deliberately kept a distance from Xia Yihan, "Listen to the concert."

Hot and dry, she tugged at her neatly dressed collar and looked at Xia Yihan, who had been smiling all the time. Xue Wenjun felt even more embarrassed and said with embarrassment and irritation, "Forget it. I'll go change it!"

"Wait for me!" Xia Yihan smiled and grabbed Xue Wenjun, who wanted to run away, then ran back to the room. Xue Wenjun watched as the tallest floor of the villa lit up and then quickly dimmed.

"Let's go." Xia Yihan walked quickly to the side of Xue Wenjun and naturally took Xue Wenjun's arm. He was sweating a little because of his quick steps. In order to cooperate with Xue Wenjun, Xia Yihan wore an evening dress.

In the concert hall, under the dim light, xia Yihan listened to the soothing music carefully, but her eyelids kept pulling. Xue Wenjun felt a weight on her shoulder, and Xia Yihan gently leaned on Xue Wenjun's shoulder and breathed softly.

Xue Wenjun could hear his heart beating uncontrollably, and Xia Yihan's smooth skin looked crystal clear under the dim light.

A man sat down next to Xia Yihan, and his handsome suit showed off all the charm of a man. Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, who had fallen asleep, and gently put Xia Yihan's head on his shoulder.

"Ye Zimo! Xue Wenjun looked at Ye Zimo with a fierce look in his eyes.

"You won't have a chance." Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, who was sleeping with a frown, and gently smoothed the sadness between the woman's eyebrows.

"You have a problem?" Xue Wenjun was a smart man and soon figured out that Ye Zimo might be hiding something. Xia Yihan murmured softly and shrank into Ye Zimo's arms.

Xue Wenjun gritted his teeth and said, "No matter what level you're selling this time, I won't let Xia Yihan out!"

Ye mo helped Xia Yihan change into a comfortable position, looked at Xue Wenjun who was glaring at him and said softly, "Wait and see."

Xia Yihan yawned and woke up. After a few seconds of dullness, he realized that he was still at the concert. "Did you sleep well?" Xue Wenjun said in a low voice, with an uncontrollable smile.

"Did someone talk to you just now? I feel someone." Xia Yihan looked at the empty seat beside him.

There was a moment of displeasure on Xue Wenjun's face, and he quickly covered it up, pulled Xia Yihan's wrist and walked out. Xia Yihan asked in a daze, "Aren't you going to a concert? Where are we going now?"

Xue wenjun took Xia Yihan's hand and walked out. He turned his head to reveal his kind white teeth and said with a smile, "There may only be one chance to date you. I have to make good use of it."

Taking out the booklet that he had been holding in his hand, Xue Wenjun studied it for a while and said to Xia Yihan seriously, "It's time to go to the amusement park!"

At the amusement park, Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun with a long scroll and said hesitantly, "We seem to have met the day when the school organized a group of students to go on a trip."