The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xue Wenjun's face darkened and he gritted his teeth and said, "Play!"

On the pirate ship, two figures stood in the middle of a pile of children. Xia Yihan fastened his seat belt. Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan and thought about what the manual had taught him, "Here's my arm. If you're afraid, you can hold me."

Xia Yihan smiled and held Xue Wenjun's hand. The pirate bed slowly swung left and right. Xia Yihan felt a little stiff in his hand. He turned around and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Xue Wenjun shook his head, sat up straight and looked ahead expressionlessly. There was a child's cry in his ear, and Xue Wenjun's face became paler and paler.

"Are you okay? Bear with it." Xia Yihan saw that something was wrong with Xue Wenjun, and by the time the pirate ship stopped, Xue Wenjun's face was already a little pale.

"I think you might be a little afraid of heights." Xia Yihan said worriedly. Xue Wenjun nodded and was even more upset." What about the Ferris wheel?" He muttered."

Xia Yihan smiled and grabbed Xue Wenjun's hand, "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

"Ye Boss, we've already transferred a grade student over. The principal said we can only borrow one morning." Zhang Fengyi wiped han and said.

Ye Zimo looked at the moving black dots on the screen and said with a calm face, "No need."

Zhang Fengyi wanted to say something else. He looked out the window and said in a low voice, "There seems to be more of them."

"How's Xia Yihan doing?" Ye Zimo muttered.

"At present, it seems that the relationship between madam and you is not that deep, so we haven't done anything to madam yet." Zhang Fengyi had already pulled out his pistol.

Ye yemo stood up and walked to the window to expose himself. He smiled and said, "Things are getting more and more interesting."

The red porsche drove all the way to a university snack street, attracting a lot of attention. Xue Wenjun helped Xia Yihan out of the car and looked around at the crowded shops. He raised his eyebrows.

"There's a nice spicy hot pot here," Xia Yihan said, holding Xue Wenjun's hand. Xue Wenjun took it away and stood behind Xia Yihan, placing his hands slightly on Xia Yihan's shoulders to protect Xia Yihan from the crowd.

"Let's go, lead the way." Xue Wenjun said faintly. The magnetic voice made the people next to him look at it a few more times.

Xia Yihan took Xue Wenjun to a small shop, pointed at the things arranged in the shop and said, "This is called malatang. It's delicious."

Sitting in a narrow seat with Xue Wenjun, Xia Yihan accidentally rubbed his thigh against Xue Wenjun's. Xia Yihan said sheepishly, "It's too narrow."

Xue Wenjun's heart trembled slightly, and he nodded his head as usual. The spicy hot pot was served. Xue Wenjun ate elegantly. Xia Yihan put down his chopsticks and said apologetically, "Do you not like this taste? I think you might prefer western food."

Xue Wenjun looked at the apologetic Xia Yihan as his heart grew softer and softer. He restrained himself from trying to squeeze him into his arms and said faintly, "It's delicious."

Hearing Xue Wenjun's affirmation, Xia Yihan smiled. The student who was playing next to him touched Xia Yihan's back. Xia Yihan leaned forward and his stomach slammed against the table.

"Stomach!" Xia Yihan gave a short cry. Xue Wenjun quickly stood up, pulled lady boss's arm and said seriously, "Look at her. I'll drive."

Lady boss looked at Xue Wenjun's face and blushed. He quickly accepted. Not long after, a porsche stopped at the entrance of the store. Xue Wenjun picked up xia Yihan and rushed to the hospital.

"Miss, your boyfriend really loves you. I asked him to rest just now, but he was still at the door." The nurse said to Xia Yihan enviously.

Xia Yihan smiled and said, "He's not my boyfriend." Thinking back to another person's grim face, Xia Yihan picked up his phone and hesitated for a while, but his fingers still trembled and played it.

The call was picked up quickly, and Ye Zimo's voice was clear. "Hello."

"It's me. I want to say I'm at... Ye Boss today. I've already taken a bath." Ye mo's hand trembled as he held the phone, and the woman's voice and sweet smile came from the phone.

There was no need to say anything more about what yemo was doing. Ye Zimo on the phone seemed to be panting and said coldly, "Hang up."

"Dudu Dudu..." Xia Yihan listened to the busy tone of the phone in a daze, his heart empty. When she woke up, the first man she wanted to see was holding another woman in her arms.

The phone was taken away, and Xia Yihan looked up at Xue Wenjun in a daze. Xue Wenjun put the phone aside and wrapped it around Xia Yihan, "The moment I saw you moaning in pain, I was dying of pain, and my hands were still shaking."

Xia Yihan was silent, feeling the strength of his back trembling. Xue Wenjun patted Xia Yihan on the back and said softly, "Go to sleep. I'll be here whenever you wake up."

In the luxurious presidential suite, the woman's snake-like waist slowly wrapped around Ye Zimo, her thighs lightly rubbed, with an infinite temptation: "Ye Boss, I will make you drunk tonight."

The bright red lips of the enemy slowly slid across Ye Zimo's neck. Ye Zimo's eyes were raised, and the bed shook slightly. In a whirl, the two of them had changed positions.

"Really?" Ye Zimo grabbed the hand that the woman was trying to hold around her neck. The woman looked at Ye Zimo's slightly red dot and nodded coquettishly.

"Kacha!"

"What are you doing? Let me go!" The woman looked at Ye Zimo in a panic and twisted her hand, which was handcuffed to the bed by yezi mo.

Ye Zimo rolled over and put on his bathrobe neatly from the side of the bed. A crowd of people rushed into the room. The woman screamed and quickly took the quilt to cover her naked body.

"Ye Boss." Zhang Fengyi took the gps to Ye Zimo, and Ye Zimo frowned as he looked at the location of Xia Yihan hospital.

"Do you want this will?" Ye Zimo raised the papers that had been lying around on the table.

Only then did the woman realize that she had been fooled. Ye mo deliberately dug a hole for herself to jump, and said with a dry smile, "What are you talking about? Ye Boss, I don't know."

"You'd better shut up when I'm not in a bad mood." Ye Zimo's cold drink was extremely cold. Zhang Fengyi looked at the woman sympathetically, making Xia Yihan misunderstand that this woman was hanging.

Ye Zimo waved his hand and a few men walked up to the woman. The woman said in horror, "No, you can't do this to me."

Ye Zimo admired the woman's frightened eyes and lit his cigarette, "You should know what happened when you thought of doing this."

The door opened and closed, blocking the two worlds and the woman's screams. In the hospital room, the moonlight slanted on the woman on the bed through the window sill.

Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan, who was sleeping soundly, and his eyes were drawn to Xia Yihan's bright forehead, her small, firm nose, and her lips, which had been tightly pursed. Such a girl was a gift from god, but she did not belong to herself.

As he leaned closer to Xia Yihan, Xue Wenjun's heart was thumping. He could already feel the faint fragrance of Xia Yihan's body. Even closer, he could hear her breathing.

With only one finger left between her lips and her forehead, Xia Yihan moved, and Xue Wenjun suddenly fell back into the chair. "Mr. Xue." A faint voice came from behind. Xue Wenjun turned around. Zhang Fengyi looked at herself with a smile, not knowing how long she had been standing.

"Ye would like to invite you out for a change of mood." Zhang Fengyi said meaningfully as he silently swept past Xia Yihan.

"What if I say no?" Xue Wenjun stood up and looked at Zhang Fengyi, "If I want to compete with Ye Zimo, I don't have to lose."

Xue Wenjun's aura was full of ferocity. Zhang Fengyi said to Xue Wenjun quietly, even with some hints, "But who is in Miss Xia's heart? Who are you waiting for? Who are you looking forward to? You should know better, right? Ye Boss has never lost a battle wagered on xia Yihan."

Xue Wenjun's lips were tightly pressed. Zhang Fengyi was right. Xia Yihan's wounds had never been healed.

"Mr. Xue, please." Zhang Fengyi waved at the door.

When the door opened again, it gave off a cold breath, but after seeing the woman on the bed, it suddenly landed. Ye Zimo walked into Xia Yihan and gently brushed Xia Yihan's hair on his cheek.

"Why can't you always learn to take care of yourself?" Ye Zimo looked down at Xia Yihan's eyes. Xia Yihan's eyebrows furrowed so tightly that Ye Zimo subconsciously wanted to soothe Xia Yihan's sorrow.

The cold fingers touched slightly, but Xia Yihan could not let go of his furrowed brows. Ye Zimo sighed lightly and imprinted a cold kiss on Xia Yihan's lips.

It was dark all around, and Xia Yihan was looking for a way out in horror. Not far away, there was a bright light. At the entrance, a shadowy figure stood there and extended his hand to xia Yihan.

"Ye Zimo?" Xia Yihan murmured.

"Catch me, I'll take you away." Ye Zimo smiled at Xia Yihan and reached out to encourage Xia Yihan.

Before he could catch her, he suddenly turned around and left, "No!"

Xia Yihan screamed and sat up from the bed. Xue Wenjun immediately comforted Xia Yihan, "What's wrong?"

After staring at Xue Wenjun for a few seconds, Xia Yihan came back to his senses. "It's okay. It's just a nightmare."

"Miss Xia, I am the director of this hospital. I will take care of you personally during your convalescence these days. Don't worry about the child."

Xia Yihan smiled politely at the doctor and turned to Xue Wenjun, "I want to go back to Washington. After all, I haven't seen Marie for two days."

The dean looked at Xue Wenjun hesitantly. After all, the man ordered Xia Yihan to recuperate in the hospital. "Get ready to leave the hospital." Xue Wenjun said to the dean and turned to Xia Yihan in a soft voice, "I'll do whatever you want."

"Mr. Xue, this..." The dean was too bitter to say. Both of them were big shots, and neither of them could be offended.

"Go ahead and do it. I'll take care of anything." Xue Wenjun said faintly, and the dean took a long breath before leaving.

"What are you talking about? Didn't you call him here?" Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun strangely. Xue Wenjun handed the cup to Xia Yihan and gently placed it on his lips. He smiled and said, "It's good to wake up. Drink some water before you talk."