The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan took a sip of water and the water spilled out from the corner of Xia Yihan's lips. Xue Wenjun subconsciously reached out and gently wiped the water off Xia Yihan's lips with his thumb.

Xia Yihan's Xue Wenjun was stunned until his fingers touched the skin he had dreamed of. "Even if you drink water, it's not good." Xue Wenjun pretended not to care, then quickly withdrew his hand.

"In the hot and spicy shop, I saw you grabbing your boss's arm." Xia Yihan said with a smile.

"Is there? At that time, I was so anxious that I didn't care if that person was a man or a woman." Xue Wenjun muttered.

Xue Wenjun's eyes widened in disbelief as the soft touch on his cheek passed. Xia Yihan lay down on the bed and said sincerely to Xue Wenjun, "Thank you."

"I really don't need to send you to your room." Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan nervously. Now he felt threatened by anything Xia Yihan did.

"It's okay. I can do it alone." Xia Yihan tried to persuade Xue Wenjun, but Xue Wenjun was still dissatisfied. Xia Yihan took her hand and patted it.

"You..." Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan in surprise. This was Xia Yihan's intimate action with him twice a day.

Xia Yihan took Xue Wenjun's hand and placed it on his stomach. Before Xue Wenjun could say anything, he said, "There's someone in my heart. That person has been taking root for a long time, but I want to uproot him now. I know it will hurt, and I know it's unfair to another little life, but do you want to? To be the guardian of this little life?"

Xia Yihan's voice was soft and a little timid and apologetic, but Xue Wenjun was filled with joy, as if she was about to spill water.

Holding Xia Yihan with his back hand, he gently put it on his lips and made his promise with his actions. The warm kiss froze Xia Yihan's body and almost subconsciously pulled out his hand, "I'm so tired. I'm going to rest."

Xue Wenjun didn't care. She smiled and touched Xia Yihan's head, "Go ahead." Xia Yihan turned around and Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan's lonely figure. Xia Yihan thought that there was a woman beside Ye Zimo who didn't care about her, so he was impulsive. Should we tell Xia Yihan? Tell her that Ye Zimo has actually been here?

"Yihan!" Xue Wenjun suddenly said, clenching his fists tightly in his pants.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Xia Yihan turned around, and Xue Wenjun stepped forward to help xia yi straighten his collar before saying, "Go."

When Yihan left the summer, his palm suddenly loosened. Looking at the blood mark on his palm, Xue Wenjun sighed, "Let me be selfish for once."

"Miss Yihan, the master would like to invite you over." Carle stood at the stairs and looked at Xia Yihan.

Seeing Xia Yihan, Marie seemed to be in better spirits and patted her bedside for xia han to come over. "Grandma, I haven't been back for the past two days. I've worried you."

Xia Yihan could tell that Marie really cared about him. Marie's eyes suddenly became moist. He patted Xia Yihan's hand and couldn't help but say, "Yuanyuan would be as filial as you if he were here."

Marie would recognize Xia Yihan when he was awake, and Xia Yihan would be Yuanyuan when he was confused. Xia Yihan comforted Marie, "You can't come back to life after death, grandma."

Marie took Xia Yihan's hand and shook it violently. Her well-maintained face was covered in tears and she cried hoarsely, "No. That's not the case. Yuanyuan was killed by the people closest to him."

Marie's words surprised Xia Yihan. The closest person, Alan? A national pride or a round father?

"Child, Yuanyuan must have been killed by someone in this family. I don't know who it was, but I can't let Washington fall into the hands of such a person. You have to help me."

Marie had already wiped away his tears and looked at Xia Yihan calmly, pulling Xia Yihan's hand tightly.

"Grandma, I don't know how to help you." Xia Yihan held Marie's hand, and Marie took out a power of attorney and said, "Tomorrow the group will hold an annual summary meeting, and you will attend in my place. This is my power of attorney. Take it."

Xia Yihan said awkwardly, "But I'm not from Washington after all."

"You are my granddaughter, always." Marie looked at Xia Yihan holding Xia Yihan's hand tightly, and there was hope in his eyes.

The next day, in the huge conference room, Xia Yihan sat in the highest seat. Dozens of people were older than xia Yihan, but they were listening to this woman's orders.

"I'm afraid the young lady doesn't know much about business." One of the directors said in a weird tone that he would not submit to the management of such a little girl's movie.

"This is grandma Marie's authorization. If you don't like it, you can read it." Xia Yihan looked at the talking director and placed the power of attorney in front of him.

"Now that the majority shareholders are sick, who knows if she's conscious or not, and whether this authorization is fake or not?" The man snorted.

Guohao and Alan looked at each other, thinking about how Xia Yihan would collect it. They were obviously their mother, but they handed the company over to an outsider. No one could swallow that.

"Even if there is no authorization, you must listen to her." Xue Wenjun walked in from the office door, sat beside Xia Yihan, threw a document on the table and said, "I leave 30 % of my shares in the hands of Ms. Xia Yihan, who is currently the largest shareholder of this group. You'd better clean up your attitude."

Alan looked at Xue Wenjun, and his eyes were about to burst into flames, but he could not do anything to him. Guohao patted Alan's hand under the table, indicating that the other party should be calm.

"Ok, since you have a realistic estimate in hand, then I won't say anything. Let's have a meeting." The man angrily sat back in his seat, his fat body making the chair creak heavily.

"The biggest shareholder didn't say it was your turn to start." Xue Wenjun said quietly, clearly dissatisfied with the man bullying Xia Yihan before.

The man was so angry that his face turned red and there was nothing he could do. Dozens of people in the entire office looked at Xia Yihan eagerly. Xue Wenjun nodded gently at Xia Yihan.

"Let's begin."

"I'll go first. This is the overall operating level of our branch this quarter..." The previous man kept talking and despised Xia Yihan in his heart. He didn't understand this woman anyway.

"Please wait, there may be some loopholes in the question you just said." Xia Yihan picked up the report submitted by the man and pointed out the mistake. He smiled and looked at the man.

There were people watching jokes all around. The man's cheeks puffed up like a discouraged frog. He read on dejectedly under the urging of Xia Yihan's eyes. The people present no longer dared to look down on Xia Yihan, and they were all focused.

"Thank you for your hard work today, so let's call it a day." Xia Yihan looked at everyone with a smile. There was applause. Xue Wenjun's eyes fell on Alan and guohao. He smiled meaningfully. Alan's face turned white and clapped.

"Please wait a moment. We, Ye Boss, are also attending the meeting." Zhang Fengyi appeared at the door and greeted xia Yihan.

Ye Zimo, what's he doing here? Xia Yihan knocked over the glass of water on the table in a panic. Xue Wenjun shook his head slightly as he held Xia Yihan's hand.

When Ye Zimo came in, his eyes were on the hands of the next two people, and his eyes, which were already colder, were even more frightening. "Looks like I missed a lot of good scenes." Ye Zimo said meaningfully.

"Who says no?" Xue Wenjun opened his mouth and held Xia Yihan's hand even tighter.

Ye Zimo frowned, his heart burning with the unbridled recklessness of the two of them, "Why, is this the way you see 80 % of your property shareholders?"

Ye Zimo's words caused an uproar among the people present, who did not know that the most valuable piece of land in Washington was that piece of land. "What are you doing here today?" Xia Yihan adjusted his mood and took his hand out of Xue Wenjun's hand, giving Xue Wenjun a reassuring look.

The interaction between the two made ye mo even more furious. Xia Yihan felt sad when he looked at each other's indifferent eyes. Now even talking to him made him upset.

With a grim face and a wave of his hand, Zhang Fengyi brought over a contract. Ye Zimo said, "This is a manual that Marie personally gave me. Now I want to reclaim it!"

Xia Yihan thought of Marie lying in the hospital bed and gritted his teeth. "Can't we wait a little longer?" After all, grandma, she only has that time left. Can't we wait for her to die?"

Ye Zimo looked deeply at Xia Yihan. There was a flash of tenderness in his eyes. He said firmly, "I can't wait. I can't wait any longer."

"Ye Zimo, don't bully people too much!" Alan stood up and yelled at Ye Zimo.

Xue Wenjun looked at Ye Zimo, trying to find a reason to do this from Ye Zimo's expression, but he found that there was only certainty in his eyes.

"Don't think about it, grandma's things. I'll protect him until the last moment, until she leaves!" Xia Yihan looked up at Ye Zimo firmly.

Ye Zimo stared at Xia Yihan for a moment, his thin, blood-colored lips tightly pursed. Just as Xia Yihan thought the other party was going to say something, Ye Zimo simply said, "Whatever."

Xia Yihan turned around and left cleanly. Subconsciously, Xia Yihan stretched his hand forward and ran after the door. His hand was tightly held. Xia Yihan turned around and Xue Wenjun shook his head.

Gritting his teeth, he broke free of Xue Wen's hand. Xia Yihan covered his stomach and ran towards Ye Zimo with difficulty. "Ye Boss, there's really no need to talk to madam. I think she's upset and told her that this was all to lure the people behind her into taking action," said Ye Zimo, who looked very upset.

Ye Zimo looked out of the window coldly, reached out and punched his chest, muttering, "Why does it hurt so much? Is that how it feels to feel heartbroken?"

A familiar figure came running around the corner. Ye Zimo subconsciously used his hand to stop the closing elevator door. His hand was squeezed. Zhang Fengyi pressed the button in a hurry. Leaf and ink frowned and put the injured hand on his back.

"Ye Zimo, wait." Xia Yihan stood outside the elevator, panting and looking at Ye Zimo.

Ye mo raised her eyebrows. Although her heart ached, the pain in her hands from time to time made Ye Zimo more awake and love her. She could only protect her in this way.