The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

The phone rang, and Xue Wenjun's voice was clearly anxious, "Yihan, where are you? Is there anything wrong?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Zimo's voice came out, "Help me get my bathrobe."

"Are you with him?" Xue wenjun paused and asked. Xia Yihan explained, "Just in time. He saved me. I'll be leaving soon."

Xia Yihan was a little incoherent. She didn't want to upset Xue Wenjun. "Yihan, it's okay." Xue Wenjun stopped Xia Yihan from continuing to explain.

"I believe you. Come back early and don't be too tired." There was a busy tone on the phone. Xia Yihan looked at the phone in a daze. She knew that Xue Wenjun was sad.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan quietly behind him, frowning uncontrollably. This was the first time Xia Yihan didn't notice him but was immersed in his own world for another man.

Ding ding! The doorbell rang sharply. Ye Zimo opened the door and the waiter took the dining car to his room before leaving. Ye mo pulled xia Yihan over and sat down on Xia Yihan's shoulder.

Ye mo ate meat, but the dining car was almost full of vegetables that catered to Xia Yihan's taste. Xia Yihan didn't notice but absent-mindedly inserted the salad.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan looked at the salad in front of him, and he couldn't let go of it. The fork fell on the salad plate.

"I'm sorry I left first." Xia Yihan picked up his bag and walked out the door.

"If you stay, I can consider giving them a few more days." Ye Zimo said faintly, shaking the red wine in his glass.

Xue Wenjun's words kept echoing in her mind. Xia Yihan understood the feeling of being sad but laughing and talking. She looked at Ye Zimo word by word and said, "I have something very important to leave!"

"Is it important?" Watching the door close, Ye Zimo smiled softly, with a self-deprecating look in his eyes.

Xue Wenjun sipped beer after beer on the rooftop that had been burned beyond recognition. There were empty bottles all around him. Looking at the charred marks in the corner, Xue Wenjun looked at the sky in a daze and suddenly smiled, "I asked you what love is. You told me love is an excess of adrenal glands. You said you were so funny!"

Xue Wenjun muttered, only the occasional cicada chirping in the dark responded to him, sighing slightly, and Xue Wenjun poured the wine aside and said with a bitter smile, "Youze, if you were still here, you would probably scold me, but why would my heart hurt so much?"

"Why didn't you tell me the pain?" There was a gasping sound coming from the staircase. Xia Yihan walked up to Xue Wenjun carelessly and took a sip of the beer from Xue Wenjun's hand.

Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan for a long time and said, "Pregnant women can't drink beer."

"Poof, I came all the way here to find you, and you said that to me?" Xia Yihan sat down on the ground with difficulty and said with a smile.

"Then Ye Zimo..." Xue Wenjun's eyes became brighter and brighter. Xia Yihan actually left Ye Zimo and came to find him.

"What are you thinking? You're smiling so brightly!" Xia Yihan blushed slightly.

Xue Wenjun shook his head, but never heard the smile on his lips, "Let's go. Let's go back."

"Go back? Aren't you here for Youze?" Xia Yihan grabbed Xue Wenjun's hand and stood up.

Xue Wenjun held Xia Yihan's hand firmly, his eyes never satisfied, "No need now."

After a night of running, Xia Yihan looked at himself in the mirror tiredly. The jewelry box was knocked over and a pair of emerald earrings fell to the ground.

Xia Yihan looked at the earring with a complicated expression. It was the closest thing she and Ye Zimo had so far. She put the earring in the deepest part with a hint of relief.

Xia Yihan was woken up by the sound of the rain. She woke up unsteadily. A fierce argument came from the staircase and she suddenly woke up.

"I warn you not to eat these things in this house." Alan yelled at the national tyrant.

"Hehe, aren't you worried that I'll tell you? Now we're on the same boat." Guohao's voice was eerie, then he said, "Look at how you can't hold your breath. All the evidence will be in the repair shop. Why are you so anxious?"

The voices of the two of them grew quieter and quieter, and Xia Yihan secretly remembered the name mentioned by guohao. "Miss, are you going out?" Carle asked when he saw Xia Yihan holding the car keys.

"Butler, do you know where the repair shop is?"

"The garage, it seems to be a waste car collection station." Carle looked at Xia Yihan strangely, "What is miss doing there?"

"Nothing. I'll just ask." Xia Yihan looked at the dark weather and hurried out. Carle looked at Xia Yihan and picked up the phone in a hurry.

Driving all the way to the destination, it was indeed a wasteland of abandoned car disposal. Xia Yihan took out the car keys he had been holding in his hands and pressed them one by one.

She found the key in the round room. It was not until she heard Alan and the others arguing that Xia Yihan thought of linking the key to Yuanyuan's car that day.

The car keys were pressed again and again. Xia Yihan searched carefully until there was a slight noise in the corner. Xia Yihan took a long breath and walked to the badly damaged porsche.

The door was still intact, and the front of the car was badly dented. It could be seen how intense the impact was. Xia Yihan opened the door and sat in carefully.

There were also patches of brown blood on the car. Xia Yihan checked the driver's seat carefully. Xia Yihan had to lean against the seat and put his foot against the car because of the stomach obstruction. The feeling of discomfort made Xia Yihan take out a recording pen from under the cushion.

Sha Sha's voice came from the recorder, followed by a woman's frightened voice: "I don't know what's going on? The brakes completely failed and she was still chasing me. I was scared. Grandma, I can't take care of you anymore. Help me take care of my dad."

There were loud bangs and explosions. Xia Yihan listened to the voice of the recording pen in a daze.

Alan looked at Xia Yihan coldly not far away. She wouldn't have come here if she hadn't heard the housekeeper's phone call. Xia Yihan was already suspicious of yuan yuan's death.

Looking at the back of the girl in the car, Alan pulled up a smile. The "Ding ding" bell rang, and the sharp bell rang.

Xia Yihan got out of the car and walked to the warehouse where the bell was ringing. "Is anyone there?" Xia Yihan asked in a low voice.

The ringtone continued to ring and the recording began to connect, "Hello, this is Yuanyuan. May I leave a message for you? I will reply later." Strange voices rang in the warehouse.

Xia Yihan mustered up the courage to walk into the warehouse and pick up the cell phone on the floor. The screen of the cell phone was broken, and there were seven or eight images of Xia Yihan flashing on it.

The lights suddenly dimmed, and the sound of the door being locked startled Xia Yihan, "Hey! There's someone inside!"

Xia Yihan ran to the door and shouted through the fence. There seemed to be someone standing at the door. After a while, he walked away.

Listening to the fading footsteps, Xia Yihan hurriedly took out his cell phone. There was no signal, no signal at all.

"What should we do?" Xia Yihan murmured. In the old car factory, Xue Wenjun, who received a call from Carle, kept calling Xia Yihan's name in the old car. The sound of the rain covered up his cries bit by bit.

In the dark warehouse, Xia Yihan tried to hide in the corner of the wall to keep her stomach warm. She felt cold and hungry. Her fingers touched the old round cell phone in the warehouse. The screen lit up. Xia Yihan picked up the cell phone in surprise, and there was an electricity!

The phone on the table rang. Ye mo glanced at the strange call and hung it up quickly. A few seconds later, the phone rang again.

Frowning, ye mo picked it up and hung up the phone as soon as there was a soft breathing sound. Ye Zimo's eyes had just returned to the computer and he suddenly dialed back the phone number. It took him a while to pick it up.

"I thought you didn't want to answer my call. Did I disturb you?" Xia Yihan's voice sounded a little strange.

"Whose phone is this and where are you?" Ye mo grabbed the pen fiercely, and the bad feeling in her heart became stronger and stronger.

"You said you were really annoying, always hurting me, always making me sad! I hate you!" Xia Yihan on the phone was rambling and talking a lot more than usual.

"Be quiet and tell me where you are." Ye mo's hand, which was holding the phone, began to tremble, trying to keep it low.

"I'm... Dudu doodle."

"Damn it!" Ye Zimo slammed the phone in his hand onto the table and dialed another number, "Help me find out the source of a phone number."

Xia Yihan's eyelids grew heavier and heavier as he stroked his stomach with all his might, "Son, I'm sorry. It's all mommy's fault. Are you hungry?"

A loud noise suddenly sounded in the dark warehouse. Xia Yihan squinted at the man standing in the dark. "Save my child." Consciousness was gradually falling off, and Xia Yihan could only collapse into the arms of the person who came.

Ye Zimo touched Xia Yihan's cold arm, wrapped his suit jacket tightly around Xia Yihan, and picked up Xia Yihan, who was not light. Ye mo kissed xia Yihan's cold cheek, "Bear with it. It will be all right soon."

Outside the rain, Xue Wenjun looked at the tenderness in Ye Zimo's eyes. The foot that wanted to step out could not walk out, but the hand that wanted to run up and snatch Xia Yihan back could not move.

"The fetus is all right. Give the nutrient solution." Xia Yihan's eyelids trembled slightly, and her ears were filled with the doctor's voice. The pain from the needle pricking on her wrist gradually woke her up.

It was not until all the doctors left that Xue Wenjun opened the door and looked at the haggard Xia Yihan. He couldn't find Xia Yihan, but Ye Zimo did. He almost lost Xia Yihan, but Ye Zimo grabbed him.

Xia Yihan turned around and grabbed her wrist. She opened her eyes and looked at Xue Wenjun, "Thank you for saving me."

Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan quietly, "How much do you remember?" Xia Yihan thought for a moment, "Someone locked me up in a warehouse, and then someone opened it in a daze. I think it's you. Besides you, who else would take it to heart?"

Xia Yihan held Xue Wenjun's hand with a bitter smile. Xue Wenjun's lips were tightly pursed, and his heart was constantly struggling. Xia Yihan held Xue Wenjun's hand tightly and said with a smile:

"Xue Wenjun, if only I had known you earlier."