The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

"I'm scared. I want you to come." Xia Yihan seemed to have entered his own thoughts. Leaf frowned and said softly, "So I..."

"Thanks to Xue Wenjun, when I saw him, I felt a light shining in the whole world, giving me confidence and courage."

Xia Yihan stopped Ye Zimo's words and said in a hurry. His eyes were full of gratitude for xue wenjun's appearance. The car sped up abruptly. Ye Zimo drove with his lips pursed and did not explain anything.

Sometimes the explanation is so powerless, when the other party has already confirmed a fact.

The car stopped in Washington, and Ye Zimo handed over a recording pen. Xia Yihan took it, and Ye Nianmo's voice in the recording pen seemed to be a little more mature, "Mommy, I learned sanda with my uncle today. Hoi Cheuk Hin can't beat me. Mommy, I'll be back soon."

Xia Yihan held the recording pen excitedly and her eyes were full of sparkles. Leaf mo gently kissed xia Yihan on the forehead, "Go in."

Xia Yihan nodded, took the recording pen and walked into Washington. After a long walk, he turned around subconsciously. There was still a tall figure at the gate looking at him, a little sad.

"Alan." Xia Yihan was hit by someone and hurriedly held on to the chair next to him before he fell. Alan hurriedly walked out and suddenly turned back and asked, "Have you been calling or someone looking for you these past two days, like you said all sorts of strange things?"

Xia Yihan shook his head and asked strangely, "No, who are you talking about?"

Alan breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Nothing. I heard that there has been a lot of psychopaths walking around nearby recently. I was worried that you might get hurt, so I left first."

Alan hurriedly said hello and left. Soon, a red porsche ran out like an arrow. "Miss Alan?" Housekeeper Carle came out with the medicine box and asked strangely, "Where's miss Alan?"

"I don't know. I saw her leave in a hurry just now." Xia Yihan looked at the butler and said. The housekeeper took the medicine box and said strangely, "Miss Alan needs to clean up the wound on her hand."

"Wound?" Xia Yihan remembered seeing the wounds on Alan's hands. Carle took the lead and said, "Yes, there are still marks on his arm from the glass."

Carle rambled on. Xia Yihan frowned. Glass? I can't help but think of the faint smell of blood I once smelled in the abandoned car park. Is there a connection?

Sniffing in the sweet fragrance, Xue Wenjun held the tofu flowers and shook them around Xia Yihan's nose. "What is my princess thinking?" She said with a smile. So absorbed? You can't even smell the food?"

Xia Yihan looked back at Xue Wenjun, smiled, and leaned over to see what Xue Wenjun had brought. Xue Wenjun slowly withdrew his hand and watched Xia Yihan get closer and closer until his lips touched his forehead.

Xia Yihan was stunned by the soft, wet touch. He leaned back and looked at Xue Wenjun with a red face. Xue Wenjun put the bean curd on the coffee table and said with satisfaction, "Eat it. When you're done, go."

"Where are you going?" Xia Yihan ate a mouthful of sweet bean blossoms with satisfaction and looked up at Xue Wenjun stupidly.

There was a gentle touch on her forehead. Xue Wenjun nodded a little on Xia Yihan's forehead, and then rubbed it with heartache, "I knew you would forget. Didn't you say that you would accompany me to our school's anniversary?"

Xia Yihan then remembered that Xue Wenjun had indeed said so, and he had agreed to it. After meeting Ye Zimo, he had forgotten all these things in a panic.

The quiet campus was now crowded with people. The former students had already gone to society to work hard. Everyone wore the most exquisite clothes, tried to drive a luxury car, smiled and talked to others, let others see their own good, and then cleverly buried their hard work.

"Wen Jun!" A man was smiling at Xue Wenjun, the receptionist at the school gate. Xue Wenjun walked up to the man with Xia Yihan, and there was a rare genuine smile on his face, "Principal zhang."

Principal zhang patted Xue Wenjun on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You were the most promising student in that year. We have received the one million yuan fee for the establishment of the school a short time ago. Thank you for all the teachers and students."

"Principal zhang, this is what I should do." Xue Wenjun said faintly. He took Xia Yihan and said, "Xia Yihan."

"Xia Yihan, are you the jewelry designer?" Principal zhang looked at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan nodded and joked, "If it's not the same name, then I should be Xia Yihan."

"Hahaha, you're more charming than my book. Don't you know that your work has been incorporated into the art design course book?" Principal zhang looked at Xia Yihan with a smile.

Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun and principal zhang blankly. Principal zhang waved his hand and said, "Come with me."

In the huge office, principal zhang took out a beautifully designed book, flipped through a few pages, pointed to the jewelry on it and said, "Miss Xia, your design works have become a specialized teaching material for the art and design departments of major universities."

Xia Yihan stared blankly at his work being printed into colorful pictures, thinking that more and more dream-seekers were studying carefully with their own teaching materials. "Congratulations." Xue Wenjun patted Xia Yihan on the back, sharing Xia Yihan's joy.

Xia Yihan smiled brightly and his stomach moved. Xia Yihan covered his stomach. Xue Wenjun asked nervously, "What's wrong? He kicked you again?"

Nodding his head, Xia Yihan smiled and said, "I guess the baby is happy for me too." The atmosphere was very good. Principal zhang's eyes fell on the two of them and nodded clearly. While Xue Wenjun was still in a good mood, he said, "Since today is here, why don't we talk about the school building?"

Xue Wenjun nodded, worried that Xia Yihan would be bored, looked at Xia Yihan and said, "Do you want to visit my campus?"

Xia Yihan spot, what would happen to the campus where Xue Wenjun lived and studied? Walking through the bustling campus, Xia Yihan held her portfolio in her arms and looked at it curiously.

On both sides of the school boulevard, foreigners and chinese mingled with a youthful aura. Everyone had an obvious vitality on their faces. The clubs on both sides of the street tried their best to attract people from the past to watch as if a single look from others was the greatest affirmation of themselves.

A large round classroom was crowded with people. Some of them couldn't even get in and stood at the door to look. Xia Yihan approached curiously and slowly slowed down after walking up the stairs.

The classroom was filled with familiar voices. Xia Yihan stood in a corner and looked at Ye Zimo on the podium. Ye Zimo was dressed in black, his face was calm and serious, and his voice was low as he told thousands of students about the problems they would encounter when they were about to enter society.

Xia Yihan turned around and saw the girl next to him staring blankly at Ye Zimo's side face, sighing and leaving. Ye Zimo was a shining star no matter where he went, which would never change.

Ye Zimo seemed to feel something and turned to look at the door, as if he saw a hurried figure, but he didn't seem to see anything.

The breeze by the lake blew on Xia Yihan's sleeve. The originally sunny weather suddenly brought dark clouds, which quickly occupied the sky and dispersed the sunlight, bringing wind and rain.

The originally bustling crowd became even more boisterous. People scrambled to find shelter from the rain, completely losing the elegance and wisdom that they first pretended to be.

Xia Yihan ran to the eaves of the teaching building and looked down to see the bean-sized rain wetting Xia Yihan's flats, bringing flowers one after another.

A pair of shiny leather shoes appeared in his sight, and the owner of the shoes quickly moved to his side. Xia Yihan turned and met Ye Zimo's deep gaze.

"Plop!" Xia Yihan's book fell to the ground. Leaf raised her eyebrows and lowered her head slightly to pick up xia Yihan's book. She flipped her eyes and looked at it subtly.

Xia Yihan turned her head away from Ye Zimo until a soft touch came over her head and her hair was a little messed up. Ye Zimo said in a smiling voice, "Xia Yihan, you did a good job."

"Thank you." Xia Yihan looked down at his flats and said, a little confused. Ye Zimo looked at each other's small earlobes dyed with a trace of red, smiled and pulled Xia Yihan's hand, not close, the distance between the two close by hand.

"Are you here to give a speech?" Xia Yihan had nothing to say.

"Yeah." Ye Zimo replied faintly.

The two of them did not speak again until the first ray of sunlight hit them, and the haze dissipated, and the sun finally overcame the storm.

Ye Zimo let go of Xia Yihan's hand and walked forward, "Let's go."

"I came with Xue Wenjun. I have to find him." Xia Yihan spoke subconsciously.

Ye Zimo turned to look at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan's lips were dry and he wanted to say something. Ye Zimo nodded, turned around and left without saying anything. His steps were steady.

Zhang Fengyi looked at the umbrella in the car and sighed as he thought about Ye Zimo's sudden departure from the car.

"Yihan. I found you." Xue Wenjun held an umbrella and nervously pulled Xia Yihan up and down to check: "Where is it wet?"

Xia Yihan looked at Xue Wenjun's wet clothes and smiled, "Who's the better person to say that?"

Xue Wenjun doted on Xia Yihan and smiled, "Naughty!"

"Yuanyuan?" Someone was looking at xia Yihan, checking if he wanted to get close. Xia Yihan asked the girl curiously, "Do you know Yuanyuan?"

The girl took a long breath, patted her chest and said, "I thought Yuanyuan died to have a baby. You look like her, but you're prettier than her."

Xia Yihan insisted on asking himself, "Do you know Yuanyuan?"

The girl nodded, "My name is Sha Sha. Yuanyuan is my classmate. In fact, many people know her. She's not very popular."

Xia Yihan still wanted to ask. The girl had already turned to Xue Wenjun and said shyly, "Are you and this sister boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Xia Yihan wanted to deny it subconsciously, but Xue Wenjun held her tightly. Xue Wenjun raised his eyebrows and looked at Sha Sha, "What do you think?"

Sha Sha lowered his head in frustration and muttered, "It's been a long time since I've taken a fancy to a high-quality product. I actually have a master."