The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Xia Yihan asked curiously, "What else?"

"Torture him so hard that he can say everything he knows." Said Xia Yihan sharply and seriously. Xia Yihan reached out and gave a shudder on the other's forehead.

Xia Yihan said angrily, "College students should study the concept of honor and disgrace, and think about what is a mess!"

The sharp body relaxed and turned around with a chop.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to be a rich man!" Xia Yihan took out his gold card and swiped it at the hotel. Xia Yihan looked at him angrily, "Study hard. You'll get a gold card if you have a good job."

"Gee, I can't keep up with you rich people for the rest of my life." A black man who was intoxicated with alcohol staggered and collided with sharpness.

Sharp was hit so hard that he took a few steps back. Xia Yihan was worried that the black man would cause trouble and quickly stepped forward to block sharp. The black man looked at Xia Yihan drunkenly. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he looked at Xia Yihan like a ghost.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The black man stumbled and bowed, then ran out of the hotel. Xia Yihan turned around and asked sharply, "What's wrong with this black man? Is he so polite?"

He said sharply and faintly, "Maybe he was too drunk to think of me as a big shot."

Xia Yihan messed up her hair, and Xia Yihan said with a laugh, "Just be a good Baby."

Xia Yihan opened it with a sharp sound and helped Xia Yihan put the bag in the room. In the room, the air conditioning was fully turned on, and Xia Yihan turned around, trying to grab the sheets next to him in a daze.

After grabbing nothing for a long time, Xia Yihan mumbled, tightened up and continued to sleep. A sheet gently covered Xia Yihan.

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan quietly. Xia Yihan's face was a little tanned, and his long, shiny hair was cut into short, neat hair, which was now playfully scattered around.

Xia Yihan's little mouth was slightly open, and a hint of pink could be seen in it. Ye Zimo leaned down gently and kissed Xia Yihan's slightly cold forehead, "Good night."

"Bang bang!" Xia Yihan jumped up and wrapped the sheets around his body. The knock on the door was deafening. Xia Yihan opened the door with a frown and looked sharp, "Give me a reason why you went crazy in the middle of the night."

He darted into Xia Yihan's room and looked around. "I suspect you're hiding a wild man!" He said solemnly."

Xia Yihan raised his sleeves and looked at the sharp, warning look as he stood on the windowsill. Suddenly, his eyes looked meaningfully at the open french window. He looked at Xia Yihan with a playful smile and said, "I thought I saw someone enter your room just now."

Xia Yihan looked around and broke into a cold sweat. He warned, "I'm not afraid of that thing. It's no use scaring me!"

He shrugged sharply. "Okay, I won't scare you. I'll go back to sleep."

After sharp left, Xia Yihan turned left and right and couldn't sleep. He kicked his bag under the bed and the cd was thrown out of the open bag.

Xia Yihan stood up and took out the cd and put it on the dvd. The picture was blurred until it was clear. "Drink the milk on the table first." Ye Zimo's solemn voice sounded.

Xia Yihan muttered, "There's no milk here, big bad guy!"

The picture froze. Xia Yihan stepped forward to film the tv. The tv flickered for a while until it froze in Ye Zimo's voice.

Xia Yihan widened the background of Ye Zimo's speech. Behind the background, there was an enlarged building. An african man was speaking beside him. There was a huge windmill. Beside the windmill, there were some totem-shaped stones.

Could ye ye mo have gone to this place? Xia Yihan stared at the picture, and hope rose in his heart. Early in the morning, Xia Yihan pulled sharp out of bed.

"Did anyone tell you that you don't grow tall if you don't sleep well?" He yawned sharply and looked at Xia Yihan from the outside.

Xia Yihan looked at the sharp edge that was almost 1.9 meters and said, "You have already surpassed the average of the chinese people a lot. You can stop growing. Today we are going to find a place."

"Where are we going?!" When she woke up, she ran to Xia Yihan and looked at Xia Yihan with bright eyes.

Xia Yihan handed the photo to sharp, windmill and weird totems. His sharp back to himself did not speak for a long time, and his head hung down as if he was thinking about something.

Patting his sharp shoulder, Xia Yihan asked curiously, "What's wrong with you? You're suddenly so serious."

Sharp raised his head to look at Xia Yihan, his eyes with a seriousness that did not match his age, and even a little coldness. Xia Yihan took a step back and gradually approached, maintaining a serious face and said, "How is it? This is not cool!"

Xia Yihan looked carefully at the sharp, smiling face of the other party and couldn't help but punch the other party, "You scared me to death."

"According to what this african is wearing, it should be in the east, because people in the east prefer to wear this bone jewelry." Said xia Yihan sharply.

The two of them drove to the eastern market, looked at the dark people and buildings, and wailed sharply, "How should we find them? There are so many people, no, I need to hide in a tavern to have a drink."

Xia Yihan looked at the sharp edge of the table next to the tavern and confirmed, "Are you really not going to look for it with me?"

Sharp as a dead fish, he collapsed on the table and looked at Xia Yihan pitifully, "You really will die in the sun when you go out at noon in africa."

Sharp and unwilling to move, Xia Yihan had no choice but to find a random street by himself. Next to it was a pier. A dark crowd of black people looked at Xia Yihan curiously, some doing their own things coldly.

"Hello, have you seen this place?" Xia Yihan asked a random black man with a photo.

The black man looked at Xia Yihan coldly and walked away coldly. Another black man came up to Xia Yihan and said, "Are you looking for this place?"

Xia Yihan nodded and said, "Do you know him?" The man nodded and said to xia Yihan, "Let's go. I'll take you there."

Xia Yihan followed the black man all the way until the dock was nowhere to be seen, and the surrounding area began to become desolate. Only the old houses were left one after another, and some black people dressed in rags looked at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan stopped in his tracks after being stared at by these obviously malicious eyes, "I'm not going. I'm leaving."

Xia Yihan took a step back from his bag and pointed the gun at the man, "Don't move."

The man waved his hands and retreated, comforting Xia Yihan, "Don't be impulsive."

Xia Yihan retreated as he held the gun and was hit hard on the back. Xia Yihan lunged forward and the gun in his hand was snatched away. Xia Yihan looked cautiously at another man holding his gun.

The people in the slums around them didn't want to cause trouble, so they all went into the dilapidated houses. Xia Yihan backed away in despair. An arm pulled Xia Yihan aside and a dark figure stood in front of Xia Yihan.

"Get out of here." The black man said coldly to the other two black people.

The two black men glanced at the man and threw themselves at him. In an instant, they were fighting. The man was punched in the stomach and the gun was thrown in one place. Xia Yihan ran over and picked up the gun.

"Bang!" Gunshots rang out in the slums. Xia Yihan pointed his gun at the two men, "Let him go."

The men stood up with their hands raised, kicked the man, shrugged their shoulders and left unwillingly. Xia Yihan picked up the man, "Are you okay?"

The man pushed Xia Yihan away, wiped off the blood from his mouth and walked into the shabby house next door. Xia Yihan stood outside the door and took out a stack of banknotes from her bag. All she could do was this.

The man suddenly rushed out with a black girl in his arms.

"What's wrong?" Xia Yihan stopped the man and asked. The man ran out with the child in his arms. Xia Yihan followed the man all the way to a clinic.

The man pointed at the girl and said, roughly speaking, the girl ate something and got stuck in her throat. The white doctor looked at the girl and swiped out cash, "Ten dollars."

The man's eyebrows furrowed and a stack of banknotes came out from the side. Xia Yihan said, "Use mine."

The doctor looked at xia Yihan curiously and examined the girl before shaking his head. "It's too late!"

The man's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at the girl's pale face. Xia Yihan leaned forward and listened to the child's weak heartbeat. He picked up the child and held his arms around the child's chest, squeezing it.

Once or twice, Xia Yihan was sweating profusely as he pressed the child's chest. "Cough, cough, cough." The child suddenly coughed violently and spat out a round candy from his mouth.

The man looked at Xia Yihan excitedly. Xia Yihan smiled and was about to leave. The man chased after him and pointed at the photo in Xia Yihan's hand, "This place is called the evil land. It is said that people here will encounter misfortune, so no one will want to go there. Besides, this building is not here, it is in the south."

Xia Yihan followed the man's words and found the place in the photo. A man stood quietly in front of the windmill. "It's him!" Xia Yihan recognized the man in the photo.

"Do you recognize the man in the photo?" Xia Yihan looked at the man and said.

The man looked at Ye Zimo in the photo and said, "This man left yesterday."

"Is he really there? Then why didn't you come to me?" Xia Yihan muttered to himself. He looked up and the man was gone. Entering the house next to the windmill, xia yi pulled open the door.

The door creaked, and the surroundings were clean enough to see that someone was indeed sitting here, and a figure was omitted from the room next to it. "Who is it!" Xia Yihan chased after him.

The room was empty, and Xia Yihan turned to look into a pair of cold eyes. The man was wearing a black windbreaker and his head was covered with a hood, revealing only a pair of cold, murderous eyes.

"Who are you?" Xia Yihan exclaimed.

The man held a long sharp knife in his left hand and cut straight at xia Yihan's head. A figure behind him grabbed Xia Yihan's collar and ran back. A backward kick kicked the man's knife away.

Xia yihua recognized that this was the man he had just seen in a flash. He was also the police officer c who had surrounded him at Ye Zimo's villa.