The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

She remembered that afternoon, when he looked at Mo Xiaojun's picture and lost his mind, the more he felt that her conjecture was correct.

Ye Zimo turned and went into his mother's room. Xia Yihan was stunned for a moment before returning to his room.

Seeing that her sister was back, mo xiaonong was not as angry as she was at first. She smiled and said, "Sis, did Brother zimo go to see you? He just came here to look for you, and I told him that you always dream about him in your dreams at night, so he can treat you well."

Xia Yihan was not particularly concerned about mo xiaonong's sudden change. It was the question of Mo Xiaojun's birth that distracted her, and all she could think of was this.

It was getting late at night, and Mo Xiaonong was sleeping soundly. Xia Yihan was still thinking about the photos.

They had discussed her and Little Soldier's origins many times.

Mo Xiaojun always said that he was not abandoned by his parents. Strangely enough, according to the staff at the orphanage, Mo Xiaojun should have been an orphanage over two years old. Such an old child had no memory at that time, but he was miraculously aware that he was not abandoned.

But he couldn't remember his parents' names or where his home was. He couldn't tell.

"Little Soldier, do you want to see your parents?" Xia Yihan asked him once.

"Yes, I dream about them all the time, but I can't see what they look like. But I'm sure they love me very much."

Xia Yihan thought about Mo Xiaojun's words over and over again. She thought that finding his parents and family was one of Mo Xiaojun's greatest wishes in his life.

She couldn't let him have this regret. Even if she didn't let Ye Zimo and the others know that Little Soldier was really their child, at least she had to know.

In this way, when she went to Little Soldier's grave, she could tell him herself that she had helped him find his parents.

Thinking of this, she got up from her bed and went out gently, knocking on Ye Zimo's door for the first time at night.

Ye mo stayed by Fu Fengyi's side this night, lying on the sofa at the end of her bed, listening to her movements.

He was worried that Fu Fengyi would suddenly fall ill like the other times, and that he would be able to take care of her whenever he was by her side.

Fu Fengyi was still awake. She couldn't sleep when she was thinking about Ye Zihan.

"Mo, go back to your room and sleep. I won't be able to sleep if you're here." Fu Fengyi kept tossing and turning and still started to chase Ye Zimo out.

"Mom, let me accompany you."

"You want me to stay up all night?" Fu Fengyi seemed angry.

In fact, she just didn't want her son to accompany her to open her eyes and see the dawn. Many times, a person's pain can't be cured with someone accompanying her. She just wanted to be alone in a space and think about the past.

"I'm afraid you're not feeling well, so let me stay with you."

Silly child, can you stop me from feeling unwell here? It's okay. Mom promised she wouldn't get sick tonight. Mom's not at ease sleeping here. Go back to your room. Mom will call you if she's not feeling well." Fu Fengyi said lovingly.

She was really glad that her son loved her so much.

"Then don't hold it in for yourself. Call me whenever you feel bad. Just press 1 and you can call my room. I'll be right over."

At that time, he was trying to take care of his mother so that she could find him. Her bedside phone and his bedside phone were set up for speed dial. This way, even if her mother was uncomfortable in the middle of the night, it would be very easy to find him.

"Yes, mom remembers. Go ahead."

Ye mo came out of his mother's room with a headache. He raised his hand and rubbed his temple as he walked towards his own room.

Xia Yihan knocked on Ye Zimo's door and didn't hear a response. The urge to ask him what happened slowly faded.

Just as she was about to leave, she turned around and saw ye mo walking in her direction.

His tall figure was always so tall and straight, as if full of strength, but at this moment it looked exhausted. She fixed her eyes on him and saw that he was rubbing his temples. It must have been because of Mo Xiaojun's incident that she felt very uncomfortable. Unconsciously, she felt a little distressed.

Ye Zimo also saw her. Why did that little figure come to his door in the middle of the night without sleeping?

No matter what she was doing, seeing her now seemed to comfort him.

He walked up to her and whispered, "Come in with me."

Xia Yihan quietly followed him and closed the door for him. At this moment, Ye Zimo was still wearing the shirt and trousers he wore for the meeting today. When he entered the room, he loosened his tie and sat down on the bed.

"Come here!" He called out to Xia Yihan, the same command. This time, the voice was not loud, just so she could hear him.

She obediently walked up to him, and he separated his knees to let her stand between his legs, his arms around her waist, and his head against her soft body.

Without taking any further steps, he just leaned back gently.

Feeling his speechless emotions and feeling a little sorry for him, Xia Yihan gently inserted his hand into his hair and rubbed it against his scalp.

This silent comfort was comforting. Ye Zimo closed her eyes and hugged her waist.

Xia Yihan patiently rubbed his face for a long time. He kept his eyes closed and did not move or speak, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Why did you think of me?" It was a long time before he asked her softly.

Mo Xiaojun's problem had given Ye Zimo such a headache that she didn't want to bother him at this time.

She thought it would be better if she stayed by his side every day and found a better opportunity to ask him.

Xia Yihan didn't say anything. Ye Zimo suddenly pulled her and she sat down on his lap.

"Miss me?" He asked, looking straight into her eyes.

Xia Yihan was not a good liar and didn't know how to explain why she came to him in the middle of the night. Just as he gave her a reason, she nodded as he wanted.

"Little thing!" He sighed and kissed her lips.

This time, she felt his affection, and the kiss was light and gentle, not rough at all. It was as if he really cared about her and was afraid of hurting her.

Xia Yihan was gently kissed by him, and her heart was getting more and more confused. She felt that if she was kissed by him again, she would really be lost.

She thought his kiss would always be linked to desire, but this time it wasn't. After kissing her for a while, he let her go.

"Sleep in my bed tonight. I'll take a bath."

It was rare for him to tell her what he was going to do. It was not easy for them to get along so harmoniously.

She also wanted them to be like this, even if they couldn't be as close as normal couples, at least they wanted to maintain a kind of mutual respect.

As long as he had that idea, she was obliged to cooperate, so if he wanted her to stay in his bed for the night, she had to listen to him.

"Okay, do you need my help?" She asked.

"If you help, maybe it's not just a bath. Do you want to go?" He asked with a wicked smile.

Xia Yihan blushed and shook his head.

"You go, I... I'd better not go." Afraid that he would get angry, she refused in a low voice.

He was always worried about Fu Fengyi and didn't want to take a bath, so he didn't make things difficult for her.

She went to the closet to get her nightgown, and ye mo went to the bathroom in her room, took a hot bath, and came back soon.

Xia Yihan had just been with him this morning, and he seemed to be with He Wen at noon... So Xia Yihan really didn't want anything to happen with him this night.

But this was not something she could do. She climbed into his bed and lay there quietly waiting.

When she heard that he was back, she was a little nervous and subconsciously hugged her knees, as if he could hide so he couldn't see.

Ye Zimo only glanced at the bed and asked, "It's autumn. Isn't it cold to sleep without a blanket?"

Xia Yihan was a little confused. So he let her sleep?

"It's cold. It's a little cold." She promised and quickly pulled the blanket over her body, wrapped tightly like a dumpling.

This action made Ye Zimo's lips bend, and then he sat down at the computer table, turned on the desktop, and dealt with the work.

Xia Yihan always thought that he only had a simple desire for her, but he never thought that he would let her sleep beside him even if he didn't intend to do anything to her. This knowledge gave her a mixed feeling. She dared not think about it and closed her eyes to force herself to sleep.

Perhaps he had been tormenting her too much these days. She closed her eyes for a while and felt really sleepy.

She fell asleep in a daze, as if she heard the door open, close, and ring several times.

It was Ye Zimo who went out to pay Feng Yi a visit. Every time he went out, he stood outside his mother's door to listen to the noise and went back to his room.

At 4: 30 in the morning, ye mo went into Fu Fengyi's room and looked. As he had expected, she stayed up all night. Fortunately, there was nothing wrong with her health.

"Mo, go to bed. Mom's fine." Fu Fengyi touched his son's face and said sadly.

"Well, I'm going to take a nap. It's almost dawn. The housekeeper will be up soon. You can call him if you need anything."

After instructing her mother, ye mo returned to her room. He had a meeting that day, a very important board meeting, a scheduled schedule, and nothing particularly urgent. He would not cancel it.

He got into bed, lay down beside Xia Yihan, put his arms around her waist, and let her sleep close to his body.

She seemed to feel the heat in her deep sleep, so she turned over and faced him, moving closer to him.

Xia Yihan, who had fallen asleep, was as soft as a docile kitten. He subconsciously wrapped his arms around his waist and buried his face in his chest.

His breath was filled with her faint scent, which made him feel comfortable.

He tightened her up a little, and she seemed to like being hugged by him, feeling safe in her dreams.

Because he had important work to do during the day, Ye Zimo didn't want to do anything to this woman. He just hugged her, hugged her, and felt uneasy.

Yihan, who was unaware of the danger, was still lazily rubbing against his chest, trying to find a comfortable place to lean against.

Little thing, if you dare to move again, I will deal with you!

She seemed to hear his voice. She was really honest and did not move. Maybe she found a comfortable position and slept better.

Someone who was hugged by a soft and warm fragrance and wanted to have a quiet rest seemed to be unable to sleep at all.

After torturing his little thing, it still looked like an innocent sweet sleep. A bad smile appeared on his lips and his hand slipped through the bottom of her pajamas.

Xia Yihan whimpered in his dream and patted his hand naturally, as if to say that he hated it so much that he couldn't sleep well.

When she woke up, she turned to look out the window and realized that it was almost light. Then she remembered that someone didn't seem to sleep last night and looked so tired last night.

"Ye, Mr. Ye, aren't you tired?" She thought for a moment, but still wanted to persuade him not to be so crazy. After all, his body was still very important.

"Are you questioning my physical strength?" His voice was hoarse and there was a hint of a teasing smile in his words. Xia Yihan's face turned red in a flash.

At the end, she was drained again.

Ye mo, on the other hand, was refreshed, as if he had not exercised, but rather filled her body with electricity.

"Are you satisfied?" He turned around and asked, hugging her on his side.

Xia Yihan's little face was already flushed, especially the two redder ones, like ripe red apples. His question made her blush. She could not help but bite her lips and snort, "Yes."

He hugged her in a joyful mood and kissed her heartily.

"Don't ask me if I'm tired anymore. This is a question of a man's ability, okay?"

"Got it." How dare she not know? This lesson was enough for her to remember for the rest of her life.

Ye Zimo was in a good mood. He pinched her face and threatened her, "From now on, just like now, be honest every day. If you make mistakes again, I'll make you feel bad."

He gazed proudly at his little prey for a while before pecking her lips lightly and softly saying, "Sleep a little longer if you're tired." Then he got up.

He had to take a shower, go to his mother's room, and then exercise. He was going to the group.

"Can I go back to my room and sleep?" She asked in a low voice. Now she really dared not provoke him.

"Go back."

As if she had been granted a pardon, she got up from her bed and quickly covered herself with a blanket to look at him.

He put on his slippers and went into the bathroom naked.

Only then did she put on her clothes without much strength. She got out of bed and went back to her room.

Xia Yihan lay on the bed and soon fell asleep again. Mo Xiaonong woke him up in the morning.

"Sis, get up. Aren't you going to wake brother mo up every morning for exercise? It's almost seven o' clock."

Xia Yihan opened his eyes and saw that it was daybreak. She got up, straightened her hair, went to the closet to pick out a high-necked dress and put it on, then rushed to find Ye Zimo.

In fact, her body was still very weak at this time, but she could not do what she should do because she was tired.

As soon as she left the house, she saw the wine coming towards her. "Yihan, why are you up so early? Mr. Ye said you might sleep late. He told me to keep an eye on you. When you wake up, I'll give you breakfast."

Wine walked up to her and saw that xia Yihan seemed very tired. He smiled and leaned over to her ear and asked, "Did Mr. Ye destroy you again last night?"

Xia Yihan's face turned pale again and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense."

"What am I talking about? If you weren't tired from being tortured, why would Mr. Ye say that you would stay up late?"

As soon as Wine finished speaking, she heard someone talking behind them, but it was Song Wanting.

"Younger sister Han, what are you talking about? What have you been up to?"

Wine didn't expect song wanting to come out either, so she stuck out her tongue at Yihan shyly. Xia Yihan gave her a reassuring look, and she was not afraid of Song Wanting herself. She would find other reasons if she didn't grasp this one when she was going to make things difficult for her anyway.

Song Wanting walked up to Xia Yihan, his eyes on the collar that reached her chin, and asked her slowly, "Younger sister Han, is this a hickey?"

Xia Yihan took a breath, looked at Song Wanting calmly and said respectfully, "Good morning, Miss Song. Are you going to have breakfast?"

Song Wanting chuckled, patted Xia Yihan on the shoulder and said, "Hey, look at you. You've changed the subject. What's so embarrassing about a kiss mark? That's how Zi Mo likes to leave marks on people."

Xia Yihan told herself in her heart that no matter what she said, she would not care. But whenever she thought of something so intimate, and Ye Zimo did it not only with her, but also with other women, she felt bad about it. It was impossible to say that she didn't care.

Wine saw that xia Yihan's face was a little pale, and he was very angry at Song Wanting's sarcasm.

She thought to herself that the crown prince did not love you at all and was always good to xia Yihan in front of you. Why can't you be sensible and cancel your engagement earlier? You're here every day, and you're taking the initiative to find it. Is it interesting?

Wine took a step forward and called out sweetly, "Miss Song!"

"Ah, it's Wine." Song Wanting promised.

"Miss Song, you have a good memory." Wine smiled even more, his big dimples looming.

"Hehe, that's right. Although you're just a servant, I've always treated my servants as people, so I remember your name very clearly."

Song Wanting always tried to win people over, but after careful observation, she found that Wine and Xia Yihan were very close, and she could not win them over even if she did.

Since she could not win over, she would not be polite to her. Song Wanting's words were a little heavy, and Wine's face was red with embarrassment. Xia Yihan was about to say Song Wanting for her, but Wine stopped him.

"Miss Song, you're mistaken. I said you had a good memory, not that you remembered my name."

"What's that?" Song Wanting put away his smile and asked with a little seriousness.

"Hehe, it's about the hickey. You said that Mr. Ye likes to leave marks on people. I'm afraid it's a long time ago. It's rare for you to remember clearly." Wine continued to smile as she looked at song wanting's exquisitely made-up face.

"You!" Song wanting's eyes widened in anger, while Wine said, "Miss Song, elegant, calm down. You've always been very elegant."

"All right, Wine, let's go have breakfast!" Xia Yihan held Wine's hand.

Although what Wine said calmed her down, she didn't want her to offend Song Wanting. She really did all sorts of dirty things to provoke that woman, so the little man had to stay away from her.

Song Wanting glared at them, then calmed down, followed them a few steps, looked at Wine's lovely and youthful face, as if he had discovered a new world, and smiled, "How did I find out that Wine is not only pretty, but also like a knife when I look at her mouth? The Ye family is so secretive. I'm surprised that Zi Mo didn't notice you. It seems that I need to remind him to let her take you in as well, so that you and younger sister Han will be closer."