[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Section 18

Xia Yihan held Jiujiu's hand, smiled and persuaded her: "It's okay, it looks scary, the wound is actually very shallow, and it will be fine soon." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Yihan!"

"Where is your place to speak, and you can't stand still!" said the butler as he walked over to the wine.

"Let's go!" Xia Yihan said softly.

"Yihan, go wash your hands, don't let Mr. Ye wait for a long time. ”

The housekeeper was very polite to Xia Yihan in front of Ye Zimo, and the injury on her wrist relieved him a lot, but if she died on this, he would be even happier.

She was injured so badly that the prince didn't even let her bandage it, which shows that she may not be very important in his heart.

In any case, he will not step on the thunder again, and be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years.

"Yes!" Xia Yihan returned to her and Zhao Tianai's room, gritted her teeth at the faucet and endured to clean the wound, but fortunately, there was no bleeding.

She had no other clothes to change, and just as her uniform was out, she changed into a well-fitting uniform skirt and returned to the hall.

Ye Zimo was reading the newspaper again, and waited for the housekeeper to say respectfully: "Mr. Ye, Xia Yihan is already here." He looked up indifferently and said, "Go!"

The butler ordered the driver to take place, and a blue Bentley slid silently over and stopped at the door of the main house.

Xia Yihan didn't know where Ye Zimo was taking her, and she didn't have the right to ask, she just lowered her head and followed him.

Fang Lina, Zhao Tianai and Sun Mengmeng just took a breath, and they began to be jealous that she had the opportunity to go out with the prince.

Isn't there more space in the car, isn't that more of an opportunity to get close?

Damn, she's always so lucky.

The housekeeper bent over and opened the car door for Ye Zimo, and he sat down elegantly.

"Mr. Ye, are you asking Yihan to sit here?" the housekeeper asked.

Ye Zimo didn't speak, that was a tacit acquiescence, the housekeeper glanced at Xia Yihan and asked her to get in the car.

The housekeeper arranged for a security guard to sit in the co-pilot to protect Ye Zimo's safety, he closed the car door, and the car drove away from Ye's house.

The car was unusually quiet, and Xia Yihan was also used to being quiet.

Ye Zimo's tall body took up a lot of space, and she folded her legs, trying to get as close to the car door as possible, but her body was not next to him.

She actually went out, I really hope she can come and go freely in and out of the Ye Mansion.

Tomorrow is Xiaojun's death day, and she wants to ask the surnamed Ye for a day off to avoid him, but unfortunately he will not approve it.

Ye Zimo closed his eyes and leaned idly on the back seat, as if Xia Yihan didn't exist at all.

However, the driver and security guard in front took advantage of his closed eyes to recuperate, and looked at Xia Yihan in the rearview mirror from time to time. With such a beautiful little face, if you don't look at it secretly, you are not a man.

The two were glad that Ye Zimo had fallen asleep and could look at it twice, when they suddenly heard him say very lightly: "You two, don't you want to do it?"

When he said this, he still closed his eyes, and his voice alone contained the deterrent power of the king, not to mention the two parties who were said, even Xia Yihan next to him heard his words, and his heart sank.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!" the driver and security guard said in unison.

He didn't say anything more, and they didn't dare to look at Xia Yihan anymore, but they were strange in their hearts, there were also many beautiful women sitting in the back seat of his car, and it was not the first time they had secretly looked at it, why was the prince so stingy this time?

The Bentley car drove into the underground parking lot of the Emgrand Building, and the security guard helped Ye Zimo open the car door, and Xia Yihan also got out of the car behind him.

There is a dedicated VIP access in the car park, which leads directly to the top floor of the 48-storey Emgrand Tower.

The Emgrand Building is the tallest building in Dongjiang Province, and the Emgrand Clubhouse on the top floor is the most luxurious clubhouse in the entire Dongjiang Province.

The entire Emgrand Building is just a small industry under Ye Zimo's name, and only insiders know that the club is a leisure place for many celebrities and dignitaries in the political and business circles.

The annual membership fee is staggeringly high, and it is not enough to get in with money, and those who have no status are not allowed to enter.

The service staff of the club are well-trained, as soon as Ye Zimo appeared, everyone quickly lined up, and the whole processing process was unorganized and silent, and then a uniform greeting sounded: "Hello Mr. Ye!"

The sound is sweet, the size is good, and it is very pleasant to listen to.

Xia Yihan thought that their greeting standards were already very high, but he didn't expect that compared with here, it can only be said that it is a small thing.

Ye Zimo was still expressionless, and when the service staff respectfully took him and Xia Yihan to the door of a very ancient carved wood, he bent down and whispered: "Mr. Ye, please come in! Mr. Hai and Miss Song have arrived!"

Xia Yihan didn't know why Ye Zimo brought her at this time, but if she came, she would be safe, and just do what he asked.

The waiter knocked lightly on the door, and after hearing Hai Zhixuan's calm words: "Please come in!" before gently opening the door and inviting Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan in.

As soon as the two entered the door, the figure of Ping Ting, who was wearing an apricot-colored dress, had already walked briskly in front of them.

I only heard a gentle greeting ringing in my ears: "Zimo, are you here!"

Xia Yihan looked up and saw a very delicate face, with round apricot eyes lively and cunning.

Song Wanting also glanced at Xia Yihan and saw that she was wearing an ordinary skirt with almost no decorations, and her straight black hair was casually tucked behind her ears.

Her face is completely plain, but her delicate beauty takes her breath away.

Xia Yihan nodded and smiled at her very politely, because he didn't know what to call and didn't dare to speak to the other party casually, so he only smiled silently.

"Zimo, which daughter's daughter is this?" Song Wanting stepped forward and hugged Ye Zimo's arm, and asked softly, the taste in her eyes flashed.

Song Wanting's father was the vice chairman of the Dongjiang Provincial Party Committee, and her father often warned her that men, especially powerful men, could not have only one woman in their lives.

A dragon among people like Ye Zimo, she doesn't want to occupy it alone, if she wants to become his wife one day, she must be tolerant.

"A servant!" Ye Zimo didn't seem to want to say more, but he didn't wave her arm away, and let her walk towards Hai Zhixuan with her arms around her.

Hai Zhixuan had already seen Xia Yihan behind Ye Zimo, as if he hadn't seen it, he stood up and only greeted Ye Zimo.

"Coming?"

"Hmm!" Ye Zimo snorted lightly and sat down at the quaint table.

"Zimo, the maid also has a name, right? If you don't say it, I don't even know how to greet people. Song Wanting didn't sit down, but stood beside him obediently and spoke softly.

"Do you think I'll remember the maid's name?" Ye Zimo curled the corners of his mouth mockingly.

Song Wanting curled her lips and smiled: "Of course you will, your memory is so good, what else can't you remember?"

Her flattery seemed to be just right, Ye Zimo rarely showed a smile, and said lightly: "Her name is Xia Yihan."