[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Section 105

Xia Yihan looked at the little skirt that was no more eye-catching, flinched a little, and asked them in a low voice: "It's not good to wear it like this, this skirt is too short, and the color is so bright." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

She really didn't want Ye Zimo to feel as if she was happily going to sleep with him.

"Sister, you're too conservative, what's so short, it's almost up to your knees when you put it on. You don't see people showing their breasts and butts all over the street, you don't show anywhere, how good the package is. Mo Xiaonong said, showing Xia Yihan back and forth. In fact, in addition to being a little short and the neckline is a little low, this is still a relatively complete skirt, and what Xia Yihan is most entangled with is probably the color.

"Yihan, do you remember the day when you made biscuits for Mr. Ye, he ate them all so unpalatable, which shows that he wants to see your heart. Think about it, if you take a petal bath today and put on such a rose-like dress, your whole person is a heart. Don't you want him to be happy to see you?"

Her words made Xia Yihan recall the way Ye Zimo ate the cookies she made at that time, although he didn't seem to be very happy, in fact, she saw some emotion in his eyes.

She didn't want to see him laugh, and he laughed as gently as a spring breeze.

Xiaojun, you won't be upset if I do this, will you? If you are really his brother, he is also a relative that you will miss for a long time. I must not love him, but I can be nice to him, and you won't blame me for doing this, right?

When she was stunned, Jiujiu had already started to drag her out of the water and wipe her clean with a bath towel.

"Alright, I'll do it myself. Xia Yihan took the bath towel, wiped it and put it aside, and Mo Xiaonong gave her her underwear and underwear.

"This ......" Xia Yihan felt cold when he looked at the two small pieces.

Next, Jiujiu and Mo Xiaonong had a biscuit theory again, and the door was still urging, Xia Yihan had no choice, so he had to put it on.

She thought to herself that it would be best for Ye Zimo to ask her to go at that time, just to let her see the scenery and not let her take off her clothes, although she felt that this possibility was very small.

When Xia Yihan came out of the bathroom, the housekeeper and several security guards outside were already in a hurry.

But as she walked, a fresh fragrance made their restless hearts suddenly quiet a lot, and then looked at Xia Yihan, it was simply a walking rose, how to look at it and feel delicate.

"Hey, don't look around, be careful that I go to the prince to complain. Jiujiu warned, and several men hurriedly retracted their covetous gazes, and said honestly, "Miss Xia, please!"

Until he got in the car, Xia Yihan still felt that the clothes on his body were very inappropriate, but he didn't have a chance to change them, so he could only be at peace when he came.

The security guard who escorted her to the group hall negotiated with the front desk staff, and the front desk transferred the phone to Lin Ling, who consulted Ye Zimo before letting them go and let them take the elevator directly to the top floor.

The security guards didn't know why Xia Yihan came to the group to use so many people to escort them, but this was not their business, their duty itself was to follow orders.

Even if she entered the elevator, she was first entered by two people, standing in the innermost two corners, and after Xia Yihan entered, she finally got on two more, just protecting her in four directions.

Xia Yihan had never been surrounded by so many people, and she actually understood in her heart that Ye Zimo was afraid of any action on Yu Shanshan's side, so she specially explained that she wanted so many people to send her.

She herself has always been reluctant to toss others, but obviously this Young Master Ye has different ideas from her, as if she takes tossing people for granted.

On the top floor, four security guards escorted Xia Yihan to the door of Ye Zimo's office.

A security guard knocked on the door and reported, "Mr. Ye, Miss Xia has delivered." ”

"Tell her to come in, and you guys will wait at the elevator. Ye Zimo's cold voice came from inside, and the security guard said, "Yes, Mr. Ye!" Several people left in unison, leaving Xia Yihan alone at the door.

She suddenly felt nervous for no reason, and she didn't know if she was dressed like this, and what was waiting for her was his appreciation, his joy, or his indifference, his mockery.

Xia Yihan stirred his hands, took a deep breath, and twisted the door.

Ye Zimo was sitting on his wide leather office chair at this time, and in order to show that he was indifferent to her arrival, he lowered his head and looked at the documents in his hand very attentively.

His lack of attention made Xia Yihan breathe a sigh of relief.

"Shut the door!" Ye Zimo ordered her in a deep voice.

Xia Yihan turned around and closed the door, faced him again, and stood there quietly.

From the moment she entered the door, Ye Zimo smelled a faint fragrance, but it was not the aroma of the shower gel commonly used in her home, this fragrance came more naturally and made people more comfortable.

He put down the papers in his hand and slowly raised his head to look at the petite figure standing in the doorway.

Her dress made his eyes shine, what he hated most on weekdays was such a tender color, no matter who wore it, he couldn't help frowning when he saw it. Probably Lin Ling knew his preferences, so he put such a piece in Xia Yihan's clothes intentionally but without a trace.

No one would have thought that Ye Zimo's most hated color on Xia Yihan made him feel so good-looking.

Only then did he recognize that the scent emanating from her body was the smell of roses, could it be that she had bathed in the petals?

Would she be so attentive? He was not Mo Xiaojun.

"Come here!" There was no surprise in his voice that Xia Yihan expected, but he didn't seem to be as angry as he was in the morning.

Xia Yihan tried his best to be calm, slowly walked around his wide desk, and walked to his side.

As he got closer, the scent on her body became more and more obvious, and he felt that she was like a bewitching rose blooming beside him.

I have to say that in a short period of time, the woman who was developed by him has faded away from her youthfulness, and now she exudes the charm of maturity ♀.

Her tender little mouth was slightly open, an unconscious reaction, indicating that she was actually still a little nervous.

He stared at her little mouth fixedly, and he didn't kiss her, just looking at it like that, Xia Yihan became even more nervous, and his heart was pounding. As if expecting, as if afraid, wanting to avoid and wanting to be close, that complex emotion always haunted her, until he suddenly stretched out his arm and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Did you deliberately make it like this? Do you want me to enjoy it?" he circled her tightly and asked in a low voice in her ear, the warm breath made Xia Yihan's sensitive body tremble slightly.

She couldn't hear his emotions, whether she liked her like this or didn't like it, but at least he didn't get angry, which was enough to make her happy.

Thinking of the words that Mo Xiaonong and Jiujiu had repeatedly instilled in her ears, Xia Yihan decided to be more submissive so that he could be happier.

"Yes, I want to make you happy. Xia Yihan said in a low voice, just this whisper, Ye Zimo's heart suddenly tightened, and he pressed her little mouth like crazy.

His kiss was so arrogant and domineering that he didn't give her the slightest respite.

The fiery and lingering kiss sucked the oxygen in Xia Yihan's brain, and she was so dizzy that she had no strength, so she could only fall softly on his steely arm, letting him plunder wantonly.

He was almost biting her, making her lips ache slightly. She knew he was trying to vent his anger, so she stretched out her arms around his neck more submissively to meet him.

She prayed silently in her heart, hoping that his anger would end here, and that his mood would be sunny and beautiful every day from now on.

His lips left hers, and then his dark eyes looked at her eyes steadily, for a long time, and then kissed her already red lips fiercely, sucking hard, and allowing hard.

Such a lingering kiss seems to be a hypnotic medicine, Xia Yihan was kissed, and once again felt the spring blossoms, even though his expression was still so cold.

I don't know how long it took to kiss like this again, Ye Zimo stopped, and his breathing became short. His hands held Xia Yihan's delicate face, and his ink eyes looked at her for a moment.

"I can't wait to kiss you! so I can get the bastard surnamed Mo out of your head!" his voice was hoarse and full of hatred.

Xia Yihan saw the hatred in Ye Zimo's eyes, he actually hated Mo Xiaojun, she couldn't let him hate Mo Xiaojun.

Almost out of an instinctive reaction, Xia Yihan raised his voice and retorted very seriously: "You can't scold Mo Xiaojun!

Since appearing in Ye Zimo's sight, Xia Yihan has been quiet and hardly speaks loudly. She had only lost her temper once, and that was the time she stopped him from drinking.

This time he just said that the surname Mo was a bastard, her eyes were round, and such an excited appearance pierced his heart deeply.

Do you care so much?

I don't even remember the disguise of his gentleness.

Ye Zimo's face instantly seemed to freeze, her eyes flashed with a cold cold light, her fingers pinched her chin, a little hard, she was in pain, but she didn't regret what she said.

"Why can't I scold him?" his voice was as cold as ice. If she dared to say that Mo Xiaojun was his brother's ridiculous reason, he would tear her apart, because it was absolutely impossible!

"Because ...... "He could be your brother!"

Xia Yihan almost said this sentence a little bit, and in the end she swallowed it back sensibly, she couldn't say it, she must not say it.

If Mo Xiaojun was really Ye Zimo's younger brother, he had been looking for so long, but what he found was a deceased person, it would be too cruel for him, and she was reluctant for him to face such a situation.

If Mo Xiaojun was not Ye Zimo's younger brother, after investigation, a suspicious person like Ye Zimo would think that she was deliberately deceiving him, and would think that she deliberately said that in order to avenge Mo Xiaojun.

So no matter what the result is, she has to stick to this guess and never say it.

"Why, just because you love him, don't you allow others to say a bad word about him?" Ye Zimo asked through gritted teeth.

Xia Yihan wanted to shake his head, but his jaw couldn't move because it was fixed by him.

"No, not that, I don't want you to say that he is bad, it's because he passed away. The dead are great, please do not blaspheme his spirit in heaven. Saying this, Xia Yihan's eyes were full of tears, and he didn't know if it was painful or sad.

Tears glistened with tears in her watery eyes, and she looked pitiful, but at this time he would never be moved by her weak appearance again.

Ye Zimo's face became even more cold, and he suddenly pushed her to get up from his embrace.

"Okay, I respect the dead, then there is no need to respect the living. Take it off!"

In the end, Xia Yihan felt bitter in her heart, she didn't want to face such a scene, but she still had to face it again.

It was the top floor, the highest place in the city, but the floor-to-ceiling windows stood there with no curtains drawn, and even though she knew that no one could see her unless a helicopter flew through the window, she still felt that there was no sense of security in this way.

Already upsetting him, she had no other choice, her hand trembled and reached to the side of her skirt, she bit her lip and pulled the zipper to the end.

"Three seconds, before I can take it off, I will tear it directly. His voice was cold and unforgiving, like Satan from hell.

Xia Yihan wanted to turn his back and speed up his movements, but his eyes were clearly telling her that she was not allowed to dodge.

That's how he is, he embarrasses her when he's angry. She should have gotten used to it, but she still wasn't used to it. Every time he stared at her coldly like this, as if he was watching her jokes, it always made her heart ache slightly.

Today she wanted to coax him, she turned herself into a rose, but she just wanted him to smile, she took the initiative to admit that she wanted to make him happy, she took the initiative to put her arms around his neck.

She thought he would be in a good mood this way, but who knew that things would turn out like this again. She found that her heart seemed to hurt more than she had ever done before.

Is it that the more you love someone, the more you will hurt for him. Is it that the closer you get to a person, the more likely you are to fall in love with him. Why is it that he always tortures her, but she doesn't like him in a good way, knowing that he intends to make things difficult, she still has to be uncomfortable.

She bit her lip and held back her tears, and quickened her movements.

Soon, the fragrant rose was in full bloom before his eyes.

Ye Zimo stood up suddenly, with a wave of his arm, all the documents and pens on the desk fell to the ground.

Watching his movements, Xia Yihan couldn't help but be afraid, and then, he put one arm around her waist, picked her up, and put her on the cold desk a little roughly.

……

In this way, he seemed to want to completely remove the shadow of another man from her mind, not giving her a room to breathe, not allowing her to have the slightest rest.

It took a long, long time before it finally ended.

"Get dressed and go back!" his voice was still cold and emotionless.

She closed her eyes and slowed down for a while before she had the strength to prop up the table and slowly get up.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her at all, even if she fell back on the table because she was powerless, he just turned his back to her, his brows moved, but he restrained the urge to turn around and pick her up.

He quickly tidied up his clothes, walked a few steps to the floor-to-ceiling window, and stood next to the window.

The man who used to seem to be very close to her and gentle seemed to be very, very far away from her in an instant.

She felt sad and painful, but she could bear it, and looking at his tall body standing there, she always felt as if he was lonely.

Why is he so stubborn, he has to insist on her heart, like a child, people can't help but feel sorry for him.

Xia Yihan had long forgotten her discomfort and humiliation, she got off the desk with a trembling body and struggled to dress neatly.

I don't know where the courage came from, maybe she didn't want to see him so angry, she slowly walked behind him and put her arms around his waist.

"Don't be angry, okay? I want you to be happy. Her voice came into his ears weakly from behind him, Ye Zimo's body shook, and then his face became serious again.

He reached out and broke her hand, his tone still as cold as ice.

"Go back!"

His words seemed to build a wall around him, and she wanted to get closer to him, as if she couldn't get any closer. Xia Yihan has never been an active person, and being able to hug him and coax him when he is so cold to her is already the limit of what she can do.

When he drove her away again, her face was a little hot, and her pride was burning.

She bit her lip and turned her head, not having the courage to say anything more to comfort him.

Xia Yihan opened the door and left without looking back, and at the moment when the door was about to close, Ye Zimo really had an impulse to run over, hug her, and coax her well. But he stopped abruptly, and because of forbearance, his fist slammed into the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window in front of him.

Xia Yihan didn't know how she left the building with the security guards, and when she came to her senses, the car had already arrived at the Ye family's villa in the suburbs.

Only then did she know that the man who had just had a skin-to-skin relationship with her, he had also returned, and he had arrived before her.

At this time, it was already the beginning of the lanterns, and dinner was already going to be served in the Ye family's villa.

There were no guests today, so for dinner, Xia Yihan, Fang Lina and He Wen were all allowed to be at the big dining table in the main house.

Xia Yihan came back late, and after she came, Jiujiu came to urge her and asked her to go faster.

"Yihan, you are mentally prepared, I see that Madame's face seems to be very bad, I don't know if it is because of the rose matter to target you. It's all my fault, it's me who hurt you. Jiujiu followed her, and kept apologizing and repenting, Xia Yihan couldn't bear it, and comforted her again and again: "It's okay, you were originally for my good, don't blame yourself." Besides, if someone wants to deal with me, they will always find a reason, and if there are no roses, there may be jasmine. Since I have stayed here, I am also mentally prepared that the struggle will not stop. Don't worry, I can handle it. ”

"Okay, okay, I hope God willing, ah, the most important thing is that the prince must protect you. I thought you had something to do with him...... He will be happy, who knows that when he returns, his face seems to be even more ugly. Not to mention, why does his hand still seem to be injured? You're fighting?"

Xia Yihan suddenly remembered that when she left, she seemed to hear a muffled noise in his office, and she thought that he was angry and dropped something.

Isn't it?

"Is he badly hurt?" she whispered, her heart clenching for him.