Wealthy Favored Marriage 12

[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Section 79

Ye Zimo didn't look at her, so she turned her back, faced the door, took off the maid uniform on her body, and picked out a nightdress that was neither conservative nor revealing to put on. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It was a light apricot nightdress, with a slightly open neckline, but the chest was well wrapped.

Xia Yihan changed and walked in front of Ye Zimo. He raised his eyes and swept it, and said indifferently, "Take off your underwear." ā€

She bit her lip, then turned her back to unbutton her bra, picked off the straps, and pulled it out of the neckline of her nightdress.

"Put that thing down and turn around. ā€

Xia Yihan had no choice but to turn around and put his corset on the armrest of the sofa, and then stood in front of him.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and the autumn dusk was a little cold, and she only wore this nightgown as thin as a cicada, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Xia Yihan felt very ashamed and embarrassed, but Ye Zimo didn't miss the scenery and deliberately looked at her.

"Hmm. He snorted and commanded without much warmth, "Next, this one is too conservative." ā€

"Yes, Mr. Ye. Xia Yihan agreed and went to the pajamas pile again, and picked out a more revealing one, a peach-colored sexy underwear.

After putting it on, she walked in front of Ye Zimo again, and even she felt that this kind of pajamas looked like people dancing on beautiful things, vulgar and gorgeous.

She just didn't know that other people might not look good in pajamas like this. But her temperament looks very ethereal when she wears such a dress.

A raise of a hand, a throw of a foot, a thousand kinds of style. The wind blowing through the window stirred the gauzy pajamas, and her most beautiful scenery loomed.

Standing in front of him like this, showing herself, Xia Yihan was already much calmer, but she was still very cramped in her heart, and her face was flushed unconsciously.

"Come here!" he commanded, and she took a step closer to him.

"One more piece, this one is too cheesy. ā€

In fact, only two or three of the pajamas Lin Ling picked out were not vulgar, and the others seemed to be special for dancing.

Xia Yihan guessed that Lin Ling did this on purpose, and the woman's intuition told her that Lin Ling didn't like to help her buy clothes, and she probably liked Ye Zimo too.

After reading all the pajamas and nightdresses, Xia Yihan finally chose a black silky one.

It's almost a sexy nightdress, put it on, expose more places, and cover less places.

After she got dressed, she walked in front of Ye Zimo, and he looked at her like a commodity, looking up and down. There wasn't much ** in his eyes, just a cold look.

This time she was very conscious, and she didn't ask Ye Zimo for an order, so she walked to the place where he could reach out and stood quietly.

His big hand covered her unceremoniously, and Xia Yihan felt very cramped and uneasy about his own sensitivity, but he couldn't show resistance. Occasionally, her body tensed up, and she told herself in her heart to relax.

His eyes were always staring coldly at her cramped little face, without the slightest emotion.

He pulled his finger away, and with a pull of his hand, she fell into his arms, and then there was a tearing sound, and her nightdress shattered.

"Do you know why I asked Lin Ling to buy you clothes this time?" His voice was cold, as condescending as an emperor.

"I see. ā€

These clothes were not for her, they were for him to tear and play. The place she was facing was the dressing mirror. In the mirror, she saw how embarrassed she was trembling under his hands.

His humiliation made her feel guilty about him disappear without a trace in an instant.

She didn't dare to look any further, and closed her eyes tightly.

"Open your eyes and see. He commanded coldly, and she bit her lip and opened her eyes again.

The woman in the mirror blushed, such a picture may not be forgotten in her life, she doesn't need him to say anything, she also understands, he just let her know that she is a plaything.

"Does that feel good?" he asked her, raising an eyebrow.

In his Ye Zimo's world, there will always be such a clear distinction between rewards and punishments.

She challenged his bottom line and trampled on his self-esteem, so these are all things she deserves.

Xia Yihan smiled bitterly and said, "If you want me to feel good, I think it's good, very good." If what you want me to feel is pain, then you are also successful, I feel pain, humiliation. ā€

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After the punishment ended, Ye Zimo's face was still indifferent.

"Get dressed and get out!"

Xia Yihan's legs trembled, got out of bed, put on her underwear, and put on her maid uniform.

"Carry all of this to your room and put it away, and I'll walk through to see me whenever I need it. ā€

"Yes, Mr. Ye. These four words are very light, but there is a kind of hatred.

She may have done something wrong and should not refuse his kindness, but she has now realized that in front of him, she just wants to accept it forever.

No matter what he asked her to do, she had to accept it calmly.

Xia Yihan picked up those pajamas and walked to the door with difficulty, during which the slippery pajamas always fell down.

She squatted down again and again, picked up, and it was only a short distance, and she walked for a long time.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her at all, as if she didn't exist.

He went straight to the bathroom in his room and took a shower.

Xia Yihan finally returned to her blue guest room, locked the door, and put her pajamas on the side of the bed, but she really didn't have the strength to hang them back, so she lay down on the bed.

The body doesn't seem to belong to her anymore, but the mind is still active, even more active than usual. Even though she didn't want to remember how she had been humiliated at his hands, those images kept drilling into her mind.

What kind of person is this, just a few hours can make her fall from heaven to hell.

She still remembered that in the morning he asked Song Wanting to apologize to her and kneel for her. He also ordered breakfast to be brought to her so that she could rest in his big bed.

When Yu Shanshan came, he also thoughtfully hugged her and asked her to beat Yu Shanshan out of anger.

It seems that the morning and afternoon are two completely different leaves of ink. One warms her and her heart moves, and the other makes her hate it to the core, and she can't wait to never look at him again.

This is probably his skill, no wonder he can easily control his woman. Song Wanting was probably treated like this by him, when he was happy, he rewarded some favors, and when he was unhappy, he punished him to death.

Does he want to control women's minds so that they can't escape the web he has wore?

Whether it's love or hate, maybe no woman can remain indifferent in front of him, because what he gives you is intense, black and white, with no in-between.

Xia Yihan closed his eyes, always thinking about forgetting him, and always thinking about every contact with him.

She didn't know how long it had been before she heard the sound of the door locking being twisted.

"Sister, are you in there?" It turned out that Mo Xiaonong came back from class.

Xia Yihan propped up the bed and got up from the bed, opened the door for her, and went back to the bed to sit down. After Mo Xiaonong came in, he crackled and said to her: "Sister, Brother Zimo sent me a car today, it's a Bentley car." You don't even know how majestic I am to go to school, and those classmates are stunned...... Why are there so many pajamas on this bed?"

Mo Xiaonong casually grabbed two pajamas and looked at them, the tags were still on them, and the prices were staggering.

She loves to research all kinds of brands and knows how good these pajamas are. After touching it carefully, the texture is much better than ordinary pajamas, and it is comfortable to touch.

"Sister, this can't be for me, is it?" she asked tentatively.

"It's not. ā€

"Who is that for, yours? Oh, how did this piece break, such a good thing, who tore it apart. ā€

Xia Yihan didn't speak, and kept looking at her coldly.

Mo Xiaonong studied those pajamas intently, and he didn't notice anything wrong with Xia Yihan's eyes at all.

"Yu Shanshan was called by you, right? You saw the agreement of my handbag, right?" Xia Yihan's question made Mo Xiaonong's expression stiffen, and the pajamas in his hand slid down, and he didn't need to answer This has already given Xia Yihan the answer.

She was so tired that she didn't want to criticize her anymore and educate her, and she only felt a kind of utter disappointment.

"What are you talking about, sister, what kind of agreement? I don't know. And Yu Shanshan, is she here? She didn't embarrass you, right?" Mo Xiaonong put down the pajamas in his hand, as if he cared about Xia Yihan very much, and looked her up and down.

"Don't pretend to care about me, Mo Xiaonong, you can do this to Brother Xiaojun, I don't dare to expect you to have any feelings for me. I don't care if you stay here, but you don't have to talk to me from now on, as if you don't know me. I'll go and tell Mr. Ye that I don't want to live with you. ā€

Now Mo Xiaonong was anxious, she looked at Xia Yihan incredulously, and said aggrievedly: "Sister, you won't be so ruthless." It's really not me this time, why are you wronging me so much, do you have evidence to prove that I called Yu Shanshan? She knows that you are here, and you have a grudge against her, is it not normal for her to come to you?"

Xia Yihan didn't speak, and Mo Xiaonong begged her angrily: "Sister, don't be like this, I know that you and Brother Xiaojun are good to me." It's not that I don't feel the passing of him, and I'm going to be sad. Every time I think of Brother Xiaojun, I feel very uncomfortable. There are also a few times when I dreamed of him, and I dreamed that the three of us played together when we were children. Do you remember the time when you said that the small fruits on the embankment in the suburbs were delicious, and asked Brother Xiaojun to pick a few for me, but Brother Xiaojun fell off the embankment. I was scared to cry, and so were you. Do you remember?"

How could Xia Yihan not remember, most of the memories of Mo Xiaojun when he was a child were also related to Mo Xiaonong.

Thinking of the scene of picking fruits, tears rolled in Xia Yihan's eyes again. After Mo Xiaonong said this, his eyes were also red.

"Sister, I don't have Brother Xiaojun anymore, don't you ignore me and don't want me?" Mo Xiaonong asked her pitifully, and her voice was a little choked when she spoke again.

"I know I'm not good, I'm willful, and my parents and I also accepted Yu Shanshan's compensation. But I don't want to do that, I just don't think I can fight her. Besides, she should have lost money, and what she owes to our family is definitely not something that can be done by losing some money. Now that you have Brother Zimo like you, this is a good opportunity. We can find Yu Shanshan for revenge, you said that when you are like this, how can I still eat inside and out? I won't sister, I also dream of avenging Brother Xiaojun!"

What Mo Xiaonong said was sincere, Xia Yihan watched her grow up since she was a child, and she always felt that she was willful, and she was not too bad.

She still sighed and said, "Forget it, Xiao Nong, then you can stay here honestly." But I don't like you to stay here for too long, Song Wanting is not an ordinary woman, she wants to embarrass me and design to harm me. You're my sister, and she's being nice to you right now, using you. When you have no use value, she will kick it away, and not only that, you may be miserable by her. ā€

Mo Xiaonong nodded desperately and obediently agreed to her words.

"I know, sister, no matter how close she is to me, I will never forget that you are my sister, she is just an outsider. But you have always taught me to be polite to people, no matter what, she is still good to me on the surface, and I shouldn't be too indifferent to people, right? Sister, I know that you are the best for me, you see from childhood to adulthood, what delicious food do you not leave for me, what beautiful clothes do you not give me. I remember one time Brother Xiaojun made a little money for someone else and bought you a dress. I looked at the dress and liked it so much. I want to, you went and changed it to a small size for me. ā€

Xia Yihan also remembered that incident, that is, Mo Xiaojun felt that she really didn't have good-looking clothes, and he was reluctant to buy clothes, so he specially bought them for her. As a result, she couldn't bear Mo Xiaonong's pleading, so she still gave her the skirt.

Mo Xiaojun scolded her for being too stupid at that time, saying that Xiao Nong's skirts were piled up in a mountain, and you didn't have any of them, and you gave her back, she should have given you a part of it.

Mo Xiaonong can still remember the events at that time, and said that Xia Yihan was good to her, Xia Yihan was relieved.

With tears in her eyes, she patted her shoulder and said gently, "It's good that you know, my sister really doesn't want to see you suffer and regret it later." ā€

"It's still my sister who is the best. Mo Xiaonong let out a coquettish sigh and hugged Xia Yihan tightly.

This is her secret weapon from childhood to adulthood, as long as she is coquettish, there is no such thing as Xia Yihan not agreeing to her.

Letting go of Xia Yihan, Mo Xiaonong asked again: "Sister, you haven't said it yet, whose pajamas are these, why are there so many pajamas?"

"Mr. Ye sent someone to buy it. Xia Yihan told the truth.

"Wow, that's so much. Hey, why are there two extra wardrobes in the room, don't tell me that there are pajamas in them. As if he had discovered a new world, Mo Xiaonong walked to the closet in a few steps, opened it and looked at it, and was stunned.

"Wow, sister, these are also bought for you by Brother Zimo?"

"Hmm. Xia Yihan agreed softly.

"Oh my God, do you know how much these clothes cost? It's incredible, it's incredible, sister, he's so nice to you!"

Mo Xiaonong said, looking at them one by one patiently.

She has always been very keen on things like clothes and shoes, and Xia Yihan is not surprised, after all, Jiujiu is also so exaggerated when he sees these things.

Her physical strength also recovered, she stopped chatting with Mo Xiaonong, lowered her head and picked up the pajamas on the bed, and put them back in their original positions in the closet one by one.

She is busy in this wardrobe, and Mo Xiaonong is busy in the other. Even her underwear, underwear and shoes were turned out by Mo Xiaonong and spread on the ground.

Mo Xiaonong really felt that it was too much waste to give these things to Xia Yihan, Xia Yihan never understood the brand's affairs. Although she is only 23 years old, Mo Xiaonong thinks she is like an 83-year-old woman. What should be diligent and thrifty, what should be a low-key person, anyway, she especially hates Xia Yihan's theory.

"Sister, do you know what brand these shoes are?"

Xia Yihan didn't look at it, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know." ā€

She really didn't care about that, and her ideas were sometimes old-fashioned, probably because she was an orphan.

She wants to buy beautiful clothes, which is not eligible. In the Mo family, even when eating, she was cautious and specially picked vegetables and radishes to eat. When Xiaojun was a child, he would sometimes call her, Little Rabbit. In fact, this ridiculous title is the pain shared by her and Mo Xiaojun, they don't want to eat meat, they don't dare to eat meat.

Xia Yihan remembered that once she was greedy for a little braised beef, and her adoptive mother said: "Look, Xiao Nong likes to eat so much, you have to leave it to her, when she is growing her body." ā€

She remembered that year, Xiao Nong was 3 years old and she was 6 years old.

It was after that time that she remembered it and paid special attention to everything. Sometimes when it comes to the Chinese New Year, my adoptive father really can't help it, saying that he wants to buy her a dress or something, but she sensibly refuses.

However, Mo Xiaonong's mother didn't want people to say that they were not good to their children, especially since Xia Yihan was also surnamed Xia, and everyone knew that she was not her biological child.

When she encounters cheap clothes, she will still buy a few pieces for Xia Yihan, and she doesn't pay attention to quality or style.

"I knew you didn't know, alas, what a terrible thing. While Mo Xiaonong sighed, he put his foot into the shoes, the size was just right.

Xia Yihan followed behind her, picked up all the things she had turned over and spread on the ground, and put them back in their original places.

She didn't blame her, she was used to following her ass to clean up the mess.

"Sister, you see that I look good in these shoes, right?" Mo Xiaonong stood up after dressing and raised his feet to show her.

"Good looking. She habitually said, continuing to put her head down and pack her things.

Mo Xiaonong turned out a dress in the closet, which should have been deliberately matched with this pair of shoes by the person who bought it.

She picked up her skirt and put it on the bed, then took off all the clothes on her body and put it on.

After changing it, he walked up to Xia Yihan again, turned around, and asked her: "Sister, you see that I am wearing this skirt just right, can I give it to me?" If I go to class tomorrow and wear such a set of equipment, my classmates will be shocked to the ground. ā€

At this time, Xia Yihan had already cleaned up the mess that had been turned over by Mo Xiaonong, and she glanced at Mo Xiaonong's skirt.

Mo Xiaonong has a good figure and fair skin, and he is really good in this tender green skirt.

"Nice, Xiao Nong. She smiled and nodded.

Today, Xiao Nong's affectionate confession made Xia Yihan change her mind a lot, and she also restored her previous attitude towards her.

"Sister, even you said it was good-looking, so it's decided, I'll wear it to school tomorrow. ā€

"No, Xiao Nong, you can't wear it out, let alone wear it to school, you can't even wear it out of this door. ā€

"Sister, why?" Mo Xiaonong was a little unhappy, she asked for her consent and was not mentally prepared for her not to agree. How can there be something she likes, Xia Yihan won't let it be given to her.

"This is a gift from Mr. Ye, not mine. If you wear it out and he sees it, he will think I don't like it and pass it on to you, and he will be unhappy. ā€