[Chapter 1: Entering a Wealthy Family]

Section 22

He has so many servants, and there seem to be many women, how can he be so thoughtful about a little servant?

Xia Yihan, maybe everything is just a coincidence, maybe he is thinking of something else, such as making you kick higher and fall worse. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Anyway, there is a reason why this person does everything.

"Miss Xia, please get in the car!" Hai Zhixuan's driver said politely.

"Thank you!" Xia Yihan got into the car after thanking him, and when the car drove away from Ye Mansion, Ye Zimo pursed his lips and didn't say a word, no one knew what he was thinking.

Since he was going to buy clothes, he should have gone to the mall, Xia Yihan didn't expect that the car didn't drive to the city center, but to a more remote place.

Xia Yihan wanted to ask the driver, but saw that the car had stopped on the side of the road, and the driver said respectfully: "Miss Xia, Mr. Hai is waiting for you at the top of the mountain." ”

She looked to the side and saw that there was indeed a hill here, but the mountain was not high and had not been carved out as a scenic area.

From below, you can vaguely see that there is a person dressed in bright yellow clothes on the top of the mountain, it should be Hai Zhixuan, right?

After all, it was a wilderness, and Xia Yihan was still a little afraid.

As if to see her concerns, the driver added: "Mr. Hai said that this is a suitable place to worship." ”

Xia Yihan's face was obviously stunned, and then he sincerely thanked the driver and climbed up the mountain with difficulty in high heels.

The heel was too high, and the climb was very difficult, and when she almost fell, a pair of large hands grabbed her slender wrists.

"Be careful!"

Hai Zhixuan firmly grasped her wrist and asked her to borrow his power to go up the mountain.

His approach was a little warm, and it didn't make her feel covetous at all, which was natural.

When he arrived at the top of the mountain, Xia Yihan saw that there was a vacant lot above, and a bunch of chrysanthemums was placed in the middle of the clearing.

She looked at Hai Zhixuan puzzled, and he said indifferently: "I remember you told me that your boyfriend passed away on the last day of July last year, I remember correctly, right?"

Tears flashed in Xia Yihan's eyes, and she told Xiaojun that she wouldn't cry, so she turned around a few times and swallowed it back.

"Thank you, Mr. Hai, I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly. ”

Hai Zhixuan himself couldn't explain why he remembered her so clearly, and he took a lot of trouble to bring her out despite Ye Zimo's objections.

Is it just because the future requires it?

"I sympathize with your plight," Hai Zhixuan said an official sentence before changing the subject.

"I don't know where he is buried, so I took it upon myself to bring you here. If you want to go to his grave to pay your respects, I'll go with you. ”

Xia Yihan really wanted to go to the tomb to see Mo Xiaojun, she felt that she missed him too much, even if she couldn't see the real person, she could have the strength to move forward when she saw his tombstone.

But why was she embarrassed to trouble Hai Zhixuan?

"No, that's fine. If he was still in the Ye family today, he might not even have time to think about him. She smiled sadly, although she said that she refused, Hai Zhixuan completely understood what she meant.

"Linjiang City is not far away, I will definitely be able to rush back before five o'clock, let's go, don't delay time." ”

Saying that, he didn't wait for Xia Yihan to object, he picked up the chrysanthemum on the ground with one hand, and pulled Xia Yihan's wrist down the mountain with the other.

Because he felt his sincerity, Xia Yihan didn't say much kind words.

The driver drove and occasionally asked Xia Yihan to point the way.

She and Hai Zhixuan sat in the back seat, whispering a few words from time to time.

He had long noticed Xia Yihan's dress, the color and style of the clothes were very fresh, and she looked more pure and noble today.

"This is specially prepared for you by Ye Zimo, right? It's beautiful, it's very suitable for you!" he said with a light smile.

Xia Yihan responded with a smile, not saying yes, nor saying no.

"This kid still loves face so much. ”

Hai Zhixuan's words seemed to explain the reason why Ye Zimo did this, the housekeeper said in the morning that she was a member of the Ye family, don't embarrass the Ye family when she goes out.

"What's the matter with the injury on your wrist?" Hai Zhixuan asked again.

He saw her injuries in the club yesterday, but it was inconvenient to ask her. The wound was too deep to look like an accident, more like a suicide by slitting your wrists.

When he looked at her wound, Xia Yihan also subconsciously looked at it.

"Don't tell me, you can't hold on, you want to kill yourself, I don't think you're such a fragile person. ”

"It's not. Xia Yihan shook his head lightly and said, "Don't ask, okay?" I thank you very much, but I don't want to talk about what happened in the Ye family. ”

"Okay, then I won't ask, when do you need to talk to someone, I'll be willing to listen at any time. Hai Zhixuan said gently.

After the drive, Hai Zhixuan didn't take the initiative to speak again, and Xia Yihan didn't know what to say.

After a long time, she whispered to him, "Are you angry?"

Such a little woman's question warmed Hai Zhixuan's heart, and he couldn't help but look at her dotingly, and said with a light smile: "I'm not as angry as the one surnamed Ye." ”

Xia Yihan didn't know if it was because he missed Mo Xiaojun too much, he looked at her like this, which always made her feel that he cared about her as much as Xiaojun.

Her eyes flashed with trust, joy, and then a deep loneliness.

Hai Zhixuan felt that maybe there would never be a woman in the world who could have as rich emotions as her, but so depressed, and at the same time, he sighed and was happy for her fleeting trust.

"Yihan, treat me as your friend, don't you always refuse people for thousands of miles, aren't you tired?" Hai Zhixuan looked at her sincerely and asked.

Xia Yihan knew that he had good intentions, but since Mo Xiaojun passed away, she seemed to close herself off.

She didn't want to have friends, whether they were men or women, and she went back to the world she used to be very self, and although she was tired, she didn't want to come out.

Hai Zhixuan didn't seem to be in a hurry, she didn't speak, he filled the awkward atmosphere.

"It's okay, I'll treat you as a friend first, when you want to be my friend, just tell me. ”

"Hmm!" Xia Yihan nodded heavily, and at the same time said very softly: "I'm sorry." ”

"I can understand that you haven't recovered from the grief of losing him. ”

Hai Zhixuan's words seemed to be able to enter Xia Yihan's heart, making her feel that he was indeed an empathetic and good person.

In fact, the more cold she is and rejects everyone, the more Hai Zhixuan admires her.

In such an impetuous society, who else would pay so much for a deceased person, and if she was replaced by a woman, would she have already married a new love?

At the same time, he was very envious of Mo Xiaojun, and felt that there was such a woman who loved him deeply, even if he died, he would be happy.