Chapter 82

He was just looking at her delicate little face and studying why he wanted to spoil her.

Not long ago, she cried heartbroken for another man. When she saw the man's enemy, she wanted to kill someone else. Also for that man, she doesn't eat at noon.

He specially sent someone to deliver food to her and told her to finish it.

When you think about it like this, he is really mean. For a long time, he has countless women, and he will try his best to treat them well, that is, Lin Xiaoran, and Xia Yihan.

He and Lin Xiaoran were young and frivolous. They were in love at the beginning. They were about 20 years old. They had no clear sense of identification. They could barely say that they were in love with each other.

Now it's wrong to make the same mistake and trample on your own mind.

She saw desolation in his eyes. Although it flashed by, she was very sensitive to such emotion because she had seen this kind of expression in Mo Xiaojun's eyes.

"I didn't do it well. I shouldn't refuse your kindness. Don't be angry, will you?" She said again.

Xia Yihan was a stubborn person and would not easily apologize. But this man, he is not an ordinary person, he is the person she can't help admiring. She always told herself that her obedience to him was for Mo Xiaojun. In fact, now to apologize to him, whether she is for Mo Xiaojun or she doesn't want to see him angry, even she can't tell.

Seeing that his brows were slightly wrinkled together, she suddenly remembered that he couldn't help smiling after he had finished talking in the morning.

She is eager to see him smile, do not want to see him angry.

This woman was so polite to him at the beginning, and she changed so quickly. He came to comfort him, but he was afraid that he would be really angry and would not do Mo Xiaojun's business for her.

After all, all her emotional changes are for that man!

"Do you know why I asked Lin Ling to buy clothes for you?" He asked in an ordinary tone, not as angry as he was.

Xia Yihan gently shook his head, she dare not easily guess his mind, even if she has a guess in her heart, she is not easy to say.

He has a high self-esteem. If what she said offends him, he might be more angry.

"Guess what?" He asked softly.

"I can't guess."

"You must guess. You can't miss it. Just tell me what you think."

Well, Xia Yihan looked at his eyes quietly and said in a low voice, "because you tore my clothes, I have no clothes to wear, so you asked people to buy clothes for me. You are a generous person, so you bought a lot. Really, I'm glad to see those clothes. There's no woman who doesn't like clothes. I just didn't get used to dressing too well, so I refused. But as long as you like and want me to wear it, I'll wear it. What do you say? "

Her eyes are cautious, careful, and flattering.

It's really good. I got used to being a mistress in only one or two days. I'm so obedient to him.

But he just didn't want to see her like this. He hated camouflage. Like is like, don't like is don't like. In his opinion, it is hypocritical to say that he likes it at first and then changes it now.

And he felt that she did not tell the truth, she must have found that he doted on her, women often feel proud and proud of this kind of doting.

She would be like that too. Maybe she was complacent and thought she had conquered him.

Suddenly he reached out and squeezed her chin tightly, his head lowered, and his eyes were a little closer to hers.

"You think I like you when I give you clothes."

"No Realizing that he is protecting himself, Xia Yihan shakes his head.

"I don't think so, Mr. Ye. I know you're kind to me, just because I'm your woman and you're kind enough to take care of me. But I have self-knowledge of who I am, and I won't speculate. And if you are such an outstanding person, even if you want to love, you will also love a lady from a big family. If you love a woman who is close to perfection, how can you like a person who is good for nothing like me? "

Ye Zimo let go of her chin and said coldly, "it seems that you are still sober. You should always keep this kind of soberness and self-knowledge."

Xia Yihan's heart has a trace of coolness across, in fact, she never need him to remind, her heart is clear. Only occasionally he is too good to her, she will have the illusion that he really cares about her.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, I will. I know who I am and what I should do. " She said low, with a bitter smile on her lips.

"Yes? Then tell me, who are you, who are I, and what should I do? " Ye Zimo picked pick eyebrow, deliberately embarrassed to ask her a sentence.

She bit her lip a little, just a little bit, then let it go, and looked at him calmly.

"I'm the woman you exchanged for, your... Mistress, and I'm your maid. Here, you say that I will do whatever you want me to do. Whether it's coolie or going to bed, it's my duty. "

"Mistress?" Ye Zimo curved his lips sarcastically.

"Are you flattering yourself? In my heart, you are just my plaything. " His words were light and there seemed to be no emotion.

Xia Yihan is stabbed by these two words, the heart inexplicable pain.

She tried to persuade herself to be calm. Maybe he just said it to embarrass her because of his pride.

He noticed a flash of humiliation in her eyes, which made his inner fire subside.

However, in order to eliminate the arrogance of this woman, he did not intend to let her go easily.

"Go and take all the pajamas Lin Ling bought for you to this room." He said.

Xia Yihan doesn't know what he wants to do, but she has said that her duty is to do things according to his requirements.

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

She said, turned out, the door wine has been anxiously waiting.

She guessed Xia Yihan's meaning a little. She probably went to tell Mr. Ye that she didn't want those clothes. If she said that, Mr. ye would be angry. Who did Mr. ye love so much? If you dote on her and treat her well, if she doesn't appreciate it, Mr. Ye will be sad.

Hearing that there was no loud quarrel in the door, her tense nerves relaxed a little.

The door finally opened, Xia Yihan came out from inside, and the wine rushed to meet her and asked her in a low voice: "Yihan, don't you go to tell Mr. Ye that you don't want those clothes? It must be! I know you don't want that, but Mr. Ye is sincere for you. It hurts him to say that

In fact, Xia Yihan also has some regrets at the moment. She really doesn't want to put the big deal there. At that time, she forgot how rich Ye Zimo was and thought it was too extravagant and wasteful.

If she thought about it a little more and thought that he would be angry, she shouldn't have said it.

Looking at the anxious eyes of wine, Xia Yihan thinks that she and Liu Xiaojiao are her real friends in this house and will think about her.

"It's all right, wine. He's not angry." She patted her hand and comforted.

"He asked me to take those pajamas to his room."

"What are you doing?" Wine asked.

"I don't know."

"Yes, I'll take it with you."

As like as two peas, Ye Zimo called out Lin Ling's mobile phone and ordered him to buy a copy of everything he bought today.

Lin Ling was stunned at the end of the phone, and then said respectfully, "yes, Mr. Ye. Is the size the same? "

"Size... All sizes up."

"I see, Mr. Ye. When would you like it, please?"

"Deliver it as soon as you buy it."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Lin Ling pressed the hang up button, feeling a little depressed. It seems that there is no time for dinner in the evening.

Fortunately, ye Zimo has always been generous to her, her overtime pay is n times. If she did anything else, she would like to work an extra shift, but if she wanted to buy clothes for his woman again, she would be very angry.

Wine with Xia Yihan back to the blue room, open the wardrobe, there are many pajamas, all kinds of materials, all kinds of length.

They two hugged each other, knocked on Ye Zimo's door and walked in.

Ye Zimo leaned on the sofa at the end of the bed and sat expressionless.

"Put those pajamas on the bed, drink, and do the work arranged by the housekeeper. You are not needed here."

"Yes, Mr. Ye." Wine went to the door, feel wrong, Mr. Ye Mingming in angry, Xia Yihan also cheat her.

Although she is a little afraid of Ye Zimo, she is also a righteous person. She can't help her friends just because she is afraid.

She summoned up the courage to turn around and walk back to Ye Zimo.

"Anything else?" Ye Zimo's attitude towards her is obviously not as good as that in the morning.

"Yes, Mr. Ye. I want to tell you, don't be angry with Xia Yihan, OK? She said she didn't want those clothes. It's not what she really thought. She is such a light hearted character. In fact, she likes you very much. I can see that. "

Ye Zimo's face was still heavy and waved.

"Get out! You don't have to plead with her. "

Jiujiu reluctantly looks at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan just smiles and says to her, "come on, Jiujiu, it's OK. Don't worry about me. Mr. Ye is a good man. He is very kind to me."

Wine dare not say more, just with eyes to Xia Yihan signal, to be gentle, don't make him angry.

When the door is closed again, Xia Yihan goes to Ye Zimo and stands quietly, waiting for his orders.

"Show me those pajamas and skirts, one by one." He said faintly.

"Yes, Mr. Ye."

Xia Yihan knows that he is still angry, and it is also her own improper words and deeds, so now let's not say that she wants to wear clothes one by one. As long as he has a hint, she has to go to bed with him.

Ye Zimo didn't look at her, so she turned her back, faced the door, took off her maid uniform and put on a nightgown which was neither conservative nor exposed.

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

Xia Yihan changed and went to Ye Zimo. He glanced up and said indifferently, "take off your underwear."

She bit her lip, then turned back to unbutton her bra, picked out the strap and took it out of the collar of her nightgown.

"Put that thing down and turn around."

Xia Yihan had to turn around and put his bra on the armrest of the sofa, then stand in front of him.

At this time, it was almost dusk, and it was a little cold in autumn. She only wore this nightgown as thin as a cicada, and she could not help shivering.