Chapter 962

Xia Yihan shakes her head, looks at the portrait and nods. Discussing these things in front of Ye Zimo embarrasses her: "when I dream, when I'm free, I don't know what's wrong with me?"

Ye zimohuo stood up and quickly pressed the unfamiliar number on his mobile phone: "Xu Haosheng, come here."

When Xia Yihan saw Xu Haosheng, Xia Yihan had a beard on his fresh face for a long time, and his eyes were sunken. Xu Haosheng quickly walked a few steps to get to Xia Yihan, but he was stopped by Ye Zimo

"How do you feel about Xia Yihan now?"

Xu Haosheng said with a bitter smile: "life is not like death." In the past half a month, he thought about Xia Yihan every day. Xia Yihan wandered around Ye Zimo's home countless times, and kept himself from breaking through the last line of defense.

"Kiu's goal seems to have been achieved." Ye Zimo rubbed Xia Yihan's thin chin, and his face was ugly and frightening.

"I'd better go abroad." Xu Haosheng Huo stands up and walks towards the door. Ye Zimo can't deny it. Xia Yihan wants to stop Xu Haosheng.

Before opening his mouth, ye Zimo's slender index finger gently put on Xia Yihan's delicate lips, repressed his anger and said: "this is the best solution."

Xu Hao gave birth to the door of the Ye family. "Mr. Xu, we suspect that your company has tax evasion. Please come with us." One side of the police took out the certificate to Xu Haosheng said.

Xu Haosheng looks back with a complicated look. Under the French window, ye Zimo is quietly looking at himself. He shakes his head with a bitter smile and gets into the car.

At night, the door was opened slightly and creaked. Xia Yihan pushed it open and walked to Ye Zimo. His cold hand could not help touching each other's angular eyebrows.

The fierce eyebrows in the daytime are also relieved. A pair of sword eyebrows are tightly wrinkled. Xia Yihan subconsciously wants to smooth each other's eyebrows with his hands.

Ye Zimo's steady breath flutters on Xia Yihan's bare arm. With warm and fatal temptation, Xia Yihan reaches back and turns around, but his waist is tightly surrounded by a pair of solid arms.

"Yihan, don't go." Ye Zimo murmured, turned around Xia Yihan, but saw that the other side's face was full of tears.

"Xu Haosheng again?" Ye Zimo loves to kiss away the tears on Xia Yihan's face. Xia Yihan did not respond. Ye Zimo worked hard, and Xia Yihan, who was standing, was forced to sink into the soft quilt.

Ye Zimo grabs Xia Yihan's hand and puts it between his eyebrows: "this is Ye Zimo's eyebrows." His hands slide down: "this is Ye Zimo's nose.", Continue to drive the hand of Xia Yihan to say: "this is the ear of Ye Zimo."

The big hand covered the small hand, sliding all the way to the beating chest, ye Zimo said low: "this is Ye Zimo's heartbeat, Xia Yihan, look at me carefully, dream of me."

Xia Yihan burst out laughing, opened his opponent's hand and lay back, muttering: "I'd better try to see Meng nianmo."

Ye Zimo put away his worry and pretended not to see Xia Yihan's fear. He held each other's heart tightly in his arms and didn't want to let go any more.

"Madame, Madame." The housekeeper called softly. Xia Yihan took away the book and nodded to the housekeeper friendly. Then he frowned and said, "madam? My name is Xia Yihan

"Madam, you are the young master's favorite. You also have a child named ye nianmo." Xia Yihan's condition is getting more and more serious. At the beginning of the day, he will forget the existence of Ye nianmo for a few hours. He will only repeat a sentence like now: "Ye Zimo? I don't love ye Zimo. I love Xu Haosheng. "

What else did the housekeeper want to say? There was a cold voice on his back: "who let you claim to speak to her like this?"

The housekeeper retreated to one side, and the cold sweat gradually came out. Just now, he really wanted to shake Xia Yihan up.

"Ye Zimo, Xu Haosheng." When Xia Yihan lost her memory of Ye nianmo, she would only call Xu Haosheng repeatedly.

"If you do one thing, I'll tell you where he is." Ye Zimo raises his foot and walks towards the huge glass greenhouse. Xia Yihan looks at the back of the other party. He has a vague impression in his mind, and it seems that he can't catch it any more.

The large flower house, which covers an area of nearly 500 meters, is surrounded by bright and clean transparent glass. The flower house is full of flowers. The flowers that can be collected all over the world are found one by one by Ye Zimo, and then transplanted here. Ye Zimo went to a rose garden, pointed to half of the roses and said, "go and plant a rose."

Xia Yihan was forced into a rose seedling by Ye Zimo in his hand. He took a look at the nursery. Different from the neat flower garden around him, there are more than a dozen roses planted here.

"If you want to know Xu Haosheng's news, pick up the shovel in your hand and plant a rose." Ye Zimo looks down at Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan silently recites Xu Haosheng's name, grabs the rose and puts it in the nursery, and digs a hole to admit his life. Ye Zimo wants to help the other party wipe off the sweat on his head, but Xia Yihan evades.

"Do you know why I want you to plant roses?" Ye Zimo looked at his empty hand, full of pain.

Maybe the other person's tone is different from the usual low tone. Xia Yihan can't help but look up and see the other person's eyes looking at him, so warm and focused, as if he only saw himself in the world.

"Every rose you plant is a thorn in my heart. Xia Yihan, I allow you to think of me before the garden is full." Ye Zimo can't help but raise Xia Yihan's lip, which has been bitten out of the scar, and then fit it again, until the smell of blood diffuses again.

"Ye Zimo, have you had enough?" Xia Yihan rubs his lips until he is about to break the skin. Ye Zimo grabs Xia Yihan's arm to stop him from rubbing his lips. With some hatred, he says, "I really know where Xu Haosheng is."

The temperature of Ye Zimo's palm makes Xia Yihan stunned. He looks at the place where they touch, and feels inexplicably familiar in his heart. Under the dark yellow light, he gasps, flies away and gets close to each other.

Cast aside all doubts and palpitations, Xia yihanqiang raised his spirit and asked, "tell me."

Ye Zimo's fists in his pocket shrink more and more tightly. The woman who cares most is anxiously waiting for the news of another man in front of her eyes, but she can't do anything.

"If you want to know more, keep coming." Ye Zimo dropped a word and walked forward in silence, never willing to speak again.

Powerful and broken footsteps came one after another, ye Zimo stopped at a wooden door, pushed open the door and stood still, no more action.

Behind Xia Yihan also raised a curiosity, gently tiptoe to Ye Zimo shoulder together, want to see the furnishings in the room.

Ye Zimo just slightly sideways at this time. Seeing Xia Yihan's playful appearance of slightly stretching his neck under his toes, he can't help but smile: "even if he doesn't remember me, his curiosity is still so heavy."

Xia Yihan's ears quickly spread their red halo. He glared at Ye Zimo and stepped forward as if he had escaped. The room was full of blue and the wall was full of vivid dolphins. The walls are full of photos of Xia Yihan and ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo's face is not good-looking either. He finally asks Dr. Hao how to treat Xia Yihan with discomfort all over his body. He tells himself that women are most likely to be moved by flowers and dolphin rooms full of pictures of their lovers.

Ye Zimo took Xia Yihan's hand. Xia Yihan was stunned and didn't break free. His soft and delicate palm made Ye Zimo feel like cloudy weather.

"This is what you look like when you sleep. This is our child ye nianmo. This is the photo of the report that you and I appeared together. Xia Yihan, how can you say you don't know me.

”Ye Zimo is a little emotional. Looking at the smiling face in Xia Yihan's photo, he never disdains to find comfort from the photo, but finds that the photo can help him cheat himself when necessary.

"Ye Zimo!" Xia Yihan stares at the photos all over the wall, turns around and looks at Ye Zimo seriously.

Familiar with the emphasis, serious eyes, ye Zimo heart some was pulled up, secretly surging with even his own can not understand the expectations: "en?"

"You Voyeur

Zhang Fengyi looks at Ye Zimo coming back to the office with a black face. He sighs in his heart. As long as ye Zimo knows that Xia Yihan is ill, he will go back.

"Do your part." Ye Zimo dials the phone and opens his mouth coldly. Zhang Fengyi wipes the sweat on his forehead and doesn't think that this man can use Xia Yihan 100% well, but it doesn't mean that he can tolerate other people.

"Mr. Ye? How is Miss Xia Dr. Hao's voice was light.

"Are you in a good mood?" Ye Zimo asked.

"Cough, I'm sorry, I didn't cover up my state. Can I do it again?" Thinking of Ye Zimo's dark face, Dr. Hao silenced his subordinates who were waiting for the meeting on Monday, and raised his spirit to deal with Ye Zimo.

"Come to my house in half an hour." Ye Zimo ordered him to hang up the phone. On the phone, doctor Hao croaked, "no, I heard that people from the capital have to check. You know, private hospitals always depend on relationships." Listening to the long breath on the phone, Dr. Hao began to regret his impulse.

Ye Zimo put the phone aside and dialed another phone. "Bai Ju, I'm Ye Zimo. I heard that you are going to visit XX today. Well, that's it..."

A minute later, Dr. Hao was shocked by the sound of the phone again. "No one will come to you in the next month. You still have 25 minutes."

Pop! The voice of the phone down makes Dr. Hao stunned. Ye Zimo, the man, is so powerful.