Chapter 505

Zimo, it's mo. he's here.

Xia Yihan's eyes are red. She blinks hard with tears in her eyes. She looks at the person who is familiar with the fact that he is only a figure who will never forget. Mo, it's good to see you again. Xia Yihan can relieve the pain of Acacia.

Just one night, Xia Yihan ran to Ye Zimo crazily and held Ye Zimo tightly. Once he let go, he would be far away. Xia Yihan didn't know why she suddenly had such an idea, and she didn't care about the others. She just held Ye Zimo tightly.

"No It's OK. It's OK. " Ye Zimo is not used to such a fragile Xia Yihan. He was so strong yesterday. All along, this weak woman has a strong heart.

In front of others answer like a stream, always hit the nail on the head of Ye Zimo touch in front of the hair, clumsy soft voice comfort Xia Yihan.

The warm atmosphere surrounded them.

"I was here yesterday. Why did you come here today, and you You promise me What conditions will the clock grow? "

No matter how bad Zhong Yuquan is, Xia Yihan's blood is still flowing in his blood vessels. Let Xia Yihan call Zhong Yuquan directly. She can't call Zhong Yuquan. Finally, she calls president Zhong.

Looking at the short face, because of worry and rendering a red halo, bright eyes are also full of uneasiness, ye Zimo these days backlog troubles are gone.

Suddenly want to see a Han angry look, ye Zimo frown handsome, embarrassed looking at Xia Yihan, a few minutes later turned his head did not speak.

"Mo, do you agree to the harsh conditions of President Zhong?" Xia Yihan stretched out a thin and white hand to turn ye Zimo's head to look at himself. Ye Zimo controlled the rising corners of his mouth, some unnaturally tense.

Xia Yihan honestly plays the leading role according to Ye Zimo's imagination.

"It's not a condition, it's just..."

At this point, ye Zimo wants to stop talking and stop talking.

Xia Yihan looks at this situation. Ye Zimo is not an emotional person. He is overbearing. He doesn't want to talk like this. Does he really agree to some miserable conditions and sign an unequal treaty? Xia Yihan began to give full play to his imagination.

His face is not very good. He is a little thinner than before.

Yihan, your facial expression has always been so rich, ye Zimo smiles and stares at Xia Yihan, worried and looking at himself.

Xia Yihan is in Ye Zimo's arms, restless all the time. She hates her father to death. No, she wants to go back and ask Mo not to agree to him.

"Mo, we don't agree with him. I like the smaller house before. It's too big. I'm alone. I'm afraid." Xia Yihan said in a low voice, big eyes have been looking at Ye Zimo, deeply afraid of Ye Zimo shaking noble head, or opening sexy lips to say no.

Yihan, you always think about others, how will not consider yourself, I am your man, is your dependence.

"Mo, let go of me. Let's go to President Zhong now."

Xia Yihan used both hands and feet to break away from ye Zimo's embrace, but he didn't care that his name was president Zhong, and he was more and more comfortable.

Ye Zimo hugs Xia Yihan tightly. Eyes from the beginning of the light brown began to become deep, thick feelings slowly open, and finally become deep bottomless.

"No, for the rest of my life."

Thinking about the excellent men around Xia Yihan, ye Zimo childishly said, Xia Yihan, I don't care what next life, next life, this life, you Xia Yihan is my Ye Zimo's woman, also can only be my woman.

With Ye Zimo's deep eyes, high nose and sexy lips, Xia Yihan is deeply involved in it. She has some dry mouth and can't help swallowing.

Xia Yihan is muddled and swallows his saliva. He doesn't know that he has become a Chinese meal in Ye Zimo's plate. His snow-white neck is exposed under Ye Zimo's eyes, and his eyes suddenly set off a huge wave.

"Baby." Ye Zimo low voice to say two words, good male voice with magic, let Xia Yihan sink. He picked up Xia Yihan, left Lin Dahui in the car and went straight to this strange house.

The door closed in Lin Dahui's eyes.

Xia Yihan has some difficulty swallowing saliva, baby two simple words let her suddenly whole body soft, can't say a word.

Ye Zimo gently kisses the red lips he has been dreaming of for many days. The familiar taste makes him want a lot.

"I miss you, baby." Ye Zimo's deep voice rang out.

Baby two words let Xia Yihan heart slightly palpitating, heart beating fast, she also want to Ye Zimo, Xia Yihan did not speak, just enjoy back to kiss, so long, she is still with green and astringent kiss this brand in the bottom of my heart.

At Ye's, there will be a big play.

On the second floor is the forbidden area of the Ye family. There are only two maids who seem to be simple but actually are bodyguards. They guard in shifts.

Song wanting sits beside the cradle.

Xiaoye Zhengheng is lying quietly.

People are busy with Xia Yihan these days. Song wanting has been kept in the dark. If she hadn't gone to the bathroom yesterday and overheard the conversation between two servants, she would not have known that Xia Yihan was in prison.Xia Yihan, is the face of heaven also can't stand your happiness?

Song wanting thinks about how to stop Ye Zimo from saving Xia Yihan. With the help of so many people around Xia Yihan, song wanting can't do it at all. She really doesn't know Xia Yihan's bad luck. Song wanting doesn't like it.

Looking at the sleeping baby in the cradle, song wanting thinks maliciously that Xia Yihan and song wanting are rotten in Ye Zimo's eyes, but ye Zhengheng is not. Ye Zimo doesn't like Ye Zhengheng any more, and their father son relationship is indelible.

Kid, I'm sorry. Don't blame mom. Mom can't help it.

Song wanting reaches out her white magic grip and slowly approaches Ye Zhengheng. Ye Zhengheng still sleeps quietly with shallow dimples on her face.

Looking at such a lovely child, song wanting suddenly retracts her hand. After all, it's the flesh on her body. She can't get off.

Gloomy eyes full of struggle.

"Whoa, whoa..."

The sudden cry in the quiet room was especially loud.

Song wanting is still pondering how to start, ye Zhengheng this cry is timely rain.

"What's the matter with you, son? Don't scare your mother." Song wanting said with a cry, but also secretly aimed at the door.

"You can't, son." Song wanting suddenly screamed, ye Zhengheng small face has been tightly tangled, seems to endure great pain.

The woman outside frowns slightly. Mr. Ye doesn't like song wanting, but ye Zhengheng's surname is ye. Song wanting's voice doesn't mean something happened to the young master, does it?

Song wanting slammed open the door and said: "I want to see ye Zimo, I want to see him."

"I'm sorry, Miss Song. Mr. Ye said you can't leave the second floor."

"Call me. I'll call him." Song wanting knows that she can't go down to the second floor at all, so she can only go back to the second floor.

"But."

"His son is dying. Can you take the responsibility? "

Song wanting doesn't give the guard's maid a chance to speak. Her voice is sharp and her eyes are full of anger. Her anger is not fake. She thinks that she is alone here. Ye Zimo accompanies Xia Yihan all day and all her love is given to Xia Yihan. Song wanting's discontent and resentment suddenly erupts.

The maid thinks that she is just a servant, and the young master is the flesh and blood of her husband. This is an indisputable fact. She reaches out her rough hand and takes out her mobile phone.

Song wanting grabs the mobile phone and doesn't look at the maid. There is no password lock when she lights up the screen. Song wanting directly enters the familiar number, which has been imprinted in her heart and will never be forgotten.

Ye Zimo kisses Xia Yihan, and both of them miss each other very much.

A bell, ye Zimo do not want to stop, can only stand up.

This bell is from song wanting's maid. Song wanting, you'd better be quiet.

Ye Zimo asked coldly, "what's the matter?"

Without waiting for ye Zimo to finish speaking, song wanting's voice reached Ye Zimo's eardrum through radio waves. "Zimo, child, child..." Song wanting did not finish crying out, ye Zhengheng's cry at this time also appropriately came.

"Say, what happened to him." Ye Zimo's cold face is blacker.

Xia Yihan quietly arranges her clothes. She doesn't blame song wanting or resent Xiao Ye Zhengheng. She walks to Ye Zimo with a smile. Embracing Ye Zimo from the back, silently conveying comfort.

Song wanting's cry on the phone is very bleak.

"Zimo, come here quickly. Even if you don't like me, the child is innocent."

Song wanting cried and said that her eyes began to gather frost, and the maid next to her rubbed her hands, how could it get colder and colder.

"I see." Song wanting is guilty, ye Zhengheng is just a child, he should not bear this unnecessary crime. As he said, a child can't choose his mother.

Ye Zimo hangs up and calls the hospital. After a simple explanation, he hangs up and looks at Xia Yihan apologetically. It seems that he will be separated again. Now he has to go to see if song wanting is playing tricks. In an extraordinary period, song wanting, you'd better not play tricks.

"Yihan."

"Mo, don't say anything. Go ahead. The children need you. I'm an adult and can take care of myself." Xia Yihan thinks of Xiao Ye Zhengheng and his face is warm. He hopes he will be OK.

Lin Dahui thought that it would take at least one or two hours for Mr. Ye to come out. He didn't expect to see Mr. Ye's tired figure soon.

"Go back."

Ye Zimo simply tells Lin Dahui to turn a blind eye to the vision behind him. He doesn't want to look back, but he doesn't dare to look back. He just gets together and separates. Ye Zimo believes that he has begun to get sick, a disease called Acacia. There is no cure for it. The only antidote is Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan watched Ye Zimo leave. Before ye Zimo came out of sight, she began to miss her.

The sound of the car is gone, and the shadow of the car is gone. Now Xia Yihan is not worried about his situation, but about whether ye Zhengheng is critically ill.

Xiaoye Zhengheng, you must be good, Han mother to watch you grow up."Miss Xia, this is what Mr. ye brought to you."

Lin Dahui ran over in a hurry and stopped the beauty who wanted to close the door.

Xia Yihan heard that ye Zimo had brought something to him. His feet were like stepping on the wheel of wind and fire, and he ran quickly to take the package.

"Thank you." She murmured all the time.

"Miss Xia, Mr. Ye has always been very concerned about you. You should take good care of yourself and not let Mr. Ye have worries." A tough man like steel is afraid that Xia Yihan will be angry if ye Zimo leaves in a hurry. He knows that Xia Yihan is also worried about Xiao Ye Zhengheng.

"Well, I know. Please take care of Mo in the future, please." Xia Yihan said sincerely that she hoped he could be happy.

When Lin Dahui's figure disappeared, Xia Yihan held the package tightly. This time, he really left.

Lin Dahui really couldn't understand why Mr. Ye missed Miss Xia so much that he didn't give the package to Miss Xia himself. Miss Xia obviously missed Mr. Ye and didn't ask to stay.