C11 gone without a trace

Xia Yihan cried for a while before putting down everything in her hands. She went to the bathroom to wash her cold water face and wash away all her tears.

"Han Han, don't cry. I'm by your side." She seemed to hear Mo Xiaojun's voice, very far away, and yet at the same time it seemed as though it was right in front of her eyes.

Ever since he was young, he had always coaxed her like this. He would also help her wipe her tears away, gently patting her back to comfort her.

Facing the mirror, she bent her lips and softly said, "Little Jun, I won't cry. Don't worry, Han Han Han won't cry in the future."

Thinking about Mo Xiaojun, it seemed like all the grievances and tiredness were gone.

Returning to the main hall, she sat on the floor and continued to sew up the first skirt. It was already dawn when she finished.

After Ye Mo got up, he passed by the main hall and saw Xia Yihan leaning against the wall asleep with a second dress in her hands.

He stopped and stared at her sleeping face. In his dream, she was frowning deeply, as if she was having a restless sleep. He crouched down and quietly picked up the skirt that she had mended and carefully observed the needle and thread. He was really diligent. If one did not look at it carefully, they would not be able to see any traces of mending.

She was afraid of being punished by the steward, so she had to be this serious?

He didn't know why, but he picked up the dress and got up and went back into the bedroom and hung it in the closet in his bedroom.

When Xia Yihan woke up, Ye Mo had already gone to the gym.

She wanted to wear the dress she'd sewn, but all she saw was a pile of rags beside her hand, and the perfect dress was gone.

When the housekeeper sent for her to work at the gym, she had to tell them to go to the bathroom and hide the rags again.

When the butler saw Xia Yihan, his eyes flashed with displeasure. He finally understood that the person sewing the clothes was definitely Xia Yihan.

The Crown Prince rarely lost his temper with her before she entered the room. Since she came, he had been cursed several times a day by bad luck.

He was really trying his best to get her out, but she wasn't afraid of hardship or tiredness, and no trick was of any use to her.

The Crown Prince seemed to hate her on the surface, but he seemed to care about her occasionally, so he didn't dare to use too much force.

After doing more than an hour of exercise, Ye Mo used Fang Lina's towel to wipe his sweat. From the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at Xia Yihan's direction.

Xia Yihan respectfully lowered her head, while her heart was still thinking about her missing dress.

After breakfast, Ye Mo went out. The steward called Xia Yihan aside, and said to her with a darkened face: "Today, the tailor will make you two new sets of uniforms. You can wear your own clothes before the uniforms come out, and quickly return them to the others! I'll give you ten minutes to come back here! "

"Thank you! "Many thanks!" Xia Yihan repeatedly thanked him. She was somewhat flattered by this sudden tolerance.

The butler gave her an impatient look and walked away.

Xia Yihan rushed back to her room and quickly put on her white dress before returning.

As he was walking, he saw Zheng Tan walking towards him.

The answer to her unanswered question seemed to be: He was the housekeeper's nephew, and he was the only one who could shake the housekeeper's decision.

"Xia Yihan!" Zheng Zhe happily called out her name. Xia Yihan was also full of smiles as she sincerely said, "Thank you so much. Thank you for pleading with your uncle for me!"