C113 Young Master Ye's maid 35

As the night gradually deepened, Mo Xiao Qiang was already asleep, and Xia Yihan's thoughts were still wandering around the events of the day.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that Ye Mo's phone call tonight was a bit strange. He didn't seem to care much about the girl. At least, she had given it to him for the first time.

Furthermore, Lin Da Hui's strange tone made her have a good impression of him. He didn't seem to be the kind of person to notify Ye Mo to go find a woman in a place like that.

Could it be that Ye Mo was trying to scare her with everything he had today? Did he not sincerely want to degenerate and humiliate her?

Maybe it was true!

The man she had once admired was not so disgusting.

With this thought, her mood suddenly became clear. That man, he should only be a person that appeared cold on the surface. Otherwise, why would he be so good to her and make things difficult for Song Wanting and Song Shuhao?

He might have really thought that she was not grateful to him and had trampled upon his good intentions, which was why he had deliberately scared her so much and embarrassed her.

But if she didn't make him feel grateful, he would torture her even more.

She would have to find a way to make him understand.

Having had the experience of explaining it to him, she thought she would have to do something about it.

The next morning, Xia Yihan woke up early. As usual, she went to Ye Mo's room and knocked on his door.

"Mr. Ye, it's time to wake up."

Last night, he probably didn't come back, so Xia Yihan didn't hear him come back. She was also afraid that she would miss the sound of his return while she was asleep, so she tried knocking on the door.

She stood outside the door for a few minutes, but when she didn't answer, he really didn't come back.

Even so, she didn't think that he must have gone to the Miss. Since he told people to call, it would be normal for the fake to be real, so she didn't come back.

She guessed that there was more to his house than this, that he had probably spent the night in another house.

Since Ye Zichen wasn't at home, Xia Yihan decided to walk around the mansion by herself, while thinking about what she could do to make Ye Mo feel better.

"Yihan!" It was the sound of alcohol. Xia Yihan turned her head and saw the alcohol running towards her.

"What are you thinking about so seriously?" the wine asked.

"I'm thinking …" Xia Yihan had just said two words when she was interrupted by wine. She asked anxiously, "How were you last night? Did he … "

"No, no."

"Like I said, he was just trying to scare you."

"Yes." Xia Yihan nodded as a faint smile rose from her lips.

"Wine, I think I've angered him. What do you think I can do to please him? I can't go out and I don't have the money to buy for him. "

Jiu Zun rolled his eyes a few times before saying, "I got it. Why don't you make him some biscuits and eat it?"

"But I don't."

"I will. I have worked in a pastry shop before. I will teach you. Come with me! " As she spoke, she pulled Xia Yihan's hand and led her to the kitchen.

Everyone in the mansion already knew about the matters between Xia Yihan and Ye Mo. Therefore, when she entered the kitchen, the chefs and some of the women in the kitchen were very courteous towards her. Since Xia Yihan said that she would cook for Mr. Ye, they also expressed their support and secretly looked at her.

"There really is an oven. There should also be low-gluten flour, but some cocoa powder, right?" It seems like Mr. Ye really likes to eat cocoa flavors. "

Xia Yihan felt that the wine was truly meticulous. She didn't notice what Ye Mo liked to eat at all. Of course, she didn't know that researching the hobbies of idols was a great pleasure in drinking wine.

"Come, I'll teach you. Just do as I say."

Xia Yihan did as she was told, slapping the eggs and mixing the noodles. She did it in a serious manner.

In the beginning, she only wanted to make Ye Mo happy, so he wouldn't come up with some strange reason to torment her.

Unexpectedly, as she was doing it, she suddenly had an indescribable feeling.

When they were in the Mo Clan, as long as she was home, all the food was cooked by her. Yet, she didn't cook anything for Mo Xiaojun alone.

Ye Zichen didn't think that he would be able to make some biscuits for Ye Mo. He was trembling with fear as to whether Ye Zichen would like something that was made. As he imagined her cooking something for Ye-Mo to eat, he suddenly felt a faint sweetness in his heart. She didn't dare dwell on that feeling, but focused on what she was doing.

Although Xia Yihan didn't know how to make cakes, she had cooked for many years, so her culinary skills were pretty good. After the lesson of drinking wine, the biscuits that were made were indeed very decent. At the very least, they had a good appearance.

"Wine, take a look and see if it tastes good." Xia Yihan picked up a piece of biscuit with a biscuit and placed it into her wine mouth. She ate the biscuit with an anticipating joy, while frowning.

Xia Yihan looked at her nervously and asked, "It's not good!"

The wine shook his head and mumbled, "No, it's delicious, it's very delicious, it's too good! Mr. Ye will definitely like it a lot! "

Xia Yihan was a bit suspicious.

"Is that so? "Then I'll try it."

The alcohol immediately choked down the biscuit that had just been chewed into pieces. She snatched the biscuit from Xia Yihan's hands and said in a bad mood, "Taste it, taste it! Don't you only have a few pieces? If you try it again, you'll get an odd number, which is unlucky. "

The word 'unlucky' successfully frightened Xia Yihan. She did not dare to taste it again as a crafty look flashed across her eyes.

Xia Yihan took the biscuit back into the room. Mo Xiao Yin smelled a fragrance, so he came over to ask her what it was.

"Biscuit."

"Sis, is this for me?" As Mo Xiao Ning asked, he reached out his hand to take it, but was slapped away by Xia Yihan.

"Not for you."

"Who's that for?" Mo Xiao Yin asked curiously. He saw that Xia Yihan's face had actually turned red.

"Brother Zimo?"

Xia Yihan nodded and admitted it.

"Sis, I think you're in love with him." Mo Xiao said with certainty.

"Don't talk nonsense, the person I love is Mo Xiaojun, how could it be him?" Xia Yihan immediately denied it. She spoke very quickly, just like how she often told herself when she was struggling with her thoughts.

"Sis, actually, it's normal for you to fall in love with him. Look at how outstanding he is."

"Don't talk about Xiao Jin, the matter with Xiao Jun has yet to come to an end. I won't think about anything else." Xia Yihan put the biscuits on the bedside table properly, and did not want to continue the topic.

"Sis!"

"You don't want to run away from that, okay? I feel that you and Little Jun-ge aren't in love at all, you two were siblings. Besides, Little Jun-ge treats you so well, he also wants you to live a good life. If you have a home, he will only be happy for you and not jealous. " Mo Xiao Yin advised again.

Last night's incident with Xia Yihan caused Mo Xiao Yin to feel a bit uneasy. The better Ye Mo treated Xia Yihan, the more he could relate to the wealthy.

Xia Yihan sighed, then earnestly said to Mo Xiao Yin, "Don't talk about this with me anymore. It's impossible for me to like him, and it's impossible for him to fall in love with me. The relationship between him and me was only that of cooperation. Look, he has Song Wanting. Even Fang Lina is his woman. I would not be with such a disinterested person, nor would I feel anything for such a person. "

"Aiya, what are you so uncomfortable for, sis? It's not like you don't know that men with money and power have three wives and four concubines." "I advise you to carefully consider this …"

"Are you going to school today?" Xia Yihan interrupted Mo Xiao Lang.

"Go!"

"Then quickly wash up."

After Xia Yihan finished speaking, she didn't stay in her room and directly left.

Mo Xiao Lin lifted the lid of the biscuit tray, smelled the fragrance, and then covered it back. She thought, regardless of how she said it, although Xia Yihan didn't admit that she liked Ye Mo, she was still using her actions to prove her feelings.

Since she had already expressed it, Ye-Mo should also have a response, right?

Besides, the two of them still had that kind of relationship. They had been together everyday, so how could they not have feelings for each other?

Just as Xia Yihan walked out of the main residence's entrance, she heard a notification from the butler, "Mr. Ye, you're back!"

All the female servants and security guards. Because Xia Yihan felt that she was still a female servant and was still wearing her maid uniform, she naturally stood in the middle of the line.

Not long after everyone had lined up, a champagne coloured car stopped in front of the mansion's entrance. The bodyguard opened the door for Ye Mo as he elegantly got off the car.

Everyone had their heads down, but from the sound of the footsteps, they could make out two voices.

"Hello, Mr. Ye!" Ye Mo led the people and walked through the line of people. He ordered the steward in a deep voice, "Arrange for someone to clean up the room Fang Lina is staying in for Miss He. In the future, if Miss He has any problems, Liu Xiaojiao will have to take special care of them. "

"Yes, Mr. Ye!" After the housekeeper answered, he said to the woman behind Ye Mo, "Miss He, please come in!"

"Liu Xiaojiao, Sun Mengmeng, the two of you, clean this up with me." "Others, go and do what I instructed you to do from the beginning!" The butler gave the order to the maids and security guards in line, and they dispersed.

Ye Mo went straight to the small guest room without looking at anyone.

Actually, Xia Yihan had been waiting for Ye Mo to come back ever since she started making the biscuits. She was really looking forward to it and wanted to know if he would like to eat the biscuits she made. He didn't expect to bring a woman with him when he came back. He wanted her to live next to Fang Lina and let Liu Xiaojiao take care of her. It seemed that she had the same status as Fang Lina and Song Wanting.

Last night, after thinking about it for a long time, she thought that he was just faking it and that he couldn't really go find some Miss. But now that she had brought him back, was there any reason for her not to believe it?

She suddenly realized that the anticipation in her heart, as well as the little bit of joy she once had, were all very ironic.