C142 Young Master Ye's maid 64

The moment his hand touched the door handle, Ye Mo walked in with a cold expression.

In the dim light in the room, Xia Yihan saw that Ye Mo was bleeding from the corner of his mouth.

She really wanted to not be moved by this man who had just tortured her to death. Whether he bled or was injured, she shouldn't have been moved by him.

She bit her lip as she stood there. After a second of silence, she couldn't help but take out a tissue from the box on the bedside table and wipe his blood.

"Such a big person and you still want to learn how to fight like a child? Why are you so childish?" Her actions were gentle, her tone full of reproach, yet also full of heartache. Ye Mo was still staring at her face with a dark expression. While she was blaming him, he suddenly grabbed her hand tightly …

He looked at her with a complicated gaze and asked her silently, Are you sorry to see me hurt?

"Why are you grabbing me? The blood hasn't been wiped clean yet. Does it hurt? " Xia Yihan asked in a very soft voice, while her eyes were still looking at his wounds with concern.

For a moment he thought the woman loved him.

Little Jun, I won't love him, I won't... But when that damn phrase came out of his head, he no longer felt that her concern was sincere. He suddenly let go of her hand, and his expression turned cold.

"You don't have to worry about me! "Get out!"

Xia Yihan had been thrown off by him. She had already been drained of all her strength by him. With a light swing, she wobbled and fell towards the door.

He thought his head would slam against the door, but instead he put his strong arm around her waist.

He was clearly concerned about her, and not as cold as he appeared to be.

She really didn't want to see his cold face, so after she steadied herself, she asked him in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Last night... I remember you weren't so angry last night. "

"Get out!"

His expression was really too ugly. Xia Yihan bit her lips, then helplessly opened the door and left.

Before Mo Xiao Yin woke up, Xia Yihan didn't want to continue standing outside the room and knocking on the door. She knew that the door to the main house was already open. Although she was only wearing her pajamas, it was still early. Very few people outside could see her.

Xia Yihan went out of the door and walked along the lilac growing path, intending to wait for Mo Xiao Ning to recover before returning.

After walking for a while, two people walked up to them. They were Fu Fengyi and Song Wanting. They saw the purple kiss on Xia Yihan's neck at almost the same time. Xia Yihan subconsciously wanted to cover it, but couldn't.

"Good morning Madam!" Xia Yihan blushed as she greeted them respectfully. She also lowered her head at the same time, wanting them to shift their gazes away from her kiss marks.

"Tingting, go back first. I need to chat with Yi Han." Fu Fengyi instructed Song Wanting.

"Yes, Auntie."

At first, Song Wanting was still angry at Xia Yihan for showing such obvious signs of lovemaking, but after hearing Fu Fengyi's words, she began to feel happy in her heart, but on the surface, there wasn't much of a change. Furthermore, in front of Fu Fengyi, she appeared to be very intimate with Xia Yihan.

"Sister Han, take good care of Auntie. She likes to walk slowly, don't walk fast."

"I understand. Thank you, Miss Song."

After Song Wanting had left, Fu Fengyi looked at Xia Yihan with a serious expression and asked, "Did you know about the fight between Mo'er and Hai Zhixuan this morning?"

Xia Yihan nodded. "Understood, Madam."

"Then I won't beat around the bush. Let me ask you, is the fight between the two of them related to you?"

Xia Yihan nodded once again.

"Yes, ma'am."

She was frank, and Fu Fengyi liked to talk to frank people.

"Yihan, to tell you the truth, I don't have any objections to you, child. And I sympathize with what happened to your boyfriend. But now, because of you, Mo'er and Hai Zhixuan became so noisy. I won't just sit there and do nothing. Think about it, Hai Zhixuan's mother is my best friend, and Mo'er and Hai Zhixuan are also good friends that I grew up with. "I really can't see them acting against me. When the time comes, it will be embarrassing for our good friends. Do you understand?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I know." She had always been trying to think of a way to avoid conflict between the two of them, but since Hai Zhixuan wanted to get close to her, she couldn't avoid it. As for Ye Mo, there was no way that he would let go of her. She was very clear about this in her heart.

"Let's sit down and talk." Fu Fengyi pulled on Xia Yihan's hand and planned to sit on a chair next to the lilac tree, but Xia Yihan pulled on Fu Fengyi and softly said, "Madam, this is a wooden chair. The dew at night will seep in and it'll be a bit moist, so it's best if you don't sit, for fear of hurting your body."

Her meticulous actions made Fu Fengyi feel a little warmth in her heart. Actually, she knew that Xia Yihan was smart and understood what she wanted to say to her. Even though he knew that she had come with ill intentions, he was still truly concerned about her. This wasn't something that an ordinary person could do.

From the bottom of his heart, Fu Fengyi and Ye Mo's aesthetic standards were the same. They did not like pretentious people, and even more so did not like two-faced people.

Towards Xia Yihan, her son always felt that the woman he fancied wouldn't be bad. If he had such a sensible woman as his wife, it wouldn't actually be a bad thing. The problem was that this woman had a boyfriend, so she might not fall in love with her son. Although Song Wanting knew how to play tricks, she was jealous because she liked Ye Mo.

In this way of thinking, he would have to choose between the two. Fu Fengyi would still choose Song Wanting over Xia Yihan.

"Do you know what I want to talk to you about?" Fu Fengyi stared at Xia Yihan and asked.

"Madam felt that I caused Mr. Ye and Mr. Hai to fall out here, and also caused Mr. Ye and Miss Song to fall out, so she wanted me to leave." Fu Fengyi nodded and said, "You're a smart girl, you don't need me to say too much. Last time, I asked you if you needed any help, but you said no. I don't think you are a moneygrubber or a vain person. I promise you, I will supervise Old Ye and thoroughly investigate this matter. Are you satisfied with this? "

Xia Yihan knew that Ye Mo was filial to his mother, so Fu Fengyi directly scolded her. It was within reason that she had her mother throw her out.

She was very grateful that she treated her so politely. And she did cause trouble for her son, for her family, and she felt guilty.

"Madam, I am very grateful to you. But I may not be able to leave. At least I have no right to. To tell you the truth, Mo Xiaojun's case was so long ago that there was not much evidence left. Even if Director Ye tried his best to investigate, he might not be able to reverse the case. Mr. Ye said he can help me, but on condition that I do his... Lady Qing, I promised him. I don't have the right to default, I don't have the right to leave, although I don't want to stay here. I'm sorry, ma'am, I know I'm causing you and your family trouble, but I really can't help it. I can only try to stay out of sight, but I can't. "

Xia Yihan told Fu Fengyi about the agreement between her and Ye Mo in one breath. She had a good impression of her dealing with Feng Yi, so she didn't want to hide it from her.

"I know." Fu Fengyi only said four words before he turned around and left.

Xia Yihan watched her lonely back. She could understand her mother's feelings.

I hope she can convince Yinmo to let her go.

In separate days, she might miss that uncertain man, even if it was lovesick, so much better than constantly torturing each other.

The reason why Fu Fengyi didn't say anything else was that she suddenly understood that her son had used methods to keep a woman. It could be seen how important she was in his heart. In the past, it had always been other women pestering him. He didn't like them. As for this one, if he wanted to threaten Jia Li Yin, he would probably use all of his methods.

Humans were often like this. The more you knew something you couldn't get, the better you felt.

He probably knew that there was another man in this woman's heart, so he couldn't love her. That was why he wanted her heart.

Ye Mo was good in every way, but his desire to conquer others was too strong. He wanted to conquer this world, to conquer women who would not submit to him. It was really a headache for her to be a mother like this, and she couldn't use any forceful methods either. Otherwise, it would be the opposite of what she was doing.

She couldn't start from Xia Yihan, but she couldn't give up just like that. She could only think of other, gentler methods.

Xia Yihan walked forward a few steps. She originally thought that the Ye Family villa was big, but now she realized that it could be so small. She raised her head and saw the not too far away Hai Zhixuan.

Without a second thought, she turned and walked back.

Hai Zhixuan also noticed the pale green figure leaving in a hurry. He had always been worried about her. Now that he saw that she was still able to walk around properly, he could finally relax a little.

Realizing that she didn't want him to get too close to her, he resisted the urge to speak to her and stopped.

Xia Yihan was grateful that he didn't catch up. She quickened her pace and walked towards another path.

The path was rather close to the gym. At this moment, during Ye Mo's daily practice, Xia Yihan saw the stewards and maids standing side by side in the transparent gym, waiting for Ye Mo to come.

She thought that since Ye Mo had punished her for one night, she would be very tired. Furthermore, she would not be in a good mood and would not come for morning training.

"Hello, Mr. Ye!" She heard the greetings of the maids and looked up to see the tall figure enter the gym.

She just stood there, watching him run through the transparent glass of the gym, chest out, doing regular exercises.

He looked preoccupied, at least at such a distance that it was impossible to tell that he was still angry. In the morning light, his every movement seemed powerful and graceful at the same time.