C195 Young Master Ye's Servant Girl 117

"Is it really that good to eat?"

"Delicious!" He sounded angry, but he gave her a satisfactory answer.

After dinner, the two went for a walk in the mansion again. Ye Mo suddenly realized that a day where there was no one else to disturb them was pretty good, which was what Xia Yihan thought in her heart.

After taking a walk, they returned to the main house. It was still early, so Ye Mo said that he would continue working on the project and told Xia Yihan to find something for him to do.

"Can I read?" This was the first time Xia Yihan had made such a request to him. Actually, she liked to read books very much and also liked to smell the faint scent of ink. It was a type of smell that could calm a person down.

There were a lot of books in Ye-Mo's study. She sneaked a peek at them, and some of them were things she was especially eager to see.

"Sure, go to the study room and get it yourself. After reading it, put it back."

"Thank you!" She went to the study. Although there were many things she wanted to see, she was not greedy. She only took a book of essays.

When he worked, she climbed into his bed and read.

The night between the two was incomparably tranquil.

After watching for a while, she got up and got him another glass of milk.

"Go heat another cup." He took it and said to her, and she smiled and obediently warmed another glass and drank it herself.

During the day, Ye Mo treated Xiao Xia very, very warmly. When he went to bed at night, he would not be so patient. In order to complete his great task of sowing seeds, he did his best. He only let go of Xia Yihan after she seemed to be completely drained of all her energy.

For the next two days, they lived in such isolation that he cooked or she did. Occasionally, the two of them would cook together, and cooking for each other seemed to have become their pleasure. Sometimes, it would take a long time, so they didn't feel impatient.

Ye Mo had mentioned taking Xia Yihan out to eat, so he would buy clothes for her and go shopping for her. In short, the women in his circle seemed to like those, but Xia Yihan didn't.

"Mo, I just want to be with you. Just the two of us. In the street there are thousands of people, and it's very noisy. " What she said was actually equivalent to admitting that she liked him and wanted to be alone with him. Thus, Yinmo ruffled her hair and teased her, "You really are a good woman who saves money for men."

When Xia Yihan was not around, Ye Mo called Lin Daxi and told him to contact the yacht dealer.

He wanted to buy a private luxury yacht. He hadn't bought one before because he didn't think he needed it. Now that he had this woman, he suddenly had the thought of taking her out to play.

It must have been romantic for a woman to have only the two of them at sea.

In addition, he also ordered Lin Daohui to order a private helicopter. The previous time when Xia Yihan took a plane, he still hadn't forgotten about it for a long time.

With these two things, they could walk freely in the sky or on the ground.

If she really had a child, it would be considered as a foregone conclusion.

For the past two days, Xia Yihan seemed to be in a dream, as she couldn't really believe that Ye Mo was so good to her. Basically, she said she wanted him to stay with her, even if it meant that she wanted him to stay with her.

However, on the day of Mid-Autumn, Ye Mo's mood changed. Although there wasn't any change in her attitude, Xia Yihan still clearly felt that he was unhappy.

She thought about it carefully, but she didn't seem to say anything that would make him eat. Perhaps it was this special day that made him think of Ye Han.

Actually, she also thought of Mo Xiaojun in her heart, so she knew what he was feeling.

"Mo, can you go home and spend the holidays with your parents? I can stay here by myself. " If she had the right to go with him to the house to spend the holidays with the old man, she would go too. Unfortunately, she didn't have that right now, so she could only persuade him to go back alone.

"No, Ye Han isn't here. What festival is this? He's still suffering somewhere." Her guess was not wrong. He was indeed sad about Ye Han's matter.

"This matter has been going on for so many years, I believe he will secretly hope that your family will be happy." Xia Yihan urged in a low voice.

Ye Mo shook his head, "Don't say anymore, I'll still be here with you today. Go cook."

Ye Mo seemed to have a special hatred towards this thing. Xia Yihan had only eaten one of the mooncakes that Hai Zhixuan had brought, the rest had been mercilessly thrown away.

Mid-Autumn Festival didn't eat mooncakes. Xia Yihan knew that not only did he not eat mooncakes, he also didn't want to celebrate.

Just like usual, she prepared some ordinary dishes. While the two ate, Ye Mo remained silent.

Xia Yihan's heart was also being led by him. She was depressed, and wanted to make him happy, but she also understood in her heart that no matter what she said or did, he wouldn't be happy today.

The people he missed were probably the people she missed as well. In this day of reuniting with thousands of families, both of their hearts were empty.

She just didn't want him to see that she was in a bad mood and was afraid that he wouldn't be happy. In fact, every year during mid-autumn, Mo Xiaojun would think of a way to leave Xia Yihan her favorite mooncake. Of course, it wouldn't be difficult when he grew up, but it wasn't easy when he was young.

Thinking of this, how could Xia Yihan not feel sad?

During the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner, the two of them did not eat much. After the meal, Xia Yihan did not suggest taking a walk, while Ye Mo remained silent.

"I'm going back to my room to read." Xia Yihan felt that he probably needed to be alone and reminisce about his family.

Ye Mo nodded and didn't say anything.

Xia Yihan stood up and left his bedroom, returning to her own room. Actually, she wasn't in the mood to read at all.

She lay on the bed, recalling Mo Xiaojun, thinking that he would never see today's full moon again. Thinking of this, tears kept flowing down her cheeks.

"Yihan, you're here to admire the moon!" You see, this year's moon is rounder than every year. " Xia Yihan always remembered that Mo Xiaojun would tell her this. The annual moon was even rounder in his mouth than the previous year. This was probably what he was looking forward to. He wanted to reunite with his family.

Xia Yihan was lying on her bed, unable to see the moon outside. She thought that for Mo Xiaojun's sake, she should go and take a look at the moon tonight to see if it was brighter and rounder than in the past.

She got up and left the main house. The villa was quiet.

Raising her head, she saw a bright full moon hanging in the sky. She silently said in her heart, "Did you see that?" Little Jun, tonight's moon is even rounder and brighter.

I might have helped you find your family. Ye Mo, he might be your big brother, and he's also missing you right now.

Not just him, but his parents too.

Can you feel it? At this moment, Xia Yihan really wished that a person's death had a soul. Then Mo Xiaojun would be able to hear what she was thinking, and perhaps he would be able to feel gratified and no longer have any regrets.

Following the path that led to the lilac tree, Xia Yihan kept looking up at the sky, not looking forward at all.

"Why are you here?" Suddenly hearing Ye Mo's voice, she looked over and saw Ye Mo sitting on a wooden bench beside the lilac tree, holding a bottle of wine.

He had the bottle in his hand, and a few empty bottles beside him, scattered on the chair.

"Why do you drink so much? "Stop drinking!" Xia Yihan walked in front of him and snatched his bottle.

The smell of the alcohol on Ye Mo's body was heavy when he spoke. Seeing him like this, she felt sorry for him and blamed herself. It was all her fault. Her mind was filled with thoughts of Mo Xiaojun, and she didn't even go to see him. If she had known he was drinking, she would have advised him to drink less.

Ye Mo ignored her and walked away from her hand, continuing to pour wine into his mouth.

"You're not allowed to drink it!" She tried to grab his wine with her hands, but she was unable to do so. She shouted at Ye Han, "Ye Han won't want you to drink!"

Hearing this name, Ye Mo's hand finally stopped moving. Xia Yihan took the opportunity to snatch his wine bottle and directly threw it on the ground, scattering all the wine around.

If she looked closely, she could see that this place was empty bottles. He probably wouldn't be able to drink even if he wanted to.

He suddenly grabbed her wrist and stared at her. "How do you know that Yehan doesn't want me to drink?" he asked sternly. Do you know him? "

"I …"

Could she? Could she say that Ye Han was Mo Xiaojun? What if there was a one in ten thousand chance that it wasn't? Didn't she make him grieve for nothing? Then, wouldn't he also think that Ye Han was dead and give up on the search? Then, perhaps their entire family might miss Ye Han forever.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath, then another, and said in a low voice, "I don't know them, but I know a lot of orphans, even myself. "All of the children in our orphanages are eager to find their loved ones. Everyone hopes that they will be able to live a good life.

"You lied to me!" How many lost children blamed his family? It was because their families didn't take good care of them that they suffered so much. Do you think you're the only one who knows the children in the orphanage? "Don't I know him?"

Ye Mo's attitude was very stubborn. Yes, in order to find Ye Han, he and his mother had donated money to the orphanage. He had asked the children this question more than once, asking if they resented their families, and most of them resented it.

For a moment, Xia Yihan was somewhat speechless from his words. She wanted to retort, but didn't know what to say.

She couldn't say that Mo Xiaojun didn't blame her. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Ye Mo's face turned even colder.

"You have nothing to say, right? Little Yehan, he's too pitiful. Look, what a life of luxury I am leading, clothes in hand, food in mouth, I am the son of the chairman, wherever I go, everyone respectfully calls me "Crown Prince". What about him? We are siblings, the same fate, and I don't know how much he has suffered. You haven't even eaten a full meal, haven't you been beaten to a pulp by others? Or haven't you long disappeared from this world? " The more Ye Mo spoke, the more excited he became, until his voice was choked with sobs.