C210 Young Master Ye's maid 132

After breakfast, Xia Yihan took out a book and continued to read at the swing with the fluff.

It was a quiet corner. The weather was sunny today, without a cloud in the sky, and the autumn air felt good. If it wasn't for the fact that the villa was located in the outskirts of the city and the air was fresh and fresh, it would have been a wonderful day.

The fluffy guy was lying down very obediently on the side of the Qiujia rack. He didn't move at all. Xia Yihan leaned on the swing and flipped through the book of poems in her hands. It was Zhu Ziqing.

The wine said that he wanted to go out to his fluffy mother's house to ask her if she could eat dog food for such a small dog, in addition to drinking milk. Even if he didn't eat now, shouldn't he prepare some food first?

Xia Yihan obviously knew what she was thinking, but she wanted to take the opportunity to find that surnamed car.

Xia Yihan envied and admired a sect that dared to act like they loved and hated wine. She was like a ball of fire, and she herself was more like a water bar. It was hard to be as bright and dazzling as she was.

She had to work very hard to take the initiative to say something to someone she liked, just like how she said she was going to America to find Ye-Mo, just like how it took a lot of courage for her to text him every day and say that she was expecting him to come back and was waiting for him all the time.

Xia Yihan, why can't you be like wine or something?

She picked up her phone, thought for a moment, then sent another message to Leaf Ink: "Where are you?" What are you doing? Would you believe me if I told you I thought I saw you come back last night? In my dream, I faintly felt that you were by my side, and even seemed to kiss my forehead. I wanted to look at you, but felt that my eyelids were too heavy to open. Was I stupid? Actually, I wanted to say that I was really looking forward to your return. Even my dream was real. When will you be back? I've been waiting for you. I've been expecting you all the time.

Ye Mo received Xia Yihan's message from the corporation's office. He pursed his lips and read it a few times, then returned the phone to its original place.

Last night, Xia Yihan almost grabbed onto him. He didn't just kiss her forehead, he also kissed her soft lips lightly.

It was a very sweet touch, and he even wanted to kiss it deeply.

Before he could really reach into her mouth, she seemed to sense his presence. She muttered something, and her small hand came to grab his arm.

He quickly stood up and quietly left. He stood outside the door and listened for a while. After confirming that she was still unconscious, he left again. He came to the corporation in the early hours of the morning.

After sending the message, Xia Yihan called again. Ye Mo looked at the screen and didn't pick up, but he also didn't turn off his phone.

A few seconds later, it stopped and his phone rang again. This time it was a different kind of music. It was a call from home.

"Mom."

"Mo'er, let's go home for lunch." Fu Fengyi's tone was not one of discussion, but rather, he wanted Ye Zichen to reply.

He had originally planned to accompany his mother home for lunch, but unexpectedly, the two of them thought of the same thing.

However, he still asked for confirmation, "Is Director Ye at home?"

"No, he's on a business trip."

"Alright, I'll be home at 11: 20."

Fu Fengyi hung up the phone. Ye Mo also muted his phone and started to focus on his work. After walking for a few days, he did indeed have some work to take care of. He also needed to hold a meeting of senior managers to study an important business plan.

Ye Mo did not hang up, nor did he turn off his phone. Xia Yihan called him many times, but there was no response. Every time she called, her heart was filled with hope, which eventually turned into disappointment.

After many times, she finally gave up.

If he lost his temper, she thought, he might pick it up. Would he be angrier if he didn't calm down, if she did?

Perhaps she had waited too long in her heart to know what was right. What to do, he would be as happy as she would have liked him to be.

Looking up at the blue sky, she suddenly thought of the lyrics: The more blue the sky, the more afraid she would look up. The more perfect the film, the more sad she would feel. The more time she had, the more uneasy she would feel …

At this moment, she was feeling uneasy. She felt like she wanted to grab onto something, so she stretched out her hand, but there was nothing.

When he was in love with Xiao Jun, perhaps it really couldn't be considered as love, he would never have such an uncertain feeling. He was always there, she didn't have to guess, she didn't have to be confused, she firmly believed that he would always be by her side.

Now, she suddenly understood. There was no such thing as' eternally 'in this world. The existence she trusted the most would also one day leave, and it was a departure that she would never return to.

Little Jun, am I wrong? Should I not be tempted by another person? So you're blaming me for missing a man every day as if I was about to collapse. Is this a punishment for me?

Today, they met Cha Hao with wine. When she went, he was grooming a large golden hound. It was as gentle as a man treating his lover.

He treats dogs better than men, wine thought.

The side of his face was handsome, and she watched him for a moment, fascinated.

"Che Hao?" The wine called out to him, but he didn't seem to hear it.

"Hey, the one with the surname Che, Che Hao!"

Only then did Cha Hao turn his head and look at the wine with a slight frown. This time, he didn't pretend that he didn't hear her call him, but sometimes he wasn't used to this name either.

If she called him Mo Xiaojun, perhaps he would have heard her already.

Cha Hao, the meaning of this name was, the Mo Xiaojun who lost his life. The word military had gone to the top, but there was no home. The word Hao had gone to the head. If there was no head, didn't that mean there was no life?

Seeing this woman again reminded him of the Chairman of the Board of Directors, Qian Jin, who was chasing after him. Because they couldn't chase him down, they set fire to his life. Who could have known that by mistake, they wouldn't burn him …

His eyes were a little scary. It didn't seem like he hated her at all. It was almost like he hated her. The alcohol was intimidated by his gaze. The usually talkative her couldn't find any words to say.

"I just, just wanted to ask you, is it okay to eat dog food when you're as big as Rongrong? I'm not here to strike up a conversation. " The wine finally found its own voice and whispered to him.

She thought that if she said that, Che Hao wouldn't be angry at her. Who would have thought that his eyes would turn even stranger?

"What did you say?" Plush? You said the dog was called a fluffy dog? Who named it? " he asked excitedly, grabbing the wine by the wrist.

She was truly scared of drinking. Only then did she know that this man didn't seem to be gay. He seemed to be a bit nervous.

Could it be that the name he gave was not allowed to be changed?

"Too... "The Crown Princess took it. Let go of me. You're hurting me."

"What Crown Princess? What is she?" "Explain to me exactly why you want to call it fluffy!" Mo Xiaojun was getting more and more excited.

Plush, that was the name Xia Yihan had given to that dog in the past. Could it be that the princess consort she was talking about was Xia Yihan?

"Aiya, you're hurting me. What's wrong with Rongrong?" The Crown Princess liked Huang Rong, so she called the little dog Rong Rong. Why not? "How can you be like this? I spent money to buy a puppy, what's its name? We should be free."

Rongrong originally meant it as Huang Rong's intention, but it wasn't like the fluff in his heart. The craziness in Mo Xiaojun's eyes was instantly extinguished, and his reason came back in an instant. How could there be such a coincidence? The owner of the puppy was Xia Yihan. Maybe he really wanted to find her, but every time there was news of her, he couldn't help it.

Yihan, where exactly are you? Are you safe at this moment? Where can I find you? If I don't see you for a day, I won't be able to rest at ease for a day.

Blame me, blame me, if I had...

He let go of the wine and said coldly, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

He was so excited at the time that his hands were red from pinching her wrist, and she rubbed her wrist as she stared at him in disbelief. She asked unhappily, "A name, why are you so excited? What are you trying to catch me for? "

"No reason." Mo Xiaojun said coldly, and continued to comb the golden hair.

He was a lunatic or a lunatic. Ignore him and even say that he was some kind of chosen one or that he was wealthy or handsome. That sign was clearly a lie.

She stood up angrily and walked away, swearing that she would never see him again.

"The snowflake is too small, let's give it some milk for now." Mo Xiaojun's cold voice sounded behind the wine.

The wine snorted, indicating that it was ignoring him and not thanking him.

She walked on, and before she could reach the door, she heard him say, "If you don't want to keep it any more, take it back to the store. I'll buy it."

This person... He was sure that there was something wrong.

However, whether he was sick or not, if she really didn't want to see him again, then at least she owed him, he saved her life before.

The wine turned back and looked at him condescendingly. "Do you not want a woman to pester you?" "Then let me treat you to a meal. We're even now. I don't like owing favors."

"No time." Mo Xiaojun replied coldly without raising his head.

"Forget it!" "Don't say that I'm not in the mood to repay your kindness. If you don't eat it, I'll just treat it as eating it. In the future, we'll be even!" He didn't seem to hear what they were saying.

She was defeated again. She stood there fuming for a long time, but he treated her like air. It was really awkward. In the end, she couldn't find the words to tell him, so she had to leave.

Returning to the mansion, Xia Yihan was still in a daze. Although she said that she was reading a book, she hadn't turned two pages. It seemed like she hadn't moved for several days.