C773 Young Master Ye's maid 695

"Guild Leader, didn't you just want to …"

"That was a misunderstanding. Now, do as I say."

Zhong Yuquan solemnly said. Without waiting for his subordinate to finish speaking, he cut off the phone and smiled at Ye Mo.

"Zimo, Yihan is my daughter. The Son of Heaven has committed the same crime as the commoners because she is my daughter. I have always been impartial and strict. You know that."

Zhong Yuquan's face did not turn red, but his eyes remained wide open as if he was speaking nonsense. The awe-inspiring aura from before had disappeared without a trace, as if he was in a perfect condition to explain his father's helplessness.

Ye Mo didn't want to waste time with people like Zhong Yuquan. Without even looking at Zhong Yuquan, he walked out of the room and left. He was very busy right now and didn't have the time to argue with this cunning old fox.

Zhong Yuquan wished that Ye Mo would leave as soon as possible so that he could arrange the following plan in his heart.

As he watched Ye Mo disappear in front of his eyes, Zhong Yuquan thought to himself, "How great would it be if you just disappeared like this forever. I'm not that good at dealing with Ye Haoran, so I should be careful not to stab you in the back."

The alarm clock on the wall was now pointing to eleven o'clock.

At eleven o'clock, Zhong Yuquan squinted dangerously and closed the curtain behind him. He walked to the safe and opened it carefully. His careful actions revealed that the safe contained the most precious thing in his life.

The door opened with a creak. Inside was a diary and a clean set of clothes. If Xia Yihan saw it, she would definitely yell. Wasn't this clothes hers?

After looking for a while, Zhong Yuquan carefully closed the door again, returning the layout to the original layout.

He had to find a time to destroy these two items. Zhong Yuquan calculated who he could find that was more reliable.

The black-clothed man outside the window secretly watched this scene. However, he didn't know what this old thing was doing through the layers of curtains.

He couldn't grow wings, so now was not the time. He still had to slowly analyze the suspicious points in this case and try to defend Xia Yihan as soon as possible in order to let her be free.

Ye Mo started to think back to when he saw Xia Yihan today, she said that her clothes were at home, and her house was not far from Sis Song's, but they weren't close either. It was impossible for her to appear at the scene of the crime in a short period of time, it seemed like the clothes at the scene of the crime were fake. Da Feng had said that he wanted to tell him the truth. What was the real situation? Zhong Yuquan had arrived on time. It seemed that Da Feng knew something? The Great Phoenix was a breakthrough.

Yi Han even said that the handwriting was Sister Song's. Although Sister Song was gossiping, she did not look like a person with a negative side. How could she have written such terrible words in her diary?

Sister Song, do you have the habit of writing your diary?

Coincidentally, Yi Han had cut up the vegetables. He had killed with a kitchen knife, so he didn't know what to do.

All sorts of evidence pointed to Xia Yihan, but all of them were false.

Ye Mo walked to the window and opened it to take a deep breath. He needed to clear up these doubts, one by one.

A cold wind blew in from the front. It was winter. Seeing that it's the new year, Yi Han, you must be very lonely. A hint of gentleness appeared on Ye Mo's face.

The temperature at night wasn't as high as it was during the day. Xia Yihan hugged her hands and curled up in a corner. Her entire body was cold, but her heart was the coldest.

Xia Yihan clenched her teeth tightly. She definitely wouldn't let Zhong Yushui succeed. If such a reckless person sat in that position, it would only harm him. Even if it was her own father, Xia Yihan still wouldn't support him.

Hearing the sound of the door opening and the glaring light, Xia Yihan squinted his eyes. He didn't know what these people were here for. He was scared, but he pretended to be calm.

Xia Yihan didn't ask him what he was doing. She quickly thought about the situation she was in. He was actually here at 11 o'clock? Considering his special identity, they wouldn't assassinate him. What would happen if he came here? Could it be Zimo? Zimo, you didn't agree to Zhong Yuquan's conditions, right? Don't agree to him, he's not a good person. Xia Yihan kept praying.

No, Mo Yi wasn't a person who prioritised matters. Xia Yihan tried to convince herself.

"Miss Xia, from now on, you are no longer a suspect. Instead, you are under surveillance, so I have to trouble Miss Xia to go to another place."

The one who spoke was a 25-26 year old young man. His childish face was tense, without a trace of expression. His tone was neither servile nor overbearing. His name was Zhao Zhen, and he had just entered the police station. He was still clueless about these people. Zhong Chuquan had just ordered that no one else was willing to come in the middle of the night. The job fell to him.

What condition did Zimo agree to Zhong Yuquan? Xia Yihan stared blankly at the ground, completely ignoring the people standing outside.

"Miss Xia, I'll have to trouble you to come out quickly. It's 11 o'clock now, your residence is a little far from here."

Zhao Zhen said calmly.

"Got it."

During the half an hour drive, Xia Yihan didn't even know where he was, so these people probably didn't have the guts to act recklessly. Xia Yihan quietly sat there, thinking of a plan.

"Miss Xia, this is the key. You can stay here from now on, but if you want to go out, you need someone to accompany you, otherwise …"

"Yes." Xia Yihan took the key and, without even looking at Zhao Zhen, used the light of the car's headlights to open the door to the courtyard.

The environment was decent and there wasn't much noise.

"You can go." Xia Yihan turned around and was about to close the door when she saw Zhao Zhen standing there stupidly. Compared to the policemen who came to the Li family to capture her, this twenty-six year old man was filled with a manly aura, not that much worldly energy.

Zhao Zhen cursed to himself in his heart. Why was it that looking at the back of a person made his imagination run wild?

"Alright, Miss Xia, rest well."

After Zhao Zhen said this, he hopped into the police car. His young face was completely red as he fled into the night sky.

In the dark space, the sound of Xia Yihan's heartbeat was very clear. She could clearly count how many times her heart had jumped. The quieter it was, the more Xia Yihan missed Ye Mo, missed his tyranny, and missed his warmth.

What was Mo doing at this time? Was he sleeping?

Xia Yihan sat quietly in the darkness.

In the Li family estate, the lights were on brightly. Three people sat around the living room with different expressions.

Zhao Wenying wanted to say something but the words were forcefully swallowed back down her throat. Since Yi Han was not Li Mingjun's child, she had no reason to ask him to do anything for Yi Han.

Li He and Tai's long fingers drummed on the tea table, trying to figure out a way.

"What did Zhong Yuquan say to you today?"

Li Mingjun didn't want to ask, but when he thought about it later, this was a clue. Perhaps it could be seen what Zhong Yushui wanted to do, but Zhao Wenying was his beloved, and Yi Han was not his own daughter.

"He …"

Zhao Wenying didn't know how to say such shameless words. Yi Han's biological father had used his daughter to scheme for others. How could Zhong Yuquan do such a thing? Zhao Wenying had changed his mind about Zhong Yuquan. He had gone mad.

Li Mingjun did not urge Zhao Wenying. He looked at her quietly. He did not want to force her. All these years, he believed that Wenying loved him.

"I hope for Yihan to be safe, but I hope that you can follow your heart."

Zhao Wen-ying took that very seriously, emphasizing that it was hard to do both for someone she loved and for a daughter she owed.

"Mom, don't worry, we're all thinking of ways. Tomorrow morning, I'll go find Ye Mo. I believe he's capable, so he came to the east city to see Yi Han on the first day." Li Mingjun truly hoped that he could save Xia Yihan from that dark prison.

"Mm, you can go and find him tomorrow. I'll handle whatever you need." Zhong Yuquan, you shouldn't use Xia Yihan as an example against Ye Haoran. This time, I will let you remember the lesson. Some people can't be moved just because you want to.

Zhong Yuquan, who was hiding in his secret base, felt a gust of cold wind pass by, sending chills down his spine.

His phone rang again. Zhong Yuquan impatiently picked it up without even looking at it and spoke, "Didn't I give the order in front of you? Why are you still calling?"

"Dad, what is your order? Let her go? "

Only after hearing a familiar voice did Zhong Yuquan realize that it was not Ye Mo. Damn it, I was quite frightened by Ye Mo's move today. I was most afraid of seeing Zhong Yunxiang, so I spoke nonsense and dealt with him.

"I'm hanging up, rest early."

Zhong Yuquan cut off the phone without waiting for him to ask more. In order to prevent him from making another phone call, Zhong Yuquan switched off the phone, showing a little hesitation.

On the other side, Zhong Yunxiang blankly stared at the phone as she listened to the busy beeping. She gave the order, but her dad's tone was very nasty, it can't be?

Zhong Yunxiang was worried about Xia Yihan, so when he thought about what his father had said, he became restless.

She dialed Zhong Yuquan's number again.

The phone you dialed is turned off...

In the dead of night, she did not know who to call. She would call the police and they would not tell her. He called Ye Mo, the man that he had once liked and knew was impossible, but now that he mentioned Ye Mo's name, it seemed a lot more natural.

She shook her head and still called Ye Mo. Subconsciously, Zhong Yunxiang didn't want Li He and Tai to care too much about Xia Yihan, so Zhong Yunxiang didn't dig deeper into why she had chosen to call Yimo instead of Li He and Tai.

At that moment, Ye Mo was standing by the window thinking about the suspicious points of the case when his phone rang.

Who would call at this late hour? The corner of Ye Mo's mouth curved up. When he thought that Yi Han was still at the police station, that smile instantly disappeared, and he would go see Yi Han tomorrow and bring her his phone, or else he would also bring himself over.

Zhong Yunxiang. Three familiar characters jumped on the screen of her phone. Why would she call?