C902 Young Master Ye's maid 824

Two words in ink, this was the best portrayal.

"Uncle, you're so nice. If I had a father, he would be the same as uncle. How nice would that be!" The little boy was almost three years old. His words were like those of a young adult and his thoughts were prematurely mature. Xia Yihan didn't know what to do when she saw Mo Wuji's expression.

Even though it was very faint, she still felt it. Sorry, child, Mom doesn't want you to be without Dad, but Daddy doesn't want you anymore.

He didn't know whether it was better to say that he loved her more than anything else, or that he actually didn't love his ex-girlfriend. Not only that, he had already been captured by her for a long time, and there was no cure in his life.

"Li Mo, how about uncle being your father so uncle can take Mo Li around to play, okay?" Xu Haosheng jokingly said this.

He knew that he liked Xia Yihan, and this was a fact that he couldn't change no matter what. Xu Hausheng didn't want to wait, it had already been three years, and even with his strong feelings, he believed that he had lost it.

"Uncle, but you are uncle!" Even though Mo Li was a child, she knew the difference between her father and uncle.

Xu Haosheng looked at the child with a helpless smile, tempting him, "Nian Mo, as long as you call me father, I will be your father. I can even take you everywhere to play."

Sometimes, children were unable to resist the temptation. After Xu Haosheng recited the few benefits, he just raised his hand and asked Xu Haosheng to be his father.

She had already broken her heart when she saw Ye Mo put on the wedding dress for Big Sister Yun Mo. Seeing him and Mo Xiao Yin messing around with each other, perhaps because he was just rolling around on the bed, Xia Yihan's heart was just broken. But when she saw that dazzling wedding dress, the sound of her heart breaking was exceptionally clear, and even now she could still clearly remember it.

Perhaps he hoped that Xia Yihan would still be able to love him, or perhaps he simply remembered those two's best moments.

"Little Love, go ahead. You can just call this child to me, I'll definitely take good care of him." Everything this child had was good, the only bad thing was his name. When Xia Yihan said that his child was called Nian Mo, Xu Haosheng knew that his future path would be very difficult.

Xia Yihan looked at Xu Haoshan. She could no longer repay his feelings. She knew very well that she could no longer fall in love with anyone.

"Big Brother Xu, thank you!" The only thing Xia Yihan could say was thanks.

Xu Haosheng pursed his lips and looked at Xia Yihan, but didn't say anything. What he didn't want was thanks. These two words pulled them so far apart that Xu Haosheng would never be able to touch Xia Yihan.

Nian Mo stood in front of Xu Haoshan and waved his hand to Xia Yihan.

He didn't know that the couple's previous identity was that of a jewelry designer. They invited Yihan to be their guest at their place, and after that middle-aged woman designed a few necklaces, she let Yihan appraise which one was the best, which made Yi Han give a true evaluation of each and every one of them.

When the two heard Yi Han's words, they decided to accept Yi Han as their last disciple. How could they not have such a good seedling? Yi Han had nothing to do even if he wanted to take the child.

Xu Haosheng wanted to tell Yihan, "Little love, it's not that you're lucky and a good person will get your reward. You're so kind, yet you encountered such misfortune, you should have received such a good treatment long ago."

Xia Yihan did not disappoint. In just a short year, her reputation in the jewelry design industry rose exponentially. Her fame grew as time went by, and she was now the industry leader.

"Mo, wave your hand at Mom." Xu Haosheng looked at the child who was reluctant to part and laughed. This child was clearly reluctant to part with him, yet he still remained silent. Who was he? It seemed to be similar to Ye Mo.

Xu Hausheng finally knew who Ye Mo was these three years, no wonder Xia Yihan was so adamant about him. Ye Mo, on the other hand, was the prince charming in the woman's heart.

In terms of status and position, Xu Haosheng was not afraid to compare with Ye Mo. He was not inferior to Ye Mo. What Xu Haosheng was most afraid of was not being able to compare with the position in the woman's heart.

Little love, do you have the slightest bit of position in your heart for me?

Ye Mo, since you've chosen to give up, it means that you've quit and I won't let you go.

The Ye Family's mansion didn't seem to have changed much. It seemed to have changed a lot.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar face in the mirror, Zhang Qing didn't know why he stayed. The reason Ye Mo asked her to stay was probably because of this face!

She looked just like Xia Yihan, but upon closer inspection, they didn't look that much. Her eyebrows were more sour than Xia Yihan's, and her mouth wasn't as pretty as hers.

"Miss Zhang, Mr. Ye is drunk again." He looked at the girl in front of him and had a bad feeling. It had been three years, and she was now taking care of Ye Mo by his side. The steward had started to treat her with hostility, and after a while, the steward could tell that this girl was just in love with someone she shouldn't have.

"Is he all right?" Every time he went to take care of Ye Mo, Zhang Qing was most afraid that he would get drunk. At that time, Ye Mo was the most real one, and his heart was filled with Xia Yihan; her heart was so small, but it only contained one person, and her heart was so big.

"Ms. Zhang, you should go and see Mr. Ye. He drank too much this time." He knew it was too much to let Zhang Qing go. It was already clear who Ye Mo liked, but the steward had no other choice.

Mr. Ye kept on calling Xia Yihan's name, his voice was filled with tears, and each word was dripping blood. His heart could not bear it.

The steward didn't understand why he had tortured him so much in the past, even though he liked it so much.

After so many years had passed, how was Yi Han? Her child seemed all right.

Zhang Qing stood up and walked to the door before stopping.

"Miss Zhang, I'm begging you." The steward could only beg with his old face.

Seeing the butler's appearance, how could Zhang Qing bear to let a person he liked suffer? He could only blame her for encountering Ye Mo, and even more so, falling in love with him without caring about the consequences.

She was already familiar with the Ye family mansion, so she didn't need to find Zhang Qing to know where Ye Mo was. Those were all places that Xia Yihan had left behind.

From far away, Zhang Qing saw Ye Mo sitting on the floor in the hall. She walked over with a heartache, touching the cold ground. Zhang Qing's heart felt like it was being pierced by needles.

"Yihan, darling, did you come?" Ye Mo raised his head and saw Zhang Qingshi stagger to his feet.

"Zimo, it's Zhang Qing." Zhang Qing muttered in an extremely desolate voice. She thought that the azaleas were probably only worth this much.

Only when Ye Mo was drunk did Zhang Qing dare to call out her name. Yes, the name Zimo had always been her dream.

After Zhong Yuquan was taken away, she chose to stay in the Ye Family. In order to atone for her sins, she also wanted to get closer to the person she loved.

Ye Mo didn't say anything about this and continued with his life of playing with flowers. The longer it was, the more Ye Mo hated it. In less than a year, Ye Mo had already sent Zhang Qing to deal with his harem.

"Yihan, you're Yihan. You're my treasure." Ye Mo squinted at Zhang Qing, and the smile on his face was the most genuine.

"Yihan, you're truly heartless. I hate you."

Zhang Qing hugged Ye Mo and began to hate Xia Yihan, who he had only met once. How could she be so heartless and heartless?

A few minutes later, Zhang Qing laughed at himself for thinking too much. What qualifications did she have to talk about Xia Yihan?

"Zimo, I will always take care of you."

This is an oath, Zimo. You must give me a chance.

"Scram. Xia Yihan, I hate you. I hate you." Ye Mo's sudden shout gave Zhang Qing a fright. She looked at Ye Mo blankly. How many times had he been so capricious?

He said that he hated Xia Yihan and wanted to see her for a long time. If it wasn't for that, where would Zhang Qing have the chance to stay? With his status and status, he would definitely have more money and power than ever before after Zhong Yuquan stepped down. If he wanted his daughter, he would only need to call her "master", and the number of women waiting for him in bed would be too many.

Far away in China, Ye Mo was drunk. How could Xia Yihan not suffer? Her Chinese daughter was also the mother of a child. That was what was truly bitter.

"Wu Xin, you're really great." A woman who had been in the jewelry design industry for ten years spoke her admiration in fluent English. Yes, she really admired this Miss Wu Xin.

There are few yellow people in the industry, not to mention the Chinese, who in their eyes do not have the art cells.

The young Chinese woman used her power to tell them that the art cells in China were truly vast and profound.

"Thank you for your praise." Xia Yihan accepted modestly. Her delicate face was full of smiles, making it so that no one could find anything wrong with her.

The others also warmly thanked Xia Yihan, while their faces were full of the most sincere smiles.

Xia Yihan raised his wine cup and drank the colorful liquid.

She was enjoying the party, but her heart was getting colder and colder.

This prize-winning item was called "Thinking".

This was the story of Xia Yihan using Liang Zhu, as well as the ring that she had designed with an indescribable longing. It linked her fingers to her heart, and she hoped that she could clearly feel the pain when she wore it.