Chapter 42

She also looked back at him, whispered in his ear: "you give me your mobile phone, I will never give ye Zimo. If you don't give it to me, I'll tell him that I'll scream now and let him see what you've done to me! You think it over. Your sister's marriage is all in your hands. "

Song Shuhao didn't expect Xia Yihan to have such a persistent and brave side. In fact, he didn't get any substantial things in the photos, so it was not very useful for him to keep them.

"Sister Han, Xia Yihan? Not yet? " Song wanting urged at the door.

Xia Yihan glared at him. His attitude of not bowing his head and not giving in made song Shuhao hate and admire him.

There is no time to think about it. If she doesn't agree with her and she tells the truth, ye Zimo will only cancel the wedding.

Song Shuhao was close to her ear and threatened in a low voice: "mobile phone can give you. You can be smart. If you say it and screw up their marriage, I won't have any scruples. If I don't find a dozen people to turn you around, I won't have a surname of song! "

"Don't worry!" Xia Yihan only said two words, quickly put his mobile phone into her bag, and immediately went out.

Ye Zimo finally saw her, seemingly undamaged, but from her deliberately pretending to be calm, there are still some clues.

Xia Yihan also finally saw him, he sat on the sofa, when his eyes swept over, there was concern that can not be ignored, let her frightened heart instantly found great comfort.

Two people looked at each other for a second or two, ye Zimo said indifferently: "you are really brave. You know that your wife can't sleep without you, and you dare to stay out for the night."

"In the future, without my permission, I will never step out of Ye's villa! Do you hear me? "

Ye Zimo did not less blame Xia Yihan, but no one of his blame let her feel so grateful as today.

She bowed her head and repeatedly admitted that she was wrong: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye, I won't be any more!"

Ye Zimo also stood up and politely said goodbye to his father and mother.

He glanced at song wanting and didn't say anything. Her heart still cluttered.

This matter, originally is infallible, she still looks like in the dream now, does not understand why Ye Zimo will fall from the sky.

Although she believed that song Shuhao should have settled Xia Yihan, she was still afraid under his indifferent gaze.

Song wanting smiles and walks quickly. She reaches out her arms and hugs Ye Zimo's waist.

Song's mother was spoiled and said with a smile: "look, it's hard for a woman to be separated from her mother. I will be engaged tomorrow. Let Zimo go back earlier. "

Song wanting said in a sweet low voice: "Zimo, my parents and I will wait for you and uncle and aunt in the Imperial Hotel tomorrow."

"Well!"

Ye Zimo snorted, took off her arm and strode in front of her.

Although Xia Yihan was still in panic, he did not forget his etiquette. He politely said goodbye to song Fu, song Mu and song wanting, and quickly kept up with Ye Zimo.

Ye Zimo's car was parked outside the yard, and his driver was waiting outside.

He didn't say anything all the way. She was staring at his iron tower like figure from behind.

I don't know why. She has an impulse to rush up and hold him.

She thought, maybe after the tiger was out of danger, her mood was still in excitement, and she felt like she had escaped from death.

As soon as ye Zimo came out, the driver immediately got out of the car and respectfully opened the door of the back seat for him.

"Get in the car!" Xia Yihan receives the order, also gets on the car sits beside him, the driver closes the door.

"What happened in the Song family?" After the driver started the car and drove 200 meters away, ye Zimo asked her in a deep voice.

Xia Yihan thought that he came for song wanting, but called her away by the way.

But he didn't want to, he could guess that she had something to do. Did he come specially for her?

When he recalled what he had said to her just now, it seemed that he had come to pick her up on the pretext that she had to take care of his mother.

All of a sudden, her gratitude to him was unconsciously deeper.

She really wanted to talk about what had happened to her, but she couldn't.

Song wanting and song Shuhao treat her like this, it is indeed a bit vicious, but she is Ye Zimo's fiancee, she is a destroyer.

She should bear it.

"Mr. Ye, nothing happened to me. I fell asleep when you came

He's cheating again!

"So it's nice to be in the Song family, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, Mr. Ye, everyone in their family is very warm to me."

Not yet! Ye Zimo's eyes narrowed dangerously, and suddenly he ordered in a cold voice, "stop!"

The driver put a sharp brake and the car stopped.

"You go down and look around first!" He said to the driver.

The driver opened the door quietly and went down. There were only two people left in the car. Ye Zimo's tall figure pressed close to Xia Yihan.

"Tell me, what happened!" When his face was only a centimeter from her, he stopped and looked at her with eagle eyes.She bowed her head awkwardly, thinking silently, please, don't ask, I don't want to say, also can't say.

However, he did not give her a chance to avoid, and then threatened: "if you don't say so, I will send you back to Song family and song Shuhao now."

He said Song Shuhao directly. Did he really know what happened to her?

She looked at him in surprise, and the expression itself was enough to explain the problem.

"To what extent, did he succeed?" He asked, gnashing his teeth.

What he said was not angry with her, but angry with song Shuhao.

Xia Yihan bit his lips, tears in his eyes, his words remind her of the moment of humiliation, she some can not help their emotions.

Looking at his angular face in front of her, she couldn't help it any longer and threw herself at him tightly.

"Zimo! Ye Zimo! thank you! I'm scared to death! Scared to death

She murmured these over and over, ye Zimo did not continue to ask, her dependence, her call inspired his deepest desire for protection.

He hugged her back and gave her enough security she needed.

Tonight he returned to the villa a little late, but his mother said that Xia Yihan was taken to the Song family, and he almost immediately came.

In the end, she came late, which hurt her, but I don't know how much.

Her body in his arms kept shaking, shaking, proving that she still had the lingering fear.

Ye Zimo has always been proud and has not coaxed a woman. In the face of her fear and fear, he is at a loss.

In order to calm her down, he gently pinched her chin with his fingers, raised her small face, and persistently kissed her small mouth.

The kiss was more persuasive than any other language, and he seemed to prove to her that even if she had just met those things, he would have hated her.

Early secretly promised not to cry in summer, tears or along the cheek roll down.

Salty tears flowed into the mouth he gently kisses. He sucked her tears and comforted her silently.

This is probably the first time she didn't push him away. She was still holding him. For the first time in her mind, she didn't think of Xiaojun.

The touching kiss instantly drew the distance between two hearts. Her heart was stable, his was soft.

Just when they forget to kiss, song Shuhao's mobile phone suddenly rings the jingle of SMS, which makes Ye Zimo frown and let her go.

When the servant entered Ye's house, he took away all the communication equipment. Now Xia Yihan's mobile phone rings in his bag.

Is it the special mobile phone that she contacts with haizhixuan?

"Give me the cell phone in your bag!" He ordered in a deep voice, and his voice returned to its coldness as he thought of the man surnamed Hai.

"No, Mr. Ye, I can't give it to you. This is from Miss Song today. If she knew I'd put my cell phone on... "

Ye Zimo stretched out her hand, and her bag went directly to his hand.

Xia Yihan wants to say something. The bag has been opened by him. He turns song Shuhao's mobile phone out from inside.

His mobile phone interface is still stuck in the last photo he took of her when he violated her.

At that time, Xia Yihan's collar was pulled very low by him, and the skin inside could be seen.

Xia Yihan tightly closed her eyes, she did not dare to see those unbearable pictures.

Ye Zimo, with a cold face, turned over all the photos.

"Damn it! It seems that he is tired of living! "

His low mantra let Xia Yihan get rid of Qi, but also let Xia Yihan fear. She approached him again and asked in a low voice: "Mr. Ye, don't embarrass him. He is your fiancee's brother."

Although these photos make ye Zimo very angry, but from the photos he can still judge that the bastard did not actually invade Xia Yihan, which is lucky.

I don't blame them, sir. What I did was immoral. I hurt them first. This is the punishment I deserve. If this incident affects your engagement with Miss Song, I will really become a criminal. "

"I will not cancel my engagement!" Ye Zimo said coldly.

She breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, she felt a touch of loss.

Yes, what is a woman to him?

She knew that he didn't love song wanting in his heart. Maybe he couldn't even like it.

His engagement, I'm afraid, is a combination of interests.

She didn't think power was important before, but after experiencing the power of power, she knew that he had his own reason in choosing.

And what about her?

At the engagement scene tomorrow, chairman ye will certainly be there in person.

She has to fight to go with her tomorrow and ask Ye Zimo for help. He will be suspicious and will not agree.

What about Madame? Maybe she can help her?

The driver turned around, smoked two cigarettes, and then opened the door again.

Ye Zimo tightly pursed his lips and looked out of the window. Xia Yihan couldn't see the murderous spirit in his eyes.Song Shuhao! He repeated the name twice in his heart and repeated song wanting's twice.

Xia Yihan is still worried about the impact of this matter on Ye Zimo, but ignores her own sense of fear.

It's been quiet all the way back to the villa on the outskirts of the city.

"Night shift in my room."

After getting off the bus, ye Zimo directly gave her an order.