Before dawn, ye Zimo has already got up to exercise. Xia Yihan sleeps very well. He doesn't call her.

Xia Yihan was woken up by the mobile phone alarm clock. When she got up, she found that she got up half an hour later than usual.

While she got up in a hurry to wash herself, she was still wondering that she had set the alarm clock at seven o'clock. How could it be changed into seven thirty?

After brushing her teeth, she realized that it must be the guy who wanted her to sleep a little longer and deliberately pushed her alarm clock back.

It seems that she is really lucky to find a man who can do great things but is careful.

She bent her lips and giggled, Xia Yihan, for your favorite man, you should work harder!

She washed quickly, and ye Zimo took a bath after morning exercise and had already entered the door.

"After breakfast, I'll take you to work." Ye Zimo said.

"Go to see Dudu first. We should form the habit of seeing him before going out. In this way, he will look forward to our work in the future." Xia Yihan's attitude is very serious. Ye Zimo kisses her forehead and says, "good."

They went upstairs together, and song wanting had already got up. She was awakened by her baby's morning milk.

When ye Zimo and Xia Yihan come, the child is already full, and is being held by a sister-in-law, patting him on the back.

"Why shoot him? Be light Ye Zimo frowned and said coldly.

His attitude is very strict, even Xia Yihan is a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye! I'll pay attention The sister-in-law replied in a low voice.

Song wanting, however, with a warm smile, explained for the sister-in-law: "Zi Mo, the baby should pat her back after eating milk, otherwise he is easy to vomit. Once you spit, you cry a lot

"So it is. After that, we should pay attention to strength." Ye Zimo said coldly.

"Yes, that's what I said, so that they can't use force when shooting."

"Can you teach me how to shoot this?" Xia Yihan asked the sister-in-law.

"Yes, Mrs. Ye Shao. In fact, it's simple. It's just like this. When he burps, it's proved that it's OK."

"Well, let me try." Xia Yihan takes over Xiaoye Zhengheng. The little guy's black eyes look at her for a long time. She seems to be more sensible than before.

"You see, Mo, he seems to know me, he doesn't cry." Xia Yihan said happily.

"This boy." Ye Zimo also dotingly looked at his son and saw him lying on the chest of Xia Yihan. He felt relieved and a little jealous.

Xia Yihan learned things very quickly and mastered the main points of movements. She held the little guy on her body and patted like sister-in-law. After a while, the little guy burped.

"Oh, it's amazing. It's really burping. Dudu, you are very good and listen to your mother Xia Yihan laughs happily. Maybe the silver bell like laughter makes Xiaoye Zhengheng like it very much. He stares at Xia Yihan all the time. He looks so cute.

Song wanting also has a smile on her face, but she is bitter and jealous in her heart. She really wants to get out of bed and grab her child back.

"Mo, if you say I kiss his face, will he object?" Xia Yihan asked in a low voice.

"Try it." Ye Zimo said with a smile.

Xia Yihan gently leans his lips to the tender face of Xiaoye Zhengheng and kisses him gently, but he doesn't cry.

"He didn't cry! splendid! Mo, you've come to kiss him, haven't you? " Xia Yihan is full of expectation.

Ye Zimo, however, glanced at Xiao Ye Zhengheng and murmured: "a man kisses a man. It's numb. It's not close."

"Well, what kind of man is he? He's just a lovely child. He's your son. Come and kiss him and make him feel that his father loves him very much

Ye Zimo really doesn't want to let Xia Yihan down. Of course, in his heart, he is still eager to be close to his son.

He came over a little awkwardly, his lips leaning against the little guy's face. As soon as he got close to it, the little guy cried with a cry.

This time, ye Zimo's face immediately changed, and Xia Yihan was a little flustered.

Although song wanting doesn't like Xia Yihan's approach to her children, she hopes Ye Zimo will get closer. Yeh Moken kisses the child, which is a great progress. When she is secretly happy, the child cries, which makes her anxious and angry.

Son, son, why are you so frustrated? Why are you crying?

"I'm sorry, doodle. I'm sorry. It's not good for your mother to let your father kiss you. OK, OK, stop crying, mom will sing for you, OK? Sing two tigers. Two tigers, two tigers run fast, run fast... "

Xia Yihan is shaking and singing, coax a sweat all over his body. Fortunately, Xiaoye Zhengheng's mood is not too bad, and is soon coaxed by her.

When the child cried, ye Zimo was extremely nervous, and his face was also tight.

"Yihan, let's go to work and give them the children." When the child doesn't cry, ye Zimo said softly.Xia Yihan looked at Xiaoye Zhengheng again and felt that they were more familiar with each other this morning. She was more confident that she could have a good relationship with him.

And song wanting, for her own victory also more confidence.

She firmly believes that Xia Yihan will fall into the hands of this child one day.

"This boy, his father kisses him, he dares to cry." Ye Zimo thought highly of himself. He thought that if he gave his son a kiss, his son would not be grateful and immediately laughed.

How could you have thought that Xia Yihan was so happy to kiss him? When he did, he not only ignored him, but also cried.

Xia Yihan chuckled and said, "look at your chin. Even if you shave your chin, your chin is hard. If you grind your face, you will cry."

"How hard is my chin?" Ye Zimo reached out and touched two times and said, "it's not hard. You haven't said that my chin is hard, and I'm stubble pricking."

"My skin and Dudu where can compare, he was just born, than skinned eggs are thinner." Xia Yihan said jokingly.

"No, I'll check it out." Ye Zimo finished, he put Xia Yihan to the side of his body, his chin rubbed against her small face, rubbed it twice and then let go, and saw that the place he had rubbed turned red.

"Your skin is as tender as xiaozhengheng. It seems that he has a good reason to cry. I thought he didn't like me."

"Are you afraid that others will not like you? I thought you didn't care. If you want people to like you, you have to look like a good dad, get close to him and play with him more. " Xia Yihan takes the opportunity to guide him, but ye Zimo just hums.

"It's natural for a son to like Lao Tzu. He wants to play with him. I won't play with him. If he likes me or not, I won't beat him."

"Don't be so tough. You can see that you don't even call your father every day. Did your father beat you?"

Ye Zimo's eyebrows moved, the tiger's face, pinched a Xia Yihan's face son, said in a deep voice: "don't talk nonsense, what do you know."

"Yes, I don't understand. I know the old people often say that old cats sleep on the roof from generation to generation. I think you need to change the stink. You can see how much parents Xiaohan calls his parents. Really, for the children who have been wandering for a long time, it will be very lucky to call their parents. You have been around your parents for many years and you can't feel it. It's because you don't know what you're blessed with. "

Xia Yihan talks to Ye Zimo with great care, but he wants to make him a good son like Yan Qingyan, and don't make his father unhappy.

"I'm not used to it."

"Who said that, he must be used to it, not only used to it, but also very happy. Mo, seriously, can you call next time you go back? I'll cheer you on. Don't be embarrassed. I'm sorry to call dad. "

"If anyone is embarrassed, I just don't like shouting."

"Good, good, you are not embarrassed, then you call me to listen, I like to listen to."

"OK, OK. It's boring not to talk about this topic. You don't listen to me, Mo Nong? " Ye Zimo digs off the topic. Xia Yihan, knowing that she has already talked about it, no longer talks about it. Instead, he follows Ye Zimo's words: "listen, of course. What's the matter with Xiaonong?"

"I think of a person who is very suitable for him. That person is the son of vice president of Dongjiang, and his name is Liao Weidong. Last time we got engaged, he came, too, but you may not be impressed. I'll send someone to ask him what he means today. If he wants to, we'll invite him to dinner in the evening and let the two meet

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo gratefully and said excitedly, "really? If he wants to, Xiaonong will be very happy. She really wants to marry a rich and powerful man. Besides, she is so good and has a lovely personality. It would be great if she could succeed. Mo, you are so kind to me

"Fool, in fact, could have found a better person than Liao Weidong." It's just that Mo Xiaonong's personality really makes him have no confidence, and he is not good at being a media.

"It doesn't matter what the conditions are. Xiaonong pays more attention to some external things, which she doesn't understand yet. In fact, the most important thing for a person is his character and sense of responsibility. As long as a man does not have a heart, has a responsibility, and knows how to cherish women

"Is that your standard?" Ye Zimo asked jokingly.

"Of course." Xia Yihan answered very seriously.

"Your standard is too low." Ye Zimo snorted, but Xia Yihan said, "no, it's not easy for a man to do these things. For example, how many men can escape? As for treasure, it is even more difficult to do it. "

Xia Yihan is just sentimental, Ye's face is dark.

"Of course, my men have done it, and they are much higher than I expected. I am so lucky!" Xia Yihan's sweet smile, a few in a row, finally let Ye Zimo's self-esteem get great satisfaction.

Xia Yihan asked some details about Liao Weidong. As they walked, they said that they went to the restaurant for breakfast. Ye Zimo took her to work.After talking about Mo Xiaonong, he almost arrived at Xia Yihan's company.

"At noon, we'll go to Dongjiang restaurant for dinner. I'll wait for you here at 11:45." Ye Zimo kisses Xia Yihan's forehead and says gently.

Such a conversation, of course, makes her feel sweet.

"Good." She answered cleverly.

Ye Zimo watched her enter the office building before turning to work.

Xia Yihan is really in a good mood. He thought that Princess Yahui's shadow would last for a long time. He didn't expect that it would pass so soon.

She thought that as long as there was trust in her heart, those problems would not exist.

"Hello, director Xia!" Everyone would say hello to her wherever she went, which made her feel embarrassed.

If it's because of her achievements and her colleagues treat her like this, she takes it for granted that their respect has nothing to do with her work level.

They first knew that she was Li Hetai's sister, and then they knew that she was Ye Zimo's woman, so everyone dared to provoke her. But behind their backs, their mouths never show mercy.

She was said to be a vase, that she was clinging to a man by her young face, and she had heard anything unpleasant.

She didn't want to retort, but she knew that if she told them to shut up, it would only make them think that she was angry and that she was bossing.

So the only way to convince them is for her to work hard and make a plan that makes them look different.

Xia Yihan went back to the office and focused on his work. After a while, when he went to the bathroom, he heard two female employees talking.

"Did you see the news? Mr. Li spent the night with some princess

"I've seen it. Li is really good. I'm so handsome that he can even take the princess."

Xia Yihan went back to the office and quickly closed the door, "right? What a special hobby you have Li and Tai bent up his mouth to suppress the feeling of being stuffy in his heart and said softly.

"What's so special about it? My hobby is more than that. Show you this! " Princess Yahui pushed Li Hetai aside, sat up, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out a delicate jewelry box from it.

Li Hetai is a little strange. I don't know what kind of medicine is sold in her gourd.

When she opened the box, he knew what was in it. It turns out that inside is a curly hair, each hair hair hair in a special small grid, the grid has a name.

He saw that the name on the most edge of the grid was Ye Zimo in English.

"Yihan, if he really had an affair with Princess Yahui, or voluntarily, what would you do?" Li Hetai asked heavily.

Li Hetai is not an impulsive person, otherwise he will tell Xia Yihan a series of evidences he found.

The more Xia Yihan said he believed in Ye Zimo, the more difficult it was for Li Hetai.

He could imagine what a blow Xia Yihan would have done to her if she knew Ye Zimo was really close to Princess Yahui or was willing to.

She may no longer believe in love, or she may never get out of the shadow of Ye Zimo.

After all, ye Zimo's kindness to Xia Yihan is well known to the world. No one can believe that he will betray Xia Yihan.

Even he himself did not want to believe that ye Zimo was really so miserable.

"Yihan? Answer me Li Hetai's voice was cold and firm. Xia Yihan flashed his mind for a moment, and then answered him in a very firm tone: "brother Hetai, the kind you said may not exist. I believe him."

"What if I say I have evidence?" Li Hetai frowned.

"No matter what evidence you have, I don't believe he will betray. Even if you give me a video of them going to bed with my own eyes, I will only think that my Ye Zimo is threatened by her. And Tigo, I love him. Since I love him, I have to trust him. And I can feel his love, I also believe in his character, his personality. He will never betray me for his own selfish desire, I am sure

Xia Yihan's attitude is so firm that it seems that no one is allowed to speak ill of Ye Zimo.