Chapter 505

Zimo, it's Mo, he's here.

Xia Yihan has some red eyes. She blinks with tears and looks at the person who is familiar with only a back figure and won't forget to appear in front of him. Ink, it's good to see you again. She can solve the pain of Acacia.

Just one night, Xia Yihan ran to Ye Zimo crazily and held Ye Zimo tightly. Once he let go, he would be far away. Xia Yihan didn't know why he suddenly had such an idea. She didn't care about other things. She just held Ye Zimo tightly.

"No It's OK. It's OK. " Ye Zimo is not used to such a fragile Xia Yihan. Yesterday, she was so strong. All along, this weak woman has a strong heart.

In front of others, ye Zimo always touches the hair in front of her eyes and comforts Xia Yihan in a clumsy and soft voice.

The warm atmosphere surrounded them.

"I was here only yesterday. Why are you here today? And you You promised me What does a clock look like? "

No matter how bad Zhong Yuquan is, Xia Yihan's blood is still flowing in his blood vessels. Let Xia Yihan call Zhong Yuquan directly, but she can't call out. Finally, she calls president Zhong.

Looking at the short face because of worry and rendering red, bright eyes are also full of uneasiness, ye Zimo these days backlog of troubles are gone.

Suddenly want to see a Han angry look, ye Zimo frowned handsome eyebrows, embarrassed looking at Xia Yihan, a few minutes later turned his head did not speak.

"Mo, do you mean to promise president Zhong some harsh conditions?" Xia Yihan stretched out his thin white hand and turned the head of Ye Zi Mo to look at himself. Ye Zimo controlled the corners of his mouth, which was unnaturally tight.

Xia Yihan plays the leading role honestly according to Ye Zimo's imagination.

"It's not a condition, it's just..."

Speaking of this, ye Zimo wanted to stop talking and to stop talking.

When Xia Yihan looked at this situation, ye Zimo was not an emotional person. He was domineering. He would not like to say that he was going to rest. Did he really agree to some appalling conditions and sign an unequal treaty? Xia Yihan began to play his imagination and guess.

My face is not very good. I'm a little thinner than before.

Yihan, your facial expression has always been so rich, ye Zimo endured a smile to look at his big eyes, worried to look at his own Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan has been restless in Ye Zimo's arms. She hates her father. No, she wants to go back and let Mo not agree with him.

"Mo, we don't promise him, OK? I like the smaller house before. It's too big. I'm alone. I'm afraid." Xia Yihan said in a low voice, big eyes have been looking at Ye Zimo, deeply afraid that ye Zimo shakes his noble head, or opens his sexy lips and says no.

One Han, you have always been thinking about others, how can you not consider yourself, I am your man, is your dependence.

"Mo, let me go. Let's go to President Zhong now."

Xia Yihan uses both hands and feet to get rid of Ye Zimo's arms, but he doesn't care to call the bell President more and more smoothly.

Ye Zimo hugs Xia Yihan tightly. Eyes from the beginning of the light brown began to deepen, thick feelings slowly opened, and finally become deep bottomless.

"No, not for a lifetime."

Thinking of those excellent men around Xia Yihan, ye Zimo said childishly, Xia Yihan, I don't care what the next life, the next life, this life, you Xia Yihan is my Ye Zimo's woman, can only be my woman.

Contact Ye Zimo's deep eyes, high nose, sexy lips, Xia Yihan is deeply involved in it. She has some dry mouth and can't help swallowing.

Xia Yihan swallows his mouth in a muddleheaded way. He doesn't know that he has become the Chinese food of Ye Zimo. His snow-white neck is exposed under Ye Zimo's eyelids, and his eyes suddenly set off a huge wave.

"Baby." Ye Zimo said two words in a low voice. The good male voice has magic, which makes Xia Yihan sink. Holding up Xia Yihan and leaving Lin Dahui in the car, he goes straight to this strange house.

The door closes in Lin Dahui's eyes.

Xia Yihan has some difficulty swallowing saliva, baby two simple words let her suddenly whole body soft, can't say a word.

Ye Zimo gently kisses the red lips he has been dreaming of for many days. The familiar taste makes him want a lot.

"Baby, I miss you." Ye Zimo's deep voice sounded.

The word "baby" makes Xia Yihan's heart throb slightly, and her heart beats fast. She also wants Ye Zimo. Xia Yihan doesn't speak, but kisses back heartily. For a long time, she still kisses this person with green and astringent feelings.

In Ye's house, there will be a big play.

The second floor is the forbidden area of Ye's family. There are only two maids who seem to be simple but are actually bodyguards. They are on duty.

Song wanting sits next to the cradle.

Xiaoye Zhengheng lies quietly.

These days, people are busy with Xia Yihan's affairs. Song wanting has been kept in the dark. If she hadn't gone to the bathroom to overhear the conversation between two domestic servants yesterday, she would not have known that Xia Yihan was in prison.Xia Yihan, is it that the sky on your face can't stand your happiness?

Song wanting ponders how to stop Ye Zimo from saving Xia Yihan. With her, song wanting can't do it. With the help of so many people around Xia Yihan, I really don't know what kind of bad luck Xia Yihan has taken. Song wanting is unwilling to do it.

Looking at the sleeping child in the cradle, song wanting thinks maliciously. Xia Yihan, song wanting is a rotten life in Ye Zimo's eyes, but ye Zhengheng is not. Ye Zimo no longer likes Ye Zhengheng, and their father-child relationship is indelible.

Boy, I'm sorry. Don't blame mom. Mom can't help it.

Song wanting reaches out her white magic grip and slowly approaches Ye Zhengheng. Ye Zhengheng is still sleeping quietly with shallow dimples on her face.

Looking at such a lovely child, song wanting suddenly retracts her hand. After all, it's the flesh on her body. She can't get down to it.

The gloomy eyes are full of struggle.

"Whoa, whoa..."

The sudden cry in the quiet room was very loud.

Song wanting is still pondering how to start. Ye Zhengheng's cry is really timely rain.

"Son, what's the matter with you? Don't scare mom." Song wanting said with a cry, but also secretly aimed at the door.

"You can't, son." Song wanting suddenly screams, ye Zhengheng small face has been tightly tangled, seems to be suffering from great pain.

The woman outside the door frowned slightly. Mr. Ye doesn't like song wanting, but ye Zhengheng is still surnamed Ye. Song wanting's voice, can't young master have an accident?

Song wanting slammed open the door and said, "I want to see ye Zimo, I want to see him."

"Miss Song, I'm sorry, Mr. Ye said you can't leave the second floor."

"Call me. I'll call him." Song wanting knows that she can't go down to the second floor at all, so she can only get back to the second floor.

"But."

"His son is dying. Can you take the responsibility? "

Song wanting doesn't give the maid a chance to speak. Her voice is sharp and her eyes are filled with anger. Her anger is not fake. She thinks that she is alone here. Ye Zimo accompanies Xia Yihan all day, and all her love is given to Xia Yihan. Song wanting's accumulated dissatisfaction and resentment burst out at once.

The maid thought that she was just a servant, and the young master was the flesh and blood of his husband. This is an indisputable fact. She stretched out her rough hand and took out her mobile phone.

Song wanting grabs the mobile phone without looking at the maid. She lights up the screen without a password lock. Song enters the familiar number directly, which has been imprinted in her heart and wants to forget.

Ye Zimo kisses Xia Yihan, both of them miss each other very much, and they are burning with firewood.

A burst of bell, ye Zimo did not want to die, but also can only stand up.

The bell is from the maid who guards song wanting. Song wanting, you'd better be calm.

Ye Zimo asked with a cold face: "what's the matter?"

Without waiting for ye Zimo to finish speaking, song wanting's voice reaches Ye Zimo's eardrum through radio waves. "Zimo, children, children..." Song wanting did not finish crying, ye Zhengheng's cry is also appropriate at this time.

"Say, what's wrong with him." Ye Zimo's cold face became darker.

Xia Yihan arranges her clothes in silence. She doesn't blame song wanting and doesn't resent Xiaoye Zhengheng. She walks to Ye Zimo with a smile. Embracing Ye Zimo from the back, silently conveying comfort.

Song wanting's cry on the phone is very sad.

"Zimo, come here quickly. Even if you don't like me, the child is innocent."

Song wanting cried and said, her eyes began to gather frost, and the maid beside her rubbed her hands. How could it get colder and colder.

"I see." Song wanting is guilty. Ye Zhengheng is just a child. He shouldn't bear this unwarranted crime. As he said himself, a child cannot choose his mother.

Ye Zimo hung up the phone and called the hospital. After a simple explanation, he hung up the phone. Looking at Xia Yihan apologetically, he seemed to have to separate. He must go over now to see if song wanting is playing a trick. In an extraordinary period, song wanting, you'd better not do something.

"Yi Han."

"Mo, don't say anything. Go ahead. Children need you. I am an adult and can take care of myself." Xia Yihan thinks of Xiaoye Zhengheng and feels warm on his face, hoping that he is OK.

Lin Dahui thought that it would take at least one or two hours for Mr. Ye to come out. He didn't expect to see Mr. Ye's tired figure soon.

"Go back."

Ye Zimo simply told Lin Dahui to turn a blind eye to the eyes behind him. He didn't want to turn back. He just didn't dare to go back. He just got together and separated. Ye Zimo believed that he had begun to get sick. A disease called Acacia was incurable. The only antidote was Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan watched Ye Zimo leave. Before ye Zimo left, she began to miss her.

The sound of the car has disappeared, and the shadow of the car has disappeared. Xia Yihan is not worried about his own situation, but whether ye Zhengheng is in critical condition.

Xiaoye Zhengheng, you must be good, Han mother wants to see you grow up."Miss Xia, this is what Mr. ye brought to you."

Lin Dahui ran over in a hurry and stopped the beautiful woman who was going to close the door.

Xia Yihan heard that ye Zimo brought something to him. He ran over quickly like stepping on a wind and fire wheel and took over the package.

"Thank you." She kept murmuring.

"Miss Xia, Mr. Ye has always been very concerned about you. You should take good care of yourself, and you can't let Mr. Ye have worries in the future." The iron and steel man is afraid that ye Zimo will be angry if he leaves Xia Yihan in a hurry. He knows that Xia Yihan is also worried about Xiaoye Zhengheng.

"Well, I know. Please take care of Mo in the future, please." Xia Yihan sincerely said that she hoped he could be happy.

When Lin Dahui's figure disappears, Xia Yihan hugs the package tightly. This time it's really gone.

Lin Dahui really can't understand. Mr. Ye obviously Miss Miss Miss Xia. Why didn't he personally give the package to Miss Xia? Miss Xia obviously missed Mr. Ye and didn't ask to stay.