Chapter 542

After lunch, ye Zimo went straight to Fu's, which seemed to go back to the time when Xiaoye Zhengheng was walking. At that time, ye Zimo also worked hard.

Ye Haoran's pupil is full of worry. He has a bad relationship with Ye Zimo. Ye Haoran doesn't say anything.

"Brother, it's Saturday, isn't it a day off?" Yan Qingyan saw Ye Haoran and Fu Fengyi's worry, he said.

"Well, Mr. Ye, today is off." Wine and wine nodded hard.

Xia Yihan looks forward to Ye Zimo. She hopes Ye Zimo can rest at home. Ye Zimo can't sleep well these days.

"It's OK. Fu still has something to deal with. It's the end of the last new project. If we handle it well, we will have a place in this area." After ye Zimo finished, he strode out of the main dining room without waiting for others to speak.

Xia Yihan Yuguang has been watching Lin Dahui open the door for ye Zimo until the familiar car disappears.

Fu Fengyi looks at Xia Yihan worried. She is the one who wants to have children. It is not a good thing if she is in a bad mood.

"Yihan, come and have dinner so that we can go out."

"Ma'am, you are going there. May I go?" As soon as the wine is heard out, her hyperactivity factor will attack.

Fu Fengyi said with a smile: "you and Xiaohan together, I have something to do with Yihan." Fu Fengyi wants to wait for things to be confirmed. Now ye Zimo hasn't opened her mouth. She doesn't want everyone to know.

Everyone is thinking about their own things. Fu Fengyi and Xia Yihan left in Xia Yiqing's car, and Yan Qingyan also left with wine and wine. Ye Haoran is the only one in the huge villa. He feels empty. The housekeeper sees his loneliness and suggests that ye Haoran go to Li Mingjun's house. The housekeeper knows more or less what will happen and what identity Li Mingjun is. He knows very well that if ye Jiahao is good, he will be good.

"It's OK. I'm going out for a walk." Ye Haoran waved to the housekeeper and called his secretary.

"Yihan, Zimo is in a bad mood, so you can be more tolerant." Fu Fengyi reaches out and puts on Xia Yihan's hand. She looks in her eyes and feels pain in her heart.

"It's OK, mom. We've chosen the house, and I believe Zimo will get better." Xia Yihan looks at Fu Fengyi with encouragement. She doesn't know what the result is. She just hopes Fu Fengyi doesn't worry.

"Well, I'll find you some reliable people to take care of your daily life." Fu Fengyi began to plan who to look after her. After all, she was relieved.

Xia Yiqing listened to the conversation between his mother-in-law and his daughter-in-law all the way, and understood what was going on.

"Mrs. ye, Miss Xia, if you don't mind, I can call my parents to take care of the food and drink of Mr. Ye and Miss Xia." Xia Yiqing remembers Ye Zimo's kindness, and he says that his parents are also grateful to him.

Fu Fengyi a good listen, she also want to transfer the housekeeper to Ye Zimo, but the housekeeper left, no one to look after the Ye villa. If Xia Yiqing's parents used to be the best choice.

"Auntie, uncle, are they free?" Xia Yihan looks at Xia Yiqing. She is afraid that Xia Yiqing just brings her parents to repay her kindness. Many things in her family are not taken care of.

"Miss Xia, don't worry. My parents have nothing to do at home. They've been quarrelling about it." Xia Yiqing thinks that his parents want to go out and find something to do. He worries about their health and takes care of Mr. Ye and Miss Xia's life. It's very leisure and he is also at ease. "I'll trouble you." Xia Yihan looks at Xia Yiqing gratefully.

"It's OK. If it's Miss Xia, there's today's Qingqing. By the way, madam, Miss Xia, this is Fu's family. We've been to the Development Zone in the past 15 minutes. All the houses there are newly built this year." Xia Yiqing talked with Lin Dahui a few days ago about the house price here. Now his wife came to see it. Fortunately, he knew it in advance.

The staff saw the valuable luxury car and warmly came to greet the three people.

"Ma'am, Miss Xia, go and see. I'll wait for you here." Xia Yiqing stops the car and tells Xia Yihan Fu Fengyi that he will not go.

"Yiqing, don't tell Zimo about it." Xia Yihan knows Fu Fengyi's idea, she reminds Xia Yiqing.

"Yes, Miss Xia, you go up first."

The waiter with Xia Yihan and Fu Fengyi passed by one house after another. He was a young drifter. Before he and Xia Yihan had opened their mouths, the waiter said without a smile: "madam, miss, come with me. There is another one here. This decoration is good. It will take a week to move in. The price of this set is higher than that one Many, but this set of decoration style is Roman style, the windows are floor to floor windows, one bedroom, one guest room, one living room, one kitchen, two bathrooms, and independent bathroom. " The waiter pointed to the house not far away.

Fu Fengyi thinks that Xia Yiqing's parents will come here to take care of their living room. She doesn't know whether a guest room is OK or not.

"Money is not a problem. First of all, let's talk about our requirements and see if there is one like this." Fu Fengyi interrupts the waiter to open his mouth. She knows it's impolite, but she still does it. Fu Fengyi just wants to find a suitable house quickly. She's not stopping to deal with it, so that ye Zimo can recover quickly.

As soon as the waiter heard that the business was coming, if she made this big deal, her commission would be high, and she could buy what she liked."Yes, ma'am." The young woman is in a good mood and speaks more softly. This is her God of wealth. Can she be gentle?

"First of all, the house should be large, with a master bedroom, which is selected for my son and daughter-in-law. I want to take other people to take care of them. Therefore, we should consider other people's residences, at least two bathrooms, and not less toilets. There should be kitchen, dining room and living room. The most important thing is to have a baby room. " Fu Fengyi doesn't know how long Ye Zimo will live here. Xia Yihan has no children now, which doesn't mean there won't be any children in the future.

Two bathrooms are for convenience. Ye Zimo didn't lack anything from childhood. Only one bathroom is inconvenient.

"Madam, according to your request, our newly developed community is not far from here. I believe the villa inside can meet your requirements." The waiter was overjoyed when she heard this. It's really a good thing. She sold a villa and her Commission was quite a lot.

"Can you show us around?" Fu Fengyi looked at the happy waiter and asked.

"Yes, please wait a moment."

The waiters are eloquent and Fu Fengyi chooses a villa, which meets the current requirements of Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan.

Fu Fengyi boldly took out the bank card to pay directly. For ye Zimo, she didn't care about this money at all.

The waiter looked at the bank card and was happy to see her. She sent Fu Fengyi and Xia Yihan to the door with a smile and said goodbye politely.

After Xia Yiqing saw two people, he went to drive first.

"Madam, Miss Xia, please." Xia Yiqing opened the door and respectfully invited them to get on.

Xia Yihan helped Fu Fengyi to get on the bus before he sat on it and leaned over to fasten her seat belt.

"Yihan, now tell Zimo or?" Fu Fengyi asked with a smile. This is a matter of mind.

"He may be busy now, tell him in the evening." Xia Yihan is afraid to disturb Ye Zimo at this time.

They looked at each other with a smile, and the man was the one they cared for.

Ye Zimo was alone in the office smoking, the curtain opened, and the sun came in. He stood in front of the French window, watching the city full of traffic, people coming and going, thinking how to find song wanting.

Yesterday, he sat in a dream that ye Zhengheng asked him to go to song wanting and ask him to take care of his mother. He couldn't bear to refuse. He always thought he could be cold hearted. Now it seems that he thinks highly of himself.

The last cigarette lies in the ashtray. Ye Zimo takes out his mobile phone and the message begins to be sent.

"Hold on to A-San, and you'll find song wanting. I'll pass on the photo." Ye Zimo didn't put his mobile phone on his desk until he received it from the receiver.

Lin Ling saw Ye Zimo in the corridor. She was very worried.

The knock on the door drew Ye Zimo's sight.

"Come in." Ye Zimo said without lifting his eyelids.

"Mr. Ye, you need the financial statements of this quarter, and the amount of investment in the new plan." Lin Ling has been watching Ye Zimo. She guesses whether she quarrels with Xia Yihan. If Xia Yihan is involved, ye Zimo will be out of control. Without Xia Yihan, ye Zimo is the perfect representative.

"Put it down and go out." Ye Zimo didn't see Lin Ling, so he didn't notice the concern in her eyes. He knew Lin Ling's feelings, but ye Zimo had only one.

Haizhixuan's boy must not know that he has wiped Lin Ling dry. Haizhixuan is good. Lin Ling gives him ye Zimo rest assured. He has no love for Lin Ling as an assistant. He likes it.

Lin Ling stubbornly bit her mouth, she is not good at expression, has been looking at Ye Zimo.

"I'm fine. Aren't you busy with your work?" Ye Zimo reminds Lin Ling with a gentle smile.

"Mr. Ye, if you keep smoking like this, people who care about you must be very sad." Lin Ling came in and smelled the smell of smoke. She also saw the ashtray full of smoke. Lin Ling felt the pain of smoking. She could not directly say that she would be worried.

"It's OK." Ye Zimo waved his hand and picked up the document sent by Lin Ling. It seemed that he just wanted to calm down and think about the problem.

Seeing ye Zimo not looking at her, Lin Ling quietly exits from the outside and closes the door. This kind of Ye Zimo worries her. Lin Ling thinks of Hai Zhixuan. He and ye Zimo are good brothers. Do you want to call him? Maybe he can persuade Ye Zimo.

Haizhixuan was very surprised when Lin Ling called. He didn't contact ice beauty for a long time. Seeing the familiar number, he was surprised to see the pupil behind the spectacle frame.

Haizhixuan didn't know how he thought of Lin Ling's hot body again. He swallowed his throat and asked in a deep voice, "something's wrong." There is no joy or anger in the voice.