Chapter 850

Smelling the wet and cold air again, Xia Yihan couldn't help sneezing, and a suit with a faint smell of tobacco covered Xia Yihan's body.

Ye Zimo did not speak, and his arm was gently pulled. Xia Yihan asked in a low voice: "why didn't you see the car?"

"What do you say?" Ye Zimo said without good breath, let the passers-by to inquire about the plane, knowing that Xia Yihan entered the police station C, and he rode a taxi to come.

"So you took a taxi?" Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo in disbelief, then said with a bitter smile: "maybe we need to sit again."

Ye Zimo raised eyebrows and went to a car. He said a few words to the people in the car. He took out a gold card and said, "not yet." Ye Zimo said to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan hurried into the car, the heating in the car made her feel much more comfortable. "What about Chuqing and Aoer?" Xia Yihan said to Ye Zimo from the co pilot's seat.

"Xia Yihan, if you run away so inexplicably next time, don't blame me for being rude." Ye Zimo originally put his hand on the steering wheel and broke off Xia Yihan's head. Looking at Xia Yihan's eyes, ye Zimo said earnestly.

Ye Zimo's eyes are too focused, Xia Yihan's face can't help but coax a red, ye Zimo smiles and kisses her side head.

Kissing and ye Zimo's usual calm style is very different, eager with endless demands, ye Zimo is scared, that kind of loneliness and despair in the vast sea of people searching for a person makes him urgently need comfort.

"Beep, beep." The harsh whistle makes Ye Zimo frown slightly. Xia Yihan returns to his mind and quickly avoids Ye Zimo's kiss. He pulls away Ye Zimo's hot palm which has been placed in his waist.

Ye Zimo quietly looked at the license plate through the rearview mirror, pursed his lips and drove away. The rooms in the hotel are still in the style of Ye Zimo, which is incomparably luxurious.

Xia Yihan sits on the empty sofa unconsciously turning the stage, numbly looking at the image in the stage.

"There have been many cases of abduction and abduction in this city. I hope that all parents can take good care of their children and pay more attention when they go out." The host's sweet voice rang out.

Xia Yihan felt the pain in his heart and quickly changed the channel. "Mom, where are you? Please don't sell me. I will do a lot of things, clean and cook, and wash clothes. Will you give me back to my mother?" Five or six-year-old children squat on the ground, looking at a cold looking woman, small hands in the blood red.

Xia Yihan has already started to shed tears. He is filled with remorse. The remote control in his hand was taken away. Ye Zimo casually changes one. He raises Xia Yihan's head behind the sofa and looks at Xia Yihan.

"Put all that you think in your head right now into the night of Los Angeles."

"But Chuqing is still so young and proud. What if she sells them?" Xia Yihan couldn't stop tears when he thought of any possibility.

Ye Zimo sighed and picked up Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan struggled: "what do you do, you obscene devil, how can you still think about these things now?"

Ye Zimo was stunned, then the corner of his mouth slightly raised, showing a beautiful arc, evil spirit said: "what do you think I want to do?"

Ye Zimo's lips close to Xia Yihan's uncontrollable heartbeat missed a beat. In a flash, two people have come to the study. Ye Zimo holds Xia Yihan and sits on the chair. Xia Yihan wriggles uneasily.

The buttocks were gently patted by Ye Zimo, and the clear and crisp sound came out: "be honest, don't move."

The chair in the hotel is wide and thick, Xia Yihan can only be honestly hooped in his arms by Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo points to open the video, and the haizhiquan in the video picks eyebrows: "Yihan?"

An embarrassed nod, hands do not know where to put. Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan's hand and said lightly: "continue."

Haizhiquan nodded and continued: "the woman's family background should be good. Her husband is a real estate agent, and she made a small fortune. But when she went to the United States for a tour, I didn't know why the child seemed to be abducted or lost by this woman. So this woman went crazy, sometimes very normal, and sometimes crazy."

Ye Zimo nodded to Hai Zhiquan, then turned off the video and looked at Xia Yihan. He said, "to show you these is to make it clear to you that those you think will not appear. Chuqing is very safe now. The people who catch her will not sell her and are not our enemies."

Xia Yihan nods at a loss. In the photo, the woman looks at her child's gentle eyes and makes her understand that it is only a mother who can have it.

A gentle touch came from the abdomen, and then gradually moved up. Xia Yihan quickly covered his restless swimming hands under his clothes, and flushed his face and said, "I haven't taken a bath yet."

Ye Zimo raised eyebrows, "are you inviting me?"

Xia Yihan quickly shakes his head. The burning heat between her thighs makes her hard to think. Her body is lifted up in the air. Xia Yihan exclaims: "where to go?"

"Take a bath."

In the bathroom, a bath as big as three adults occasionally ripples, as if shaking with the low voice around.The head of the showerhead sprays hot water with mist. The fog surrounds the people lying on the wall and behind him, which makes people see unreal.

The cold wall and the hot behind make Xia Yihan uncomfortable frown, and then the head is forced to carry out further bonding.

Xia Yihan can't tell whether the hot one is the pengpeng head sprayed with hot water, or the low voice behind him.

The night is very long. Ye Zimo looks at Xia Yihan, who has fallen into a deep sleep. He kisses Xia Yihan's forehead gently and walks into the study barefoot. There is a huge video camera on the wall of the study.

"Mr. Ye, it seems that there is a mysterious force that has been purchasing the shares of the minority shareholders of Ye's group. There is also the fact that the senior management has been unable to live. Both Mr. Li and Mr. Zhang have resigned, and the rest of Ye is ready to move. I am checking their Swiss account number to see if there is suddenly a large amount of money pouring in."

Zhang Fengyi has a detailed report in the video, it seems that this Ye's crisis is just a small routine meeting. Ye Zimo nodded, aiming at a small head beside Zhang Fengyi.

Ye Zimo raised his eyebrows: "your son?"

Zhang Fengyi wryly smile: "even if it is cell division, it is impossible to grow that big." The camera moves to a black boy.

"Ye Bo, according to his wife's meaning, seems to be to let him learn how to help master nianmo from childhood." Ye Zimo looked at the boy carefully for the first time.

He is very good. He has a stubborn eye and a butterfly scar on his arm. This child is good. Ye Zimo nods, which is approval.

Summer Yihan suddenly woke up, the dream is still early Qing, with a lovely smile of the chain "Chu Qing!" Xia Yihan murmured and buried himself in the quilt.

The quilt has a light smell of disinfectant, and the sound of knocking the keyboard comes out of the study. Xia Yihan opens the door lightly, and ye Zimo is beating the keyboard with glasses.

There is a faint smell of tobacco in the room. Xia Yihan sees that the ashtray beside him has been filled with cigarette butts. Ye Zimo didn't sleep all night?

Gently cover the door, Xia Yihan came to the kitchen, the hotel designed an independent kitchen, Xia Yihan took out cucumber, tomato and toast.

Cut the toast into diagonal triangles, put the ham slices on the toast, add cucumber and tomato, and butter. Xia Yihan makes it very quickly. When he wants to put it in the oven, he is stunned.

I don't know whether the hotel rooms feel that the customers living in the presidential suite don't need to cook by themselves or what. There is no oven in the kitchen of Nuo da.

Xia Yihan walked around the room with his sandwich, then turned his eyes to the ironing machine. The door opened slightly, a dish stretched in, ye Zimo picked eyebrows.

Xia Yihan rubbed into the room with a dish and milk. Ye Zimo put down his work and looked at Xia Yihan's sandwich and said, "I remember there is no oven in this room."

Speaking of this, ye Zimo is also very depressed. He intends to complain about the hotel. Xia Yihan nods, smiles and gesticulates with his hand: "I see that there is an iron in the storage cabinet next to the kitchen, so I wrap the sandwich with tin foil, and then heat it on the sandwich with the iron for a while. I think it should be good!"

Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, who was dancing in the air. He took it and sniffed at the aroma of the other party. His tone was full of smile: "good morning!"

The two quickly finished the sandwich. Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo's computer full of data about infant milk powder and asked strangely, "are you going to enter the milk powder industry?"

Ye Zimo took a look at the computer and asked, "what is Chuqing?"

"Early clear? Chuqing is a human being. " Xia Yihan's strange answer, and then ye Zimo gently knocks on his forehead.

"Chuqing is a baby, which means that she needs milk powder. Judging from the family background of this woman, she can't drink very cheap milk powder for Chuqing, and expensive milk powder needs to be bought in exclusive stores." Ye Zimo explained to Xia Yihan carefully.

Xia Yihan clapped his hands and called: "I know, that woman must go to the milk powder store if she wants to buy milk powder, so we just need to catch this woman in the milk powder store!"

Ye Zimo nods his head in appreciation and kisses the tip of Xia Yihan's nose. "Smart!"

"However, if the milk powder shops in Los Angeles want to let people stay at home one by one, it may be very difficult to do it. By then, Chuqing may have grown up!" Xia Yihan thinks of the TV scene again, and his lacrimal glands begin to cry.

"You know, you are now the last piece of land with the most value in China." Ye Zimo said meaningfully.

In the conference room, a group of big and three thick men looked at the small woman in professional clothes. Xia Yihan, wearing lotus root color wide leg trousers and lotus root color suit, set off his figure in a concave and convex way, with long black hair curled up, revealing his delicate features.

"So the purpose of recruiting all the milk powder manufacturers in Los Angeles is to open the largest milk powder store in China?" The milk giant of Los Angeles ponders over Wen Xia Yi Han.

Xia Yihan nodded and said: "yes, now our country has a large population, resulting in a large demand for imported milk powder. What's more, I own hundreds of millions of yuan of land tangible assets, and you will not lose in any way."