Xia Yihan is almost desperate. If he insists, she will not sacrifice her body. She can only leave. The sentence

was not qualified, and she was grateful that she could stay anyway.

Just hope that the person she wants to meet will come earlier, so she won't have to walk on thin ice beside Mr. Ye, who is difficult to serve.

Xia Yihan followed his steps and walked down the corridor to the door of the last room, where he stood with his hand in his trousers pocket, waiting for her to open the door.

She lowered her head and twisted the metal door handle, whispering, "Mr. Ye, please!"

He stepped into the bedroom without facial expression, and Xia Yihan followed up with some nervousness.

His bedroom is different from the magnificent European style of the outside, which is dominated by gold. The light inside is dim, and the wallpaper is purple-black in color. It looks dark.

The bedroom is very large, and the bed is very large, at least two meters wide. The color of the bedding is mainly black.

The only light in the room is from the crystal chandelier above the bed, except that the base of the crystal chandelier is black.

Looking at the gloomy layout of the bedroom, Xia Yihan seems to have found the reason why the surname Ye behaved indescribably.

"Close the door!" With a solemn command, Xia Yihan subconsciously bit his lip again, or turned back and closed the door.

Leaf ink hand stretches toward the waist belt, unfastens neatly, just like in the bathroom last time, naturally takes off all the clothes and pants, leaving only a pair of pure black flat-angle underwear.

Xia Yihan did not dare to look at him, nor did he give more instructions. After taking off, he went straight to a door in the corner of his bedroom.

She guessed that he was going to take a bath, and she was supposed to follow him, so she kept up with him silently, but he said coldly, "Don't follow up."

She couldn't ask for it and stopped immediately.

In the interval between his baths, she didn't know what she could do, nor how she could be on night shift in the people's bedroom. Was it like a court maid's vigil in ancient times?

She stood there, her eyes attracted by two photographs on his nightstand.

Looking closer, a group photo was taken at the Forbidden City. It is estimated that it has been some years and the edges are yellowish. The little boy in the picture may be Ye, with a childlike smile on his face. A woman is holding him lovingly. It should be his mother.

Another is a recent photo. Like the characters, the background is Prague Square, where Xia Yihan's heart yearns for infinite.

In this chapter, he hung his lips tightly, without a trace of laughter on his face, and his mother's loving look remained the same.

Xia Yihan looked at the photos in dismay and thought: Why are all the pictures of him and his mother? Does he have a bad relationship with his father?

So, she...

Just thinking about it, he suddenly felt a warm breath floating in his ear, and his voice sounded softly: "Interested in this? It's just a picture of my mother and son.

Xia Yihan was shocked, then calmed down his mood and explained in a low voice, "I'm sorry, I just don't know what to do here, so I just looked at it casually."

...

Ye Zimo's expression was unbelievable, but he didn't say anything. He just pointed to the sofa at the end of the bed and said, "Sleep!"

He didn't say what to do in the evening either. She always thought he did it like she had seduced him last time. Maybe it was just to see her embarrassed by the women tomorrow.

They certainly won't let her down. If he had to torture a woman like that to be fun, she wouldn't let him down.

She lay down on the sofa. He also lay down on his broad bed. He had just known each other for two days, so strangely living in the same room. Maybe he was used to being served, so he could take off his clothes so naturally in front of her, but she was not used to being so close to a strange man.

He's like a devil, making her feel like a cat catching a mouse, trying to tease her. Is it really that interesting?

Leaf ink, which seems to have fallen asleep, is actually very alert and has been watching her every move in a dark way.

He knew that his father's opponent, the president of the Provincial Chamber of Commerce, would put someone beside him. It's all about collecting evidence against his father and trying to pull him down. In the video, he can confirm that the woman sleeping on the sofa was the one who was inserted, because she was not a secular woman at first sight, and would not approach him in order to marry a rich woman like Fang Lina.

He didn't give any orders all night. Xia Yihan was still in the spirit and dared not fall asleep. He was so sleepy that he took a nap.

After daybreak, Ye Zimo got up and washed. She found that he didn't like being served by others when there were not many people around. She followed him, looking so much more than that, she had nothing to do.

"Mr. Ye, I'm about to assemble. Can I go back to the worker's area?" She asked softly.

"No!"

He did it on purpose! Why are such officials'children so hateful?

She could only follow him until he washed and went to the gym with him.

At six o'clock, all the maids gathered at the entrance of the workers'area.

The housekeeper asked Xia Yihan where he had gone with a black face. Zhao Tian said in a strange voice, "I don't know, I didn't come back one night, maybe I slept in a man's bed."