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0"No, Mr Ye, why don't you ask?" She hoped that the butler was telling the truth, but at the same time, she hoped that he was lying. When she thought back to how Xia Yihan had treated her well and how the two little people in Mo Xiaonong's mind had been fighting each other for so long that her reason overcame her feelings, she still asked.    

    

Mo Xiaonong was very anxious as she watched the butler leave. She still hadn't asked Xia Yihan how her child was doing. Didn't Soong Wanting take her child to live in Ye Family as well? Even if Ye Zimo didn't like Soong Wanting, the child was still bleeding from his Ye Family. What's more, Ye Zimo didn't only hate Xia Yihan, she didn't even hate Xia Yihan that much?    

    

"I still need you to teach me how to ask?"    

    

Ye Zimo drank the wine in her mouth and looked coldly at Mo Xiaonong. The expression on her face was unfathomable. Mo Xiaonong swallowed all the words that she wanted to say as if she was facing a great enemy.    

    

Subconsciously, he didn't want to ask, afraid that he would hear the result himself. He asked the housekeeper to beat up the child, but his father died because of Xia Yihan. He wanted to take revenge on Xia Yihan, but in reality, wasn't Xia Yihan's pain pleasurable for him?    

    

"Mr Ye, since you don't ask, let's continue drinking."    

    

Mo Xiaonong gritted her teeth and respectfully poured some wine for Ye Zimo. Her eyes swiveled as she tried to make the best of it. Since Ye Zimo wanted to drink, why didn't she take advantage of the lack of wine to amuse herself? Wouldn't it be better to say that he didn't win the lottery?    

    

Ye Zimo refused all the wine that Mo Xiaonong brought to her. She drank one cup after another, feeling restless and confused. Her mind was filled with Xia Yihanyu's pitiful appearance, and she couldn't get rid of it.    

    

Drunk can put down the burden, can unhesitatingly miss the deep thought of the smiling face.    

    

Mo Xiaonong's eyebrows curved into a smile as she looked at Ye Zimo's increasingly blurry eyes. She looked as if she had gotten away with something.    

    

"Why? Why is the heavens so unfair?" Ye Zimo's loud shout scared Mo Xiaonong so much that her hands trembled and her cup fell to the ground. She looked at Ye Zimo, but she didn't even glance at Mo Xiaonong as she spoke.    

    

Mo Xiaonong didn't want anyone to disturb the space between him and Ye Zimo. She secretly opened the door, grabbed a broom, and swept out the broken pieces of glass.    

    

A maid came over and respectfully said, "Miss Xia, let us do this."    

    

"Go, do something else." Mo Xiaonong said impatiently.    

    

The drunk Ye Zimo cast aside all pretense, her expression pained and complicated.    

    

"Zimo, come drink." Mo Xiaonong imitated Xia Yihan's usual tone and voice as she spoke.    

    

Ye Zimo shook her head. Didn't he chase Yihan away? Why did he still hear her voice? Did she come back?    

    

"Darling, you're back?" Ye Zimo held Mo Xiaonong's hand and asked gently.    

    

"Zimo, it's me." Mo Xiaonong was elated when she heard the word 'darling'. If she had a tail, she could shake it to the sky.    

    

Mo Xiaonong guessed that Ye Zimo's darling was most likely referring to Xia Yihan. She had imitated Xia Yihan's words, but she didn't expect Ye Zimo to take the bait the moment she made her move.    

    

Seeing that Ye Zimo seemed to still have a trace of consciousness, Mo Xiaonong steeled her heart and poured Ye Zimo another full cup of wine.    

    

"Come, Zimo, have another cup."    

    

Mo Xiaonong happily gave Ye Zimo a bewitching soup.    

    

Ye Zimo allowed herself to get drunk. She let him get drunk and let him get drunk. He needed to get drunk.    

    

Mo Xiaonong stared at Ye Zimo. She had long since memorized the layout of the Ye Family Villa, and Mo Xiaonong was supporting Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo was tall and sturdy, and all of her weight rested on Mo Xiaonong's knife-sharp shoulder. She struggled to help Ye Zimo into the bedroom.    

    

The other maids did not say anything and nodded politely.    

    

Mo Xiaonong was not at ease as they walked unhindered. She smelled the scent of alcohol on Ye Zimo's body and wanted to bathe him.    

    

Mo Xiaonong stretched out her hand to help Ye Zimo take off her clothes.    

    

"Let go." Ye Zimo closed her eyes and said with an indescribable dignity in her voice. Mo Xiaonong was startled and her slender hands reflexively retracted back.    

    

After finishing her sentence, Ye Zimo continued to sleep with her eyes closed.    

    

Mo Xiaonong carefully moved closer to Ye Zimo, breathing evenly with her nose. Mo Xiaonong felt a lot more at ease. How could she be willing to give up on Mo Xiaonong at this point? Ye Zimo was not drunk. Mo Xiaonong was close with Ye Zimo in front of outsiders, but behind her back, Mo Xiaonong knew that Ye Zimo wouldn't even look at her.    

    

"Darling, why, why are you his daughter?" Ye Zimo mumbled indistinctly in her sleep. Mo Xiaonong didn't hear it clearly enough, so she leaned over to try and hear it clearly. Ye Zimo pushed her hand and went back to sleep. How did she look like a drunk person?    

    

Mo Xiaonong looked at Ye Zimo carefully, thinking that it was possible that he was just pretending to be drunk. Ye Zimo's mesmerising eyes were already unable to distinguish between the north, south, and north as she walked shakily.    

    

Ye Zimo was really drunk. In her dreams, she only spent time with Xia Yihan. Subconsciously, she still remembered that Ye Haorann died because of Zhong Yuquan, which was why Ye Zimo had mumbled to herself why Xia Yihan was Zhong Yuquan's daughter.    

    

As long as Mo Xiaonong wanted to get close to Ye Zimo, she would be stopped by Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo was drunk and had a lot of strength, so Mo Xiaonong had no choice but to watch helplessly as the duck flew away.    

    

Xia Yihan, oh Xia Yihan, my good sister, why did you take his heart with you when you left?    

    

It was night when Xia Yihan woke up. Her mouth was dry and her head was dizzy.    

    

"Water." Xia Yihan muttered to herself.    

    

Mo Xiaojun leaned against Xia Yihan's bedside. Ye Zimo had just spoken when he woke up.    

    

"Yihan, you're awake. That's great." Mo Xiaojun said happily. Normally, he was self-disciplined, but today was his first time doing this.    

    

"Water."    

    

Xia Yihan had yet to wake up from her sleep. She had her eyes closed the entire time, and her somewhat dry and cracked mouth was constantly crying out water.    

    

"You want some water? "Wait a minute, I'll get you some water." Mo Xiaojun stood up and was about to pour some water for Xia Yihan. After lying in front of the bed for a long time, his blood circulation was not good and Mo Xiaojun directly fell on the bed beside Xia Yihan's bed.    

    

Mo Xiaojun quickly stood up, rubbed his calf and said, "Yihan, wait a moment, I'll go pour it for you."    

    

Mo Xiaojun looked at Xia Yihan with unwillingness in his eyes. He held the cup of water happily. The doctor told him that if Xia Yihan could wake up, the first stage would already be over. Ye Zimo, how can you bear it?    

    

Xia Yihan sat up on Mo Xiaojun's arm and sobered up a lot after drinking the water.    

    

"Brother, where are we?" Xia Yihan asked anxiously. For the sake of the little life in her stomach, she wanted to escape from Ye Zimo and not let him find her.    

    

"Yihan, this is the hospital. Are you feeling better? "Why are you so silly? If it's raining, why don't you find a place to shelter from the rain? Why don't you think about your children when you're in the rain?" Mo Xiaojun said with a sigh. Looking at Xia Yihan like this, how could he bear to blame her?    

    

"My child."    

    

The moment Xia Yihan heard about the hospital, she was scared out of her wits. She had wanted to take her child to death on the bridge, but now that her mentality had changed, she couldn't bear to see him die. This was the only connection she had with Ye Zimo.    

    

"Don't worry, the child is still fine." Mo Xiaojun patted Xia Yihan's head to comfort her. His eyes were filled with unwillingness. He did not understand how Ye Zimo could be so scared to fight such a kind Xia Yihan. All he had in his eyes was a hurricane. Ye Zimo, just you wait.    

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Hearing that her child was alright, Xia Yihan touched her belly. Her child was alright, but fortunately her child was still around. Xia Yihan didn't dare to think how she would be if her child was gone.    

    

Seeing the smile on Xia Yihan's face, Mo Xiaojun put down the heavy burden in his heart. After all, it was better to be able to smile than not to have any expression at all.    

    

"Yihan, can I take care of you?" Take care of Hai Qingqing and Xia Yihan. He had to put down the search for A’san. Mo Xiaojun chose the former.    

    

"Brother, I don't want to disturb you and Sister-in-law. Sister-in-law truly loves you, so you must cherish her." Xia Yihan said seriously.    

    

"Yihan, just call me brother and listen to him."    

    

"But I can't."    

    

Mo Xiaojun covered Xia Yihan's lips with his hand. "Sofia, don't say anything. Let's recover first. We'll talk about the rest later." Mo Xiaojun remembered that Hai Qingqing hadn't known it for so long.    

    

"Yihan, I'll make whatever you want to eat for you." Mo Xiaojun finally remembered that this was a hospital after he said that, he laughed out loud: "It doesn't seem easy to do."    

    

Xia Yihan looked at Mo Xiaojun's long-awaited expression and said with a smile, "It's alright, Brother, you should rest." Xia Yihan was worried that Mo Xiaojun wouldn't be able to rest well. Although she didn't love Mo Xiaojun much, she had already treated him as her closest relative. Compared to Zhong Yuquan, Mo Xiaojun was only lacking blood ties.    

    

"Yihan, then sleep. I'll give you food tomorrow." Mo Xiaojun smiled as he thought about their childhood. She had always been under his care, and such days were very warm.    

    

"Yes." Xia Yihan nodded. She lay on her side with her eyes closed, thinking about what Ye Zimo was doing now. Would he find out that Xia Yihan was running away with her child? If she knew that the steward was helping her, would Ye Zimo scold the steward?    

    

Mo Xiaojun didn't sleep at all that night, and neither did Xia Yihan.    

    

Listening to the crisp chirping of birds, Xia Yihan sighed. A new day had come.    

    

Mo Xiaojun tiptoed to Xia Yihan's bedside and said, "Yihan, you sleep weird, I'll go out and buy you some breakfast."    

    

Xia Yihan heard Mo Xiaojun's words. Since Mo Xiaojun thinks that she is still awake, then she will pretend to be asleep so he won't worry.    

    

When Mo Xiaojun walked out of the hospital, his mind was filled with thoughts from yesterday. He wanted to settle the score with Ye Zimo, how could he treat Xia Yihan like this?    

    

Standing at the door of the villa, Mo Xiaojun's mood was surging. He shouted loudly, "Ye Zimo, get the hell out here!"    

    

The guards at the door were still Xiao Chen and Xiao Zhang. They could hear Mo Xiaojun calling out to them from afar and Xiao Chen giving Xiao Zhang a meaningful look.    

    

"Open the door, I want to see Ye Zimo." Mo Xiaojun said coldly.    

    

"I'm sorry sir, please wait a moment." Mr Ye had instructed him not to let the stranger in, so he had better ask the butler first.    

    

"Get out of the way, I want to see Ye Zimo." Mo Xiaojun barged in and was about to leave.    

    

Xiao Chen prayed for the butler to hurry up. He could tell that the young man in front of him was very resentful and he didn't want to become a punching bag. Xiao Chen didn't know his identity and position, so he naturally didn't dare to offend Mo Xiaojun.    

    

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Ye Zimo had just walked out of the room. He looked at Mo Xiaonong, who was sleeping soundly, and sneered incessantly. She wanted to climb onto his bed in such an impatient manner. How laughable. Ye Zimo was just drunk.    

    

When Xiao Zhang heard this, he was so scared that his feet trembled and he couldn't move anymore.    

    

"There is someone outside Mr Ye who wants to see you. You had instructed me not to let the stranger in, so I came to see if the butler could let them in." He kept his head down, not daring to look at Ye Zimo.    

    

Ye Zimo did not let Xiao Zhang leave, and Xiao Zhang did not dare to move. He carefully looked at the orders that Ye Zimo was waiting for him, as if they were facing a great enemy.    

    

Who would meet him? She's here to plead for Xia Yihan? It was too late. Ye Zimo stood up and walked out with big steps.    

    

Since someone wanted to see him, he wanted to see what kind of Pax it was.    

    

"There's no need to go to the butler. I'll go with you." Ye Zimo walked out of the door with big steps. Xiao Zhang looked at Ye Zimo and followed with a nod.    

    

Since someone wanted to see him, why didn't he go and see them? Ye Zimo guessed who it was and it was only seven o'clock.    

    

"What did the man say?" Ye Zimo asked Xiao Zhang.    

    

"Mr Ye, that mister doesn't seem to like you." Xiao Zhang answered honestly. He was thinking that Mo Xiaojun told Ye Zimo to get out here, so he definitely didn't like Mr Ye.    

    

Don't you like him? Ye Zimo still couldn't think of who it could be. Since she couldn't guess, she would know the answer. He strode to the door, wanting to see who wanted to see him.