C718 Wealthy Marriage 647
C718 Wealthy Marriage 647
Ye Zimo turned the corner of her mouth. She stretched out her slender fingers and traced it across Yuv Le's pale face. She said dispiritedly, "Your mouth is very deceptive. What do you think if I cut your mouth off?"
Yuv Le was frightened as she saw Ye Zimo take the black knife from the driver and shrink back against the wall. With a face full of disbelief, she wailed, "You can't do this to me, or Xia Yihan will definitely hate you!"
Ye Zimo's expression did not change. She pressed the sharp edge of her knife against Yuv Le's cheek. She felt happy when she saw blood seeping out of her face. Suddenly, she remembered that Xia Yihan valued her friends the most.
"Explain the filth yourself." Putting away the knife, Ye Zimo mockingly looked at Yuv Le, who had fallen to the side, shrugging her shoulders and left.
"Ye Zimo, the one who loves you isn't only Xia Yihan." Yuv Le watched Ye Zimo leave with tears streaming down her face.
Xia Yihan woke up drowsily with the melodious sound of a zither in her ears. Ye Zimo's back seemed to sense her own firm back. She stopped pressing the keyboard and took the medicine from Ye Zimo's hand. She said concisely, "Drink."
Xia Yihan frowned. Recently, she hadn't been feeling well, but that didn't mean she wanted to drink medicine. She sat on the bed in a daze, forgetting to pick up the medicine bowl in Ye Zimo's hand.
Ye Zimo didn't like Xia Yihan ignoring her, so she couldn't ignore her at all times. She lifted Xia Yihan's lower jaw and along the bowl's opening, she poured the medicine into Xia Yihan's mouth.
Xia Yihan was forced to endure the bitter potion. After drinking it, her little face was scrunched up into a flower, and a piece of food was stuffed into her mouth. With the tip of her tongue, she realized it was candied honey.
Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan's wrist to the side of the piano and pressed Xia Yihan's shoulder down.
"I won't, I can't play very well." After listening to Ye Zimo's piano, Xia Yihan felt that her skill in the zither was simply making a fool out of herself.
"Bullet." Ye Zimo placed Xia Yihan's hands firmly on the keyboard. The keys made a crisp sound as if she was urging them on.
Xia Yihan had no way to defy Ye Zimo, so she randomly chose a happy song. As her fingers pressed the keys on the zither, she discovered that she pressed the wrong tune the moment she started playing.
Embarrassed, Xia Yihan stopped her hand and mumbled, "I told you earlier that I couldn't play properly."
Ye Zimo tapped on the keyboard once again patiently. "Continue."
Xia Yihan took a deep breath, pressed her pure white hands on the keyboard again, and started to play. A big hand passed from her back and pressed on the other side of the keyboard, creating a cheerful chorus.
The melodious melody was the most soothing. After playing a song, Xia Yihan smiled at Ye Zimo and said, "You played it just right."
Ye Zimo's heart skipped a beat at Xia Yihan's sudden smile. She reached out her hand to rub Xia Yihan's hair behind her ears. "You're the first woman to say that I can play the piano well."
"No way!" Xia Yihan shook her head, clearly not believing Ye Zimo's words.
The corners of Ye Zimo's eyes slightly raised, her thin lips reflecting the most beautiful curves under the rays of the setting sun. Xia Yihan watched in a daze as she heard the other party softly say, "It's true, because you're the first woman to hear me play the piano."
The phone's ringtone interrupted their gazes. Zhang Fengyi reported Yuv Le's movements on the phone. Ye Zimo listened seriously for a while and then pressed speaker.
"Yihan, I'm sorry, I was the one who created those paintings. I'm a bastard. I've already told the association that the one with a bad reputation is me, not you." Yuv Le's voice sounded shaky on the other end of the phone.
"What did you do to her?" Xia Yihan could hear Yuv Le's strange voice. She turned around and looked at Ye Zimo with a serious expression. With Ye Zimo's methods, Yuv Le was in danger.
Ye Zimo's finger that was originally on the keyboard pressed down heavily, allowing the sharp voice to resound through the room. She lowered her body and gently said, "You should ask her what she did to you."
Xia Yihan didn't avoid Ye Zimo's intimate act. With a face full of regret, she said, "No matter what she did wrong, let her go."
Ye Zimo shrugged her shoulders and pressed down the phone. Zhang Fengyi retracted his phone, looked at Yuv Le who was shivering on the cliff and said with some sympathy, "You shouldn't have provoked Xia Yihan."
As they got closer, Yuv Le stared at the cliff behind her with fear in her eyes. The sound of the shore slapping against each other sounded like a talisman of death. A black Mercedes-Benz suddenly rushed out from a pile of rocks.
When the passenger seat was opened, Yuv Le crept into the passenger seat. Zhang Fengyi frowned more and more as he looked at the person in the passenger seat, who was wearing sunglasses that made no sense to him.
It had only been a day since they entered the design exhibition. Someone at the entrance saw Xia Yihan and surrounded her affectionately, leading her inside.
Zhang Fengyi hung at the side while Ye Zimo sat looking at Yuv Le's case report. Her personality was split, and she was suffering from severe depression.
"Do you want me to send a few more people to protect Miss Xia?" Zhang Fengyi had already started taking out his phone.
Ye Zimo waved her hand. Then, her gaze shifted to the red dot on the monitor representing Xia Yihan's position. She frowned deeply.
Xia Yihan was not taken to the first exhibition hall. Instead, she walked into a luxurious room. A white-haired, foreign old man looked at Xia Yihan with excitement in his eyes.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time." I've been waiting for you for a long time. She gestured for Xia Yihan to sit down.
"You can speak Chinese!" Xia Yihan was surprised that the other party could speak Chinese so well.
The old man nodded and walked to Xia Yihan's side, patting her on the back before sitting back down.
Ye Zimo looked at the red dot that had suddenly disappeared from the video and felt an indescribable anxiety in her heart. It felt as if someone was viciously kneading her heart. He suddenly stood up and strode out of the room.
Xia Yihan spoke slowly to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan couldn't understand a word she said, but she felt very tired, as if she had been fished out of the water.
"The tone of the old man was slow and irresistible. Xia Yihan's forehead drooped lower and lower. "Pah!" Suddenly awoken, the opposite party smiled kindly.
"It seems like my old man's words are not funny. Miss Xia is about to fall asleep." A smile flashed in the old man's eyes.
Xia Yihan did not know what was wrong with her and quickly apologized. Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang. Ye Zimo's voice was so cold that it fell to the floor, "Stay put."
Ye Zimo's phone call came in a strange way. She seemed to be a bit tired. Xia Yihan bowed and said her goodbyes. She didn't stop Xia Yihan but said meaningfully when she was about to leave, "Miss Xia, we will meet again."
Xia Yihan nodded and dragged her cellphone out of the door. The design exhibition was completely silent. Thinking of Ye Zimo's call, Xia Yihan casually found a bench to sit on and wait for Ye Zimo.
There were faint footsteps behind her. A handkerchief that had a strong smell to it tightly covered Xia Yihan's nose and mouth. Xia Yihan struggled with all her might before powerlessly hanging down.
As she stepped into the design center, Ye Zimo's heart sank. Where Xia Yihan appeared, there was still a faint smell of drugs. A woman was elegantly reading a magazine at the side.
"Are you looking for a woman in light blue?" The woman on the bench looked up at the book slowly.
"Si Si?" Ye Zimo frowned.
"Long time no see." Si Si stood up with a bright smile. Then, she seemed to recall something. "I saw Yihan walking away with a girl in a hurry."
Yuv Le's figure flashed through Ye Zimo's mind, her eyes filled with confusion. She turned around and walked towards the door. She suddenly stopped and said in a somewhat relaxed tone, "Thank you."
"You're welcome." Si Si smiled sweetly. Yuv Le, I spent a lot of effort to save you, don't let me down.
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When Xia Yihan woke up, she was lying in an unfamiliar room. She got up with a headache. Then, she was shocked by the numerous photos of Ye Zimo and herself in the room.
All the walls were filled with photos of Ye Zimo's poster. The pictures of him and Ye Zimo in the cafe were torn apart.
"You're awake?" Yuv Le opened the door happily with biscuit milk in her hand and walked to Xia Yihan's side. She didn't seem to mind the panic-stricken Xia Yihan who was staring at the photo on the wall.
"Yuv Le, you …" Xia Yihan swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Yuv Le put down the milk and held Xia Yihan's face as she said with fascination, "Yihan, you look really beautiful. My face is in line with yours, but it's still not as beautiful as yours. What should I do?"
Xia Yihan shoved her opponent in pain. Yuv Le was taken down before she could recover, and the table was littered with antidepressants and antidepressants.
"Clap clap!" "Alright, the meeting time is over. Let's talk business." Yuv Le suddenly pulled out her knife and held it against Xia Yihan's neck as she pulled Xia Yihan towards the rooftop.
Xia Yihan shakily walked up to the balcony. Along with Yuv Le, they stood on a high balcony. The people and vehicles beneath the balcony were like ants.
"Come, let's call Ye Zimo now." Yuv Le happily took out Xia Yihan's phone.
"There's no need to go through all that trouble." The door of the rooftop was kicked open and Ye Zimo walked out proudly.
"Ye Zimo." Yuv Le's face once again revealed a crazed expression.
Ye Zimo had her hands in her pockets, but her expression didn't change too much. Her gaze didn't even rest on Xia Yihan's face. Only when she glanced at the cold blade on Xia Yihan's neck did her eyes have a hint of chilliness.
The sound of footsteps on the concrete floor made a "snap" sound, Yuv Le's knife slightly sank into Xia Yihan's neck. "Don't come over here, or I'll die with her!"
Xia Yihan was pushed back a few steps by the excited Yuv Le. Her heels were already hanging in the air, and Ye Zimo was already a step away from Yuv Le.
Only by putting his hands in his pockets would he be able to prevent himself from revealing his anger and pain. He really wanted to hack the woman in front of him into a thousand pieces, but not now.
"What do you want? "Yuv Le, tell me." Ye Zimo's deep voice sounded charming.
"I want you to marry me." Yuv Le muttered.
"Sure." Ye Zimo agreed concisely.
Yuv Le was stunned for a moment before she went even crazier. "No, you lied to me. You can't possibly marry me."
My parents also had a nice book.