Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Perhaps it was because the other party's tone was different from his usual low and deep tone, but Xia Yihan could not help but raise her head. She saw him looking at her with such a passionate and focused gaze, as if he was the only person in the world who could see her.    

    

"Every rose you plant is a thorn planted in my heart. Xia Yihan, I will allow you to think of me before the flower beds fill up." Ye Zimo could not help but raise Xia Yihan's lip. Her lips, which had already been bitten, pressed back together without hesitation, until the smell of blood pervaded the air once again.    

    

"Ye Zimo, are you done yet?" Xia Yihan rubbed her lip until her skin was about to break. Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan's arm to stop him from rubbing her lips and said with some hatred, "I do know where Xu Haorann is."    

    

The temperature of Ye Zimo's palm stunned Xia Yihan. She looked absentmindedly at the place where the two touched. She felt a strange sense of familiarity. Under the dim yellow light, the familiar breathing, the fiery heat, and the close proximity remained.    

    

After shaking off all her doubts and palpitations, Xia Yihanqiang raised her spirit and asked, "Tell me."    

    

Ye Zimo kept her fists in her pockets tighter and tighter. The woman she cared most about was anxiously waiting for news of another man in front of her. There was nothing she could do.    

    

"If you want to know more, then keep coming." Ye Zimo said as she walked forward in silence, unwilling to speak again.    

    

The sound of strong and delicate footsteps rose and fell one after another. Ye Zimo stopped in front of a wooden door. After pushing it open, she stood there motionlessly.    

    

Xia Yihan, who was behind him, also felt curious. She lightly tiptoed toward Ye Zimo's shoulder, wanting to see the furnishings in the room.    

    

At this moment, Ye Zimo, who was slightly to the side, saw Xia Yihan's playful look and could not help but smile. "Even if you don't remember me, your curiosity is still so great."    

    

Xia Yihan's ears quickly flushed red. She glared at Ye Zimo with a lack of confidence before running away. The room was filled with blue, and the walls were covered with lively dolphins. The walls were full of photos of Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo.    

    

Ye Zimo's face didn't look good either. She finally asked Dr Hao how to treat Xia Yihan. Dr Hao actually told her that it was easy for a woman to be touched by flowers and a dolphin room filled with photos of her lover.    

    

Ye Zimo took Xia Yihan's hand. Xia Yihan was stunned and didn't struggle free. Her soft and petite hand made Ye Zimo's mood turn into cloudy weather.    

    

"This is how you look when you sleep, this is our child, Ye Nianmo. This is the photo of the report that we shared. Xia Yihan, how can you say you don't know me?"    

    

"…" Ye Zimo was a bit agitated. She looked at Xia Yihan's smiling face in the photo. He had always disdained looking for comfort from pictures, but he realized that photos could deceive him if necessary.    

    

"Ye Zimo!" Xia Yihan looked at the photos on the wall in a daze, then turned around and looked at Ye Zimo seriously.    

    

Ye Zimoxin's familiar emphasis and serious eyes made her feel a little bit pulled back as she secretly looked forward to something that even he himself could not explain. "Hmm?"    

    

"You peeping Tom!"    

    

Zhang Fengyi watched as Ye Zimo returned to the office with a darkened face. He sighed in his heart. As long as Ye Zimo knew that Xia Yihan was sick, she would definitely rush back.    

    

"Do your job well." Zhang Fengyi wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead and stopped thinking about it. This man could definitely treat Xia Yihan well, but that didn't mean he could tolerate others.    

    

"Mr Ye? "How is Miss Xia?" Dr Hao's voice carried a light tone.    

    

"Are you in a good mood?" Ye Zimo asked faintly.    

    

"Cough cough, I'm sorry, I did not conceal my condition well. Can you do it again?" Dr Hao thought of Ye Zimo's dark expression. He looked around at his subordinates who were eagerly waiting for the meeting to start and kept quiet. Then, he raised his spirits to deal with Ye Zimo.    

    

"Come to my house in half an hour." Ye Zimo wanted to hang up the phone, but Dr Hao yelled into it, "No, I heard that someone from the upper echelons of the capital wants to check. You know that a private hospital has to rely on relationships." Dr Hao heard the long breath on the phone and started to regret his impulses.    

    

Ye Zimo pulled the phone to one side and dialed another number. "Director Bai, it's Ye Zimo. I heard you're going to check in at XX today. Hmm, it's like this …"    

    

One minute later, Dr Hao was shocked by the voice that sounded again on the phone, "No one will come find you for the next month. You still have 25 minutes."    

    

Pow! The sound of the phone being knocked down shocked Dr Hao. Ye Zimo's power was already this strong.    

    

Xia Yihan woke up with a start, the pillow beside her still warm. The door was ajar, and a dim light shone in from outside. Xia Yihan felt an indescribable discomfort in her throat, so she got out of bed and went to get water.    

    

Lights were on in the living room under the stairs. Xia Yihan heard her name faintly and purposely lowered her voice. She stopped and stuck to the corner of the wall.    

    

"There are many cases where, through hypnosis crimes, such as the famous Heidelberg hypnosis, doctors in the area used deep hypnosis to make a woman kill her husband and then commit suicide six times in a row.    

    

And every time a woman commits suicide, she forgets what she has done and is very dependent on the doctor. Miss Xia's hypnosis is similar to this case. "    

    

"You mean Yihan has a tendency to commit suicide." Ye Zimo glared at Dr Hao, as if Dr Hao would break his neck the moment he nodded.    

    

Under Ye Zimo's gaze, the coffee in the mouth was also hard to drink. Dr Hao shrugged, "I was only talking about Miss Xia's illness. After all, the instructions were to make Xia Yihan and Mr. Xu Haorann fall in love, which originally didn't harm their bodies."    

    

The two of them were still talking in a low voice, so Xia Yihan didn't hear them clearly. Occasionally, a few syllables would reach her ear, and Xia Yihan vaguely felt that the matter they were discussing had something to do with her. She took a few steps forward, and Ye Zimo's clear voice drifted into her ear.    

    

"Xu Haorann has already been taken in by me. Xia Yihan won't be able to come out until the day she recovers." Ye Zimo's words stunned Xia Yihan for a moment, leaving only Xu Haorann's two words echoing in her head.    

    

"You're really ruthless." Dr Hao shrugged and looked at the shadow that Ye Zimo cast at the staircase. Xia Yihan covered her mouth, trying her best to not let herself make a sound.    

    

Xia Yihan wanted to escape before Ye Zimo arrived, so she pretended that she didn't know. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't move her feet.    

    

The dim light caused Ye Zimo's figure to lengthen, looking down at Xia Yihan from above. Ye Zimo extended her hand to gently catch the tears that were sliding down Xia Yihan's face, bringing them into her mouth to feel the bitter taste.    

    

"Xia Yihan." With a hoarse voice, Ye Zimo lifted Xia Yihan's lower jaw. "Don't shed tears for anyone."    

    

"Ye Zimo, please let Xu Haorann go!" Xia Yihan felt her heart was very strange. When she said the two words "Ye Zimo", her heart beat like a thunderstorm. However, when she said "Xu Haorann", her heart was calm.    

    

Xia Yihan did not have the time to think about the changes in her heart. Only an old voice constantly reminded itself: "Xu Haorann, go find Xu Haorann."    

    

"Are you sure you want to do this?"    

    

Xia Yihan pulled Ye Zimo's sleeve and nodded. He must save Xu Haorann.    

    

"Alright." Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan to the bathroom and opened her arms, gesturing with her eyes for Xia Yihan to help her undress.    

    

Xia Yihan froze for a second as a familiar feeling overcame her. A man in the bathroom flirting, deep kissing, and rubbing all rewind like a movie scene.    

    

Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan over and sprayed a warm air around Xia Yihan's ears, "Do you want me to tell you how to be a servant? "Could it be that I've spoiled you for too long that I don't even know how to undress my master?"    

    

Trembling, her hands rested on Ye Zimo's knotted bathrobe. After a few times, she still couldn't untie it. Xia Yihan struggled to tear it away, while Ye Zimo watched Xia Yihan's movements with her arms wide open.    

    

Xia Yihan clearly knew that she came here for Mo Xiaojun to see the governor. She was in love with Xu Haorann, but it was forcefully taken over by Ye Zimo. Now she was trying to humiliate him again.    

    

There seemed to be a voice in her head rebutting her thoughts as she tried to reveal the truth, but Xia Yihan could not see it clearly through a layer of gray fog. When she came back to her senses, there was only faint steam on the surface of the water.    

    

There was no sound from Ye Zimo in the spacious bath that could accommodate the five of them. The white foam didn't fluctuate at all. Xia Yihan held onto the white bathrobe as she waited for Ye Zimo.    

    

"In a quiet space, there are no ripples of water." Ye Zimo? " Xia Yihan called out softly.    

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When no one answered, Xia Yihan walked closer. "Ye Zimo, are you alright?"    

    

A huge wave of panic enveloped Xia Yihan as she shouted, "Ye Zimo!" Xia Yihan knelt on the slippery floor and stretched out her hand towards the bathing pool.    

    

With the loud sound of water splashing, Ye Zimo reached out and pulled Xia Yihan off her body. Her moist eyebrows stared fixedly at the other party. With a low and seductive voice, she asked, "Xia Yihan, what did you feel just now?"    

    

Xia Yihan's soaked shirt stuck to her body. After the great panic, she was at a loss. Xia Yihan said in a daze, "What did you say?"    

    

Ye Zimo moved closer to Xia Yihan, her strong body wrapping around her petite body. "I say, do you want me to die before you think of me!?"    

    

"Plop plop plop." No one knew who's heart was pounding, but Xia Yihan fled at top speed, hiding in a safe corner, not responding or defending herself.    

    

In the morning, Xia Yihan blankly opened her eyes as she quietly straightened her clothes and got off the bed. Ye Zimo's cold voice sounded. "Where to?"    

    

"Can a servant sleep in the master's room?" Xia Yihan mocked herself.    

    

Ye Zimo got up and put on her clothes, trying her best not to touch this topic that could make her angry. "Then you can just treat it as you trying to climb onto the master's bed and offer yourself up as a servant."    

    

Xia Yihan glared viciously at Ye Zimo as she gently pushed away her bangs and quietly walked to her bed, folding the blankets. You don't have to do these. "    

    

Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan away, lifted up the quilt, and threw it to the side. "Then what should I do?" Xia Yihan stubbornly kept her distance.    

    

"Since you want the job so much, I'll grant it!"