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0Xia Yihan was so angry that she was trembling. Ye Zimo, who had already sunk into a coma, held Xia Yihan's hand. "Sofia, come and help me!"    

    

Xia Yihan knew Ye Zimo was purposely trying to help Xiao Chun, so she pursed her lips and didn't move. Xiao Chun wanted to step forward, but she was stopped by Ye Zimo's cold gaze, not daring to move an inch.    

    

"Sofia." Xia Yihan stamped her feet and ran back to Ye Zimo.    

    

Xiao Chun silently looked at Ye Zimo's room on the second floor while someone patted on her shoulder, "Xiao Chun, why are you here alone?"    

    

The woman dressed in an exquisite dress looked at Xiao Chun with a smile. Xiao Chun was just about to say where Ahn had gone to when she saw Xia Yihan's figure flash past on the second floor. She changed her words and said, "Big Sister Lucy, Ahn already has a very loving woman. Her name is Xia Yihan. She's a very beautiful woman from the East."    

    

"Xia Yihan? "Oriental woman, how can you be more beautiful than me?" Lucy didn't believe it, as she came from a beauty pageant.    

    

"It's the real Lucy jie-jie. I think Ahn is the real one this time." Xiao Chun said pitifully.    

    

On the second floor, Ahn looked at Xia Yihan, who was taking care of Ye Zimo, enviously and said, "Sofia, you are the good wife and good mother that you people in the East say you are."    

    

Xia Yihan looked at Ye Zimo who had already fallen into a deep slumber. As they descended the stairs, Xia Yihan teased, "I heard that your soulmate is spread throughout Italy?"    

    

Ahn smiled but didn't say anything. After seeing the woman at the door, his handsome face looked a little uncomfortable. "Lucy? "Why are you here today?"    

    

Lucy sized up Xia Yihan and walked straight to her side. "You are indeed very beautiful, but I will not lose to you."    

    

"What are you talking about?" Xia Yihan looked to Ahn.    

    

Ahn stepped forward to stop Lucy and asked, "Lucy, what are you talking about?"    

    

Lucy shunned Ahn's hand and said in Italian, "This is a battlefield for our women. If you are a gentleman, you shouldn't interfere."    

    

Ahn smiled wryly as he translated at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan asked in surprise, "Isn't it the first time we've met?"    

    

Lucy put her hands on her waist, her delicate face was full of fighting spirit, "Eastern woman, I want to have a duel with you! You can't not accept this! "    

    

After Lucy left, Xia Yihan's phone rang. Just as she was about to answer it, she quickly hung up. Lin Jie? Why did the call hang up again? " Xia Yihan muttered to herself, worried. She called him back, and when Lin Jie picked up the phone, Xia Yihan heard Lin Jie's slightly tipsy voice.    

    

"Did you drink?" Xia Yihan frowned.    

    

"Hur hur, Xia Yihan, what do you think I am in your heart?" Lin Jie drank a lot and his voice was much lower than usual.    

    

"Friend." "Xia Yihan answered firmly." You, ah, you don't want to lie to me, this is your most heartless place. " The sound of swallowing came from the phone.    

    

"Don't drink for so long, it's bad for the body." Xia Yihan said softly after a long silence. She wanted to hang up the phone.    

    

"Xia Yihan." Lin Jie suddenly said.    

    

Lin Jie's voice was very serious and clear-headed. It was filled with determination, and Xia Yihan held her breath as she listened. Xia Yihan, I think I'm getting married. " Lin Jie suddenly said with a smile.    

    

"Si Si?" Subconsciously, Xia Yihan wanted to stop him, but she realized that she had no grounds to do so.    

    

"If you say you don't want me to get married, I'll wait for you." Lin Jie said softly.    

    

"Do you like her?" Xia Yihan asked.    

    

"Maybe she loves me." Lin Jie changed the topic and hung up the phone. Lin Jie rubbed his hands through his hair and slumped down on the bar counter. He would leave this problem to Xia Yihan.    

    

"What do you think I should do? Are foreign women all so baffling? " Xia Yihan sat on the edge of the bed with her hands on her head as she complained to Ye Zimo.    

    

Ye Zimo turned her body slightly to the side and looked at Xia Yihan. "A sword arts duel?"    

    

Xia Yihan sighed. "That's right. They said they would duel in three days. Why would a woman need to make things difficult for a woman!"    

    

"Hur hur." Ye Zimo let out a low laugh. Xia Yihan waved her fist at her opponent's chest in annoyance. "Bad guy with no sympathy!"    

    

Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan's hand and felt for her softness. "That's not bad. If you need it, I can teach you."    

    

Xia Yihan waved her hand. "Are you hurt? Just lie down. Ahn has agreed to come and teach me."    

    

Ye Zimo nodded without batting an eyelid. When Xia Yihan arrived in the afternoon wearing her swordsmanship uniform, she only saw Ye Zimo. Xia Yihan asked doubtfully, "Where's Ahn?"    

    

"Abdomen." Ye Zimo hung up the call and walked to Xia Yihan's side with the wooden sword in her hand. She pressed the wooden sword against Xia Yihan's back and felt the other party's soft and beautiful curves.    

    

"Are you ready? Xia Yihan? "    

    

The temperature of Ye Zimo's body stunned Xia Yihan. She nodded slightly. Ye Zimo had her hands on Xia Yihan's hands. The two of them were very close. Listening to each other's breathing, Xia Yihan subconsciously turned her head to look at the man in front of her.    

    

The straight nose, always the thin lips, "plop plop." Xia Yihan's heart was beating wildly.    

    

"Xia Yihan, are you inviting me to kiss you?" Ye Zimo's eyes were still staring straight ahead, her hands still wrapped around Xia Yihan's hands. However, there was a smile on her face as she spoke slowly with a joyful tone.    

    

"Ah, I didn't." Xia Yihan hurriedly turned her head to look in front of her. Her moist kiss landed on Xia Yihan's slightly flushed cheeks. Ye Zimo leaned her head on Xia Yihan's shoulder and sucked in the fragrance coming from her hair. He mumbled, "What do we do? "Xia Yihan, I like you to the point where I'm about to die."    

    

Xiao Chun walked to Ye Zimo's door with a glass of milk. Xia Yihan had already been taken away by herself. The door was ajar, and the person who should have been resting on the bed was not in the room.    

    

Xiao Chun looked at the empty room with tears in her eyes. She had already guessed where Ye Zimo had gone to.    

    

"Xiao Chun, Zimo is serious this time. He has really fallen in love with that woman called Xia Yihan from the East. They are very compatible." Ahn, who was standing behind Xiao Chun, sighed.    

    

Xiao Chun turned around and cried, "I don't care, Ye Zimo is mine, how can he not be mine?"    

    

Ahn touched Xiao Chun's head and said earnestly, "When he left that year, he already told you not to wait for him. Once he made his decision, there would be no way to change it. You know that."    

    

Xiao Chun evaded Ahn's hand and cried, "When he left, I thought he wouldn't like anyone, so I waited. When his heart didn't want to wander around anymore, but in the end he did like someone else. I'm not happy!" We've done so much for him! "    

    

Ahn sighed. Xiao Chun's stubbornness left him speechless. He took over Xiao Chun's milk and said, "As a gentleman, you shouldn't try to persuade a woman that has lost her mind at this time. It seems like Zimo won't drink this glass of milk."    

    

Ahn gestures for the cup. Xiao Chun reflexively took the cup, "No, you can't drink this cup."    

    

"What's wrong? Xiao Chun? " Seeing Xiao Chun's nervous expression, Ahn's tone was somewhat stern.    

    

Xiao Chun looked down at the floor, stomped her feet and said harshly, "There's medicine in this glass of milk. I want Ye Zimo to belong to me."    

    

Ahn sighed and said, "You should be glad that you didn't get the chance to do that. Ye Zimo hates people who threaten him the most."    

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Xia Yihan, who was standing behind Ye Zimo, said with a sullen face, "The day after tomorrow, I will definitely be miserably beaten up by Lucy." Ye Zimo quietly loosened her grip on Xia Yihan's shoulder, which had been hit countless times during the battle. With a doting smile, she said, "I won't, I'll just take out the aura of you hitting me and I'll win."    

    

Hearing Ye Zimo's teasing, Xia Yihan came in alone. The servant wanted to give her some milk, but when she saw a glass of milk on the table, she thought that Xia Yihan had already poured it herself and quickly went back to work.    

    

Xia Yihan picked up the cup of milk and took a big gulp, smacking her lips. "This milk doesn't taste right."    

    

"Let me try?" Ye Zimo leaned over from behind Xia Yihan, took a sip from Xia Yihan's hand, and drank it with a frown.    

    

"Zimo, Yihan, so you were actually here." The two of them turned around and looked at the cup of milk in surprise.    

    

"I think I need to ask you how you feel before I tell you something." Ye Zimo raised an eyebrow. "How do you need us to feel?"    

    

Xia Yihan interjected from the side, her face slightly flushed. "I feel that it's a little hot if I say it's really like that!"    

    

Ye Zimo turned her head to look at Xia Yi Hong's rapidly reddening face, her gaze drifting to Ahn. "You'd better explain."    

    

"As a gentleman, you really shouldn't say such filthy words, but I still have to tell you that you two may have drunk milk with the aid of some medicine."    

    

Ye Zimo's expression turned strange. Xia Yihan's face turned even redder. It was hard to tell if she was shocked by the smell of medicine or the words of Helian Lie.    

    

"You'd better go to the room and take care of it." Before he could finish, Ye Zimo had already dragged Xia Yihan downstairs by the hand.    

    

Ye Zimo dug out Xia Yihan, who was hiding in her blanket, as the sunlight shone through the thin curtains even though she had drawn the curtains.    

    

"I've never seen anything about you." Ye Zimo said sinisterly as her hands moved around the familiar domain, sighing in satisfaction.    

    

"Oriental woman, you don't respect your opponent at all!" Lucy looked at Xia Yihan, who had thrown away her sword in just two or three hits, and pouted unhappily.    

    

Ye Zimo, who was at the side, picked up Xia Yihan's sword and pointed it at Lucy, raising her eyebrows.    

    

Lucy's face lit up when she saw Ye Zimo. She passed the helmet to Ye Zimo, who waved her hands in a standard fencing gesture, "Come!"    

    

After a few beautiful dodges and counterattacks, Lucy threw away the sword in her hand and said, "Your swordsmanship is really good, but Xia Yihan, you've lost. Ahn, I won't give up!"    

    

"Ahn? Xia Yihan? " Ye Zimo repeated.    

    

"Yes, we foreign women will fight for what we want. I love Ahn, and of course you can love him, but I won't give him to you." Lucy chattered on.    

    

"What the hell is she talking about?" Xia Yihan looked up at Ye Zimo in confusion. Lucy couldn't understand a word she said in Italian.    

    

"Big Bro Brother Zimo is in trouble!" Xiao Chun ran over to Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo and said anxiously, "Ahn, brother and your friend Lin Jie haven't been back since they went to a dance. The housekeeper said they got into a car and left."    

    

Hearing that, Lucy put her hands on her hips and said unhappily, "It can't be another woman, right?" Ye Zimo frowned. When they arrived at the living room, someone was already waiting for them. Mr. Ye Zimo, Ms. Xia Yihan, Mr. Manuel would like to invite you to his house.    

    

In the large living room, four Night Pearls were placed on the wall in place of the light, enough to show the extravagance of a man living here.    

    

Manuel looked at the thirteen stars in his hands, looking forward to it in his heart.    

    

Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo walked into the resplendent palace while Manuel smiled at them from the side. The handsome manservant poured tea for Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo.    

    

"Thank you!" Xia Yihan looked at her and whispered. The male servant looked at Xia Yihan with some surprise. When Xia Yihan came in, he had already been surprised by her beauty, but now that he saw her at such a close distance, he was even more astonished.    

    

"Pfft." Ye Zimo and Manuel placed their utensils on the table at the same time. The atmosphere was a little awkward.    

    

"Mr. Ye Zimo, I must explain our actions that day at the jewelry show." Manuel fiddled with the 13 stars in his hands and said apologetically:    

    

"The jewelry auction that day was an assassination plot by us and targeted our enemies. The signal was from the 13 stars, but it was cleverly destroyed by Xia Yihan." Manuel turned to Xia Yihan.    

    

"So?" Ye Zimo spoke with indifference.