Cool CEO's Exclusive Love

0Xia Yihan stared at Ye Zimo's leaving figure in a daze. Ye Zimo's indifference had not appeared for a long time. Gritting her teeth, she chased after him.    

    

"Wait!" Xia Yihan caught up with Ye Zimo who was about to leave the garden, so Zhang Fengyi tactfully left the space for the two of them.    

    

"Why did you come out without a lot of clothes?" Ye Zimo frowned. Her tone was no longer as cold as it was when she was in the room.    

    

"Today, Xue Wenjun and I went to see Yuanyuan's father. It feels like he is afraid of the nurse who has been taking care of him." Xia Yihan chattered endlessly.    

    

"Enough, I don't want to hear this." Ye Zimo's gaze landed on a corner of the balcony on the second floor. She suddenly stopped Xia Yihan with a stern tone.    

    

Xia Yihan was frightened out of her wits. She looked at Ye Zimo, who looked like a little rabbit. Ye Zimo pursed her lips and said in a cold voice, "I'm not your trash can. Don't bother me with these things from now on."    

    

"I … don't have any." Xia Yihan's voice gradually became smaller as Ye Zimo left mercilessly. In the dusky sky, tiny droplets of rain began to fall.    

    

Xia Yihan lowered her head, confused. What did he do wrong? Or could it be that Ye Zimo had been tolerating his little temper these past few days? After all, the matter of Hua Mansion was not related to him at all.    

    

An umbrella covered Xia Yihan's head. She raised her head in surprise and blurted, "Ye …"    

    

"Yuanyuan, did you quarrel with Ye Zimo?" Alan looked at Xia Yihan's face, which had instantly lost all color. She had a probing look in her eyes as she looked closely at Xia Yihan, not sparing a single detail.    

    

"No, I've disturbed him on my own accord." Xia Yihan laughed bitterly.    

    

"You guys used to be on good terms with each other, right? Don't worry, just coax him a lot. Men are always like this." Alan sincerely patted Xia Yihan on the shoulder before leaving.    

    

Outside the window, the rain lapped against the glass. Cupid was lying on Xia Yihan's calves, mumbling something in his throat. Xia Yihan suddenly sat up with the phone in her hand. "Meow!" Cupid let out a mournful cry and pulled out its tail from Xia Yihan's calf.    

    

"Cupid, do you think I should call him?" Xia Yihan lay on her side and asked Cupid.    

    

"Meow." Cupid licked its claws.    

    

"You said not to fight?" Xia Yihan put down the phone dejectedly.    

    

"Miaomiao." Cupid began to find a comfortable position.    

    

"You want me to advance bravely?" Xia Yihan began to move her fingers on the keyboard. '    

    

Cupid glanced at Xia Yihan and sat down on the phone. When Xia Yihan took it out, she saw that the phone had been dialed.    

    

It was the familiar sound of breathing on the phone. Ye Zimo didn't say anything, but Xia Yihan could feel that the other person was listening to her.    

    

"It's not me, it's Cupid! It's sitting on the phone!" Xia Yihan wanted to explain, but was cut off before she could finish. The busy signal made Xia Yihan put down the phone in a daze.    

    

The ears outside the door lightly left the door of Xia Yihan's room, carrying a belly full of deceit. Early in the morning, Xia Yihan watched as the roses were bloomed. After the servants put the milk in, they left in a hurry. Everyone except Mary knew that Xia Yihan was not Yuanyuan, and their relationship wasn't very good.    

    

"A coat is placed lightly on Xia Yihan's shoulder." It's just a little cold, so I don't need a coat. " Xia Yihan smiled bitterly at Xue Wenjun.    

    

"That still won't do. Wear it properly for me!" Xue Wenjun put Xia Yihan's coat away without a doubt. Looking at Xia Yihan's unhappy expression, he asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"    

    

Xia Yihan shook her head. Alan's voice came from the side, "Yuanyuan, have you and Ye Zimo not made up yet?"    

    

Xia Yihan nodded awkwardly. Xue Wenjun's expression had turned cold: "What's going on!"    

    

"You still don't know? "The day before yesterday, he came to my house to collect his will and left. He didn't even take a look at his beloved woman and never saw such a man." Alan said indignantly at the side.    

    

Xue Wenjun turned his gaze to Xia Yihan and asked with a sullen face, "Is what she said true?"    

    

Xia Yihan licked her lips with difficulty and said, "Maybe he's been busy and busy recently. Maybe he's in a bad mood …"    

    

"Enough!" Xue Wenjun interrupted Xia Yihan, grabbed her arm and said, "I'll accompany you to get to know him."    

    

Outside the Ye Group Building, Xia Yihan tried to struggle free of Xue Wenjun's hand, "Let go. It's time to get off work. We can talk about this when we get back."    

    

With a cold expression, Xue Wenjun let Xia Yihan struggle while people kept coming out of the building. Then he curiously looked at Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo, who had captured Xia Yihan.    

    

"Director Ye, Madam is down there. Should we avoid her?" Zhang Fengyi stood beside Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo's gaze never left Xia Yihan, and she saw the dark expression on Xue Wenjun's face as he held Xia Yihan's hand.    

    

"How is he?!" Ye Zimo asked.    

    

Zhang Fengyi took out his locator, pointed at a few spots that were emitting red light and said, "The background that they invited this time isn't small, now they're all around us watching."    

    

"Call Amy." Ye Zimo's gaze finally left Xia Yihan as she spoke coldly.    

    

When the glass cover of the building was opened, Ye Zimo walked out from the building with a calm and composed expression. When Xia Yihan saw Ye Zimo's expression, she went from surprise to surprise.    

    

"A girl appeared behind Ye Zimo. She was wearing an exquisite dress as she held Ye Zimo's hand." Zimo, I like that bag, but only America has it. Come with me in the afternoon. "    

    

Ye Zimo was still as calm as ever. She turned around and nodded to the woman. This nod was enough to draw out all of Xia Yi's strength.    

    

"Ye Zimo!" Xue Wenjun stormed over and grabbed Ye Zimo's collar. He looked at Ye Zimo with bloodshot eyes, "Apologize to Xia Yihan right now."    

    

Ye Zimo let Xue Wenjun grab her collar. Her eyes were as cold as if she was looking at a dead man. "Take her away from here."    

    

"Then let the two of you get a double perch, do you think that's possible?" Xue Wenjun sneered.    

    

The corner of Ye Zimo's mouth curved into a cruel smile. She only smiled and hit Xue Wenjun's abdomen with her backhand. Xue Wen retreated back in pain.    

    

"F * ck off." Ye Zimo turned around and said to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan retreated backwards while trembling and the shadow shrouded her in. Xue Wenjun took Xia Yihan's arm and gently hugged her head. Don't look, and don't listen, Xia Yihan. " Xue Wenjun said softly.    

    

Letting go of Xia Yihan, Xue Wenjun turned around and hit Ye Zimo on the left cheek. Ye Zimo didn't move at all and was knocked off balance.    

    

Xue Wenjun was stunned for a moment. Ye Zimo wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth indifferently. The woman rushed over and used a handkerchief to wipe the blood off Ye Zimo's face.    

    

"One last chance. Let's go." Ye Zimo frowned as she looked at Xue Wenjun, but the other party seemed to have lost his mind.    

    

"You're courting death!" Ye Zimo said coldly, and similarly used her simple fist to clash with Xue Wenjun. That's enough! " Xia Yihan suddenly dashed between the two of them.    

    

Xue Wenjun and Ye Zimo's eyes were wide with shock as they avoided Xia Yihan at the same time, causing her to stagger a little.    

    

"Yihan!" Xue Wenjun hurried over to the place where Xia Yihan had fallen. Ye Zimo's hand was already out, her foot turned toward Xia Yihan, and she had to put her arm around the woman next to her.    

    

"Ye Zimo!" Xue Wenjun couldn't bear it any longer and was about to rush over. Xia Yihan grabbed Xue Wenjun's sleeve and shook her head. Her stomach seemed to be hurting. Xia Yihan restrained herself and walked over to Ye Zimo: "Can you tell me what I did wrong?"    

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Ye Zimo's grip on the woman's shoulder grew stronger, but her tone was cold and indifferent. "You didn't do anything wrong, and I don't need to explain my actions to you."    

    

"Pah!" Ye Zimo held Xia Yihan's hand tightly. "Xia Yihan, you better be careful." Ye Zimo said coldly.    

    

Xia Yihan lowered her head and pulled Xue Wenjun, who was about to charge forward, and said softly, "Let's go."    

    

"How can this be? Yihan, are you trying to let him off like this!" Xue Wen looked at Ye Zimo, flustered and exasperated.    

    

"Let's go." Xia Yihan repeated herself. When she raised her head and looked at Xue Wenjun, her eyes were filled with tears.    

    

Xue Wenjun was stunned. He glanced at Ye Zimo and said, "You will regret it."    

    

Ye Zimo watched Xue Wenjun put his arm around Xia Yihan's shoulders, gently opened the door for Xia Yihan, fastened her seat belt and left.    

    

After a long while, Amy said worriedly, "Director Ye, they have left, should you go and treat your wounds?"    

    

Ye Zimo immediately put down her hand. Looking at the place where Xia Yihan left, her eyes were filled with love. Amy stood behind Ye Zimo and watched this man she had always liked. She could only sigh lightly in order to protect a woman to this extent.    

    

Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan really couldn't get involved at all!    

    

"If you want to cry, just cry." Xue Wenjun was driving as he kept his eyes on Xia Yihan.    

    

"I'm not crying!" Xia Yihan raised her head and slapped her eyes with her palm. The rims of her eyes were as red as a rabbit's!    

    

Xue Wenjun was silent. Suddenly, he took a sharp turn and drove towards another lane. Where are you going? " Xia Yihan asked in surprise, tears rolling down her cheeks.    

    

They ran all the way until they stopped on a small cliff. Xue Wenjun pulled Xia Yihan off the car, took out his suit jacket and covered Xia Yihan's face. He said with a cold expression, "Raise your arms."    

    

Xia Yihan obediently followed Xue Wenjun's stern look. Xue Wenjun helped Xia Yihan button her buttons one by one.    

    

"What are we doing here?" The wind had cleared her mind a little.    

    

"There's a story. When people are unhappy, just shouting it out into the open would make them feel a lot more comfortable." Xue Wenjun looked at Xia Yihan with encouragement in his eyes.    

    

Xia Yihan burst into laughter. "It's like the bedtime story Nianmo and I recited, where the king has a donkey's ear."    

    

Xia Yihan's smile made Xue Wenjun blush. Ever since he was young, he didn't like interacting with girls, so he didn't know how to coax girls. This was the first time he wanted to do all this for Xia Yihan.    

    

"Ye Zimo, you big bad guy Eggy!" Xia Yihan recalled her voice from the empty cliff. She took a deep breath and raised her eyebrows at Xue Wenjun: "Do you want to come with me?"