C726 Married to a Rich Family 655
C726 Married to a Rich Family 655
Ye Zimo knocked on the photo to remind him to come back to his senses. The clear words made him smile. "She's not a lover."
Xia Yihan followed the butler to one room. A few foreign women hurriedly came up to greet them. They chattered among themselves for a while before they brought Xia Yihan to another room.
Xia Yihan, who was wearing a full set of English court dresses, said in disbelief, "Could it be that I want to wear these?"
The servants nodded and escorted Xia Yihan to the wardrobe. Three to four servants continued to hold the dresses in the closet for Xia Yihan to choose from. The other two servants helped Xia Yihan to fix her hair.
In the living room, Ahn released the projector that Ye Zimo could not be considered a stranger to, "Kiu, the current leader of Italy's largest mafia, but it is said that he has disappeared for a long time. Some people say that the current Person in Power has never been him, but is another person."
Ye Zimo asked in a low voice, "How do we find him?"
"As an English gentleman, I don't like the rough aesthetic style of Italy, but it is said that Kiu is very fond of jewelry, so you can try your luck there."
The housekeeper lightly walked in front of Ahn, whose eyes were shining. He quickly walked to the door and praised Lili, who was wearing the traditional English noble dress, "Yihan, you look like the prettiest rose in England. Damn it, I must paint your beauty."
Ye Zimo sat on the sofa without moving, but her eyes were faintly shining. The complex white ripples divided her dress into layers, and her slim waist, coupled with Xia Yihan's already outstanding facial features, made her hair slightly comb up, revealing her shiny and clean forehead.
"Very pretty." Ye Zimo nodded.
Xia Yihan shyly avoided their undisguised praises. She wanted to walk a few steps and forget about how long the English dress was. She placed her left foot on her right foot and slanted forward.
"Yihan." He wanted to reach out his hand, but a black figure flashed by and grabbed Xia Yihan by her waist.
With a "kacha" sound, Ahn took the camera in his hand to shoot the two of them down, "Such fast skill. It seems like your Chinese martial arts is even stronger, Zimo." Ahn praised.
Lili pulled Xia Yihan's hand as they walked down the corridor, looking at Lili's back with a serious expression. "Zimo, Xiao Chun knows you're back."
Ye Zimo's back figure paused for a moment, but she didn't stop walking. "Where are you going?" Xia Yihan, who had been restrained to the point that she couldn't breathe, asked while panting slightly.
"I don't mind if you want to dress like this and go out."
Dressed in a loose dress, Xia Yihan pulled the dress back to her shoulders.
"Sorry, we will inform the designer to come over immediately to customize the clothes for Miss Xia." The butler said apologetically.
"No need." Ye Zimo brought Xia Yihan all the way to the shopping mall. Xia Yihan held onto the teetering clothes on her shoulders as she followed.
On the spiral staircase, Xia Yihan's eyes were wide open as she looked at the magnificent building. Ye Zimo, who was originally standing casually beside her, suddenly put her arm around Xia Yihan's shoulders and whispered in her ear, "Go and buy some clothes first, I'll be back very soon."
Xia Yihan raised her hand to grab Ye Zimo and asked her clearly. The clothes covering her shoulders slipped and she quickly pulled them back. In the blink of an eye, Ye Zimo had already started striding towards the exit.
Xia Yihan walked up to the second floor by herself. Since Ye Zimo wasn't around, Xia Yihan had no intention of shopping. She randomly picked a Chinese clothing store and entered.
The employee introduced the chips that would suit Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan picked up a dress and walked over with both hands. "I want this set of clothes."
"Miss Zhang, this lady saw this set of clothes first." The clerk hurried forward.
"Paul, you see, I want this dress!" The woman turned to the man beside her and spoke coquettishly.
The employee pulled Xia Yihan aside and whispered, "Miss, Ms. Zhang is a bit difficult to deal with. I think you should give way to the man with her who is related to the mafia."
Xia Yihan turned around and looked at the man. Her small blue eyes were narrowed, and her yellow hair looked stiff from all the glue, as well as her protruding stomach.
"What are you looking at?" The woman stood in front of the man and disdainfully said, "I've seen a lot of people who want to stick close to money like you. Don't think about him."
Although Xia Yihan hated women's arrogance, she didn't want to make things difficult for the shop assistant. Under the clerk's grateful gaze, she put down her clothes and said, "I'm not buying anymore."
The woman arrogantly carried the clothes into the fitting room. Xia Yihan had just walked out when the man from before caught up with her. "You're very pretty."
The man stretched out his hand to touch Xia Yihan's face. Xia Yihan dodged his hand and said angrily in English, "Sir, please behave yourself."
The man laughed strangely and took out a handful of money from his wallet as if he was giving it to Xia Yihan. "If you spend the night with me, all of this money will belong to you."
"What are you doing!" The woman who was supposed to appear in the fitting room rushed in front of Xia Yihan and hooted, "You woman, you're too shameless. You want to see a man."
People started to look in their direction. Xia Yihan shook off the man's hand holding the money, grabbed the woman's clothes and took out a gold card from her bag. "I want this set of clothes."
The woman's eyes lit up when she saw the golden card in Xia Yihan's hand. She then replied with disdain, "Maybe it was exchanged with her pretty face."
Xia Yihan patiently said, "I'm the Fashion Jewelry brand designer, Xia Yihan. The ring on your hand was designed by me, and with my current income, I can afford this dress."
The woman's face alternated between green and white, and she subconsciously hid her favorite gem ring behind her back. The man with small eyes began to pull the woman. "Forget it, let's go to another house."
"No!" How much is this dress? I'll pay ten times the price. You're a woman who relies on men. " The woman took out a gold card from her bag.
"I wish she would accept my care." A low voice came from outside the door. The woman couldn't help but stare at him.
A perfect skeleton, a casual black suit, not inferior to the foreigners' deep facial features. Ye Zimo took out her gold card and placed it on the cashier's desk. "Except for the clothes that the lady chosen just now, wrap them all up."
The woman's face alternated between green and white. It had taken her a long time to act coquettishly and the man was only willing to bring her here.
"Darling, let's go." The man coaxed in a low voice.
"Fuck off, look at your bear look!" The woman glanced at Xia Yihan aggressively and left the room hatefully.
After changing into a comfortable dress, Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo walked down the stairs.
"Brother Brother Zimo."
Xia Yihan looked up in surprise. Not far away, a Chinese girl in a pink dress looked at the two of them sweetly. She ran over and wrapped her arms around Ye Zimo.
"Xiao Chun, stop messing around." Without saying anything, Ye Zimo pulled her arm away.
The girl called Xiao Chun flattened her lips, and her bean-sized eyes fell, "Brother Brother Zimo, how can you be so fierce? I'm not as good-looking as this sister. You must have fallen in love with someone new."
Xiao Chun's wails became louder and louder. The onlookers all turned to look at her. Xia Yihan felt a headache coming on. Subconsciously, she grabbed Ye Zimo's arm and passed it to Xiao Chun. "Here, stop crying."
Xia Yihan only wanted to comfort Xiao Chun. Ye Zimo turned her head and gave Xia Yihan a weird look, not letting go and allowing Xiao Chun to hold her hand.
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Standing in front of the car door, Xiao Chun was on the verge of tears again. "Where are you going, Brother Brother Zimo? Why can't I go?"
Ye Zimo was a little agitated in her heart. She subconsciously said in a heavy tone, "Stop messing around."
Seeing Xiao Chun so upset, Xia Yihan couldn't help but cry. She could only say, "Don't cry."
Ye Zimo took out her cell phone and called Ahn. She pulled Xia Yihan's hand, stuffed her into the car and left.
"She's just a child." Xia Yihan looked in the rearview mirror.
Ye Zimo's shoulders were forcefully pulled back as she leaned forward to bite on them. With a low voice, she howled, "Xia Yihan, do you even have me in your heart?"
Xia Yihan touched her sore lips. "I was just coaxing a child."
"Would a child climb into my bed in the middle of the night? Does a child play with a bunch of Mafia? " Ye Zimo looked out the window after she finished howling, leaving Xia Yihan alone, lost in thought.
The car stopped at a huge transparent building. Xia Yihan got off the car and looked around. There was an unknown luxury car parked beside the building. She couldn't help but smile wryly. Ever since she met Ye Zimo, she had seen too many things that were different from the previous world.
Ye Zimo pulled Xia Yihan over and whispered, "No matter what you do later, don't leave my sight, okay?"
Xia Yihan nodded, and Ye Zimo's expression turned slightly better. After taking a few steps back and grabbing Xia Yihan's hand tightly, she walked towards the door.
People were streaming in and out of the huge Gothic building. Xia Yihan followed closely behind Ye Zimo. People kept looking up at Xia Yihan, some even complimenting her without any restraint.
The two of them walked down the long corridor. The lights were getting dimmer and dimmer, and they could hear the sound of voices coming from behind a large door.
The waiter led Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan to the second floor. In contrast to the noisy first floor, the second floor was quieter and had a better view.
Xia Yihan picked up the list on the table and could not help but stick out her tongue when she saw several zeros following the order.
The dim lighting focused on the center of the stage. "Welcome to today's jewelry auction. Today, we will be auctioning off Kaiser's personal items from the time of his voyage. Do not miss out on customers who like you."
Ye Zimo's gaze wasn't focused on the center of the stage, but on the surroundings. When her gaze landed on another man, it occupied the largest box. The man seemed to unconsciously knock on the stone on his walking stick.
Xia Yihan followed Ye Zimo's gaze and asked in surprise, "Isn't that her dead son?"
Ye Zimo nodded nonchalantly. Finally, she turned her gaze back to the stage. The man who had been standing upright glanced at Xia Yihan without batting an eyelid.