Wealthy Marriage: President Cool's Exclusive Doting

In Ye Zimo's study, he was sitting on the grand master's chair, with a more serious expression on his face than in the hall.

His cold eyes looked at the butler with great oppression, and the butler's shirt was wet with sweat.

After a long while, Ye Zimo said in a positive tone: "You are showing favoritism! This is the first and last time. If I find out again, you have to consider the consequences yourself!"

The housekeeper wanted to defend a few words, but before he could open his mouth, he was forced back by his cold gaze, and he dared to say yes again and again.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye! It's my fault. I will never do this again in the future!"

"Let's go back!"

"Yes, Mr. Ye!"

After the butler finished speaking respectfully, he exited the room and dared to stop when he walked outside the door, wiping his sweat a few times.

This place is within the monitoring range, no matter how angry or angry he was, he didn't dare to express anything on his face.

When the butler was away, the six maids were almost divided into two factions. Fang Lina and the others were still whispering bad things about Xia Yihan.Even if Ye Zimo said that Xia Yihan had no kissing experience, they didn't believe it at all. They always thought that if she hadn't the skills to seduce, he wouldn't have kissed her in public.

Only God knows how much Ye Zimo's wild kiss made them hate, how jealous, how much they hoped that it would happen to them.

Jiujiu also turned the topic to this. She blushed slightly, and said to Xia Yihan with envy: "Oh, the prince is too domineering, and my heart has been captured. Yihan, why are you Don't take the opportunity to hug his neck and kiss him back. Are you dizzy and stupid, why would you push him?"

Liu Xiaojiao also echoed in a low voice: "That's right, Yihan, if you strike while the iron is hot and become Mr. Ye's man, are you still afraid that they will bully you?"

Their question made Xia Yihan's cheeks flush quickly, and the suffocating feeling of being kissed was actually... No, Xia Yihan, he is not Mo Xiaojun, so his reaction to his kiss should be disgusted.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Liu Xiaojiao continued to persuade her: "Seize the opportunity, I heard that the prince will not be interested in women for too long."

These words reminded Xia Yihan that she should get closer to Ye Zimo when Ye Zimo didn't hate her so much.

This incident further showed that only he can let her stay here.

If one day she could be friends with him-although it was almost impossible, she should still strive for it.

"Jiujiu, Xiaojiao, wait for me, I'll thank Mr. Ye in person. If it weren't for his words today, I might not be here."

"Okay! Go quickly! It's better not to come back for a long time!" The two of them were obviously more excited than herself.

Xia Yihan met the butler in the corridor, she forced herself to smile, even though she hated him more than Ye Zimo at this moment, in order to stay, she still had to smile at him.

"Housekeeper, may I ask which room Mr. Ye is in?"

The housekeeper put on a smile on his face, and said politely, "Yihan, Mr. Ye is in the study."

His smile and his politeness sent chills down Xia Yihan's spine.He treated her so well for no reason, but secretly, maybe he didn't know what to do to her, it seemed that she had to cheer up even more.

"Thank you!"

After Xia Yihan finished speaking, he followed the housekeeper's instructions and gently knocked on Ye Zimo's study door.

"Enter!"

She took a deep breath, twisted open the door, stood at the door, and said softly, "Mr. Ye, I'm here to thank you."

"Come here!" He ordered unquestionably, his voice and expression were as if a king was dealing with a slave girl who could not resist.

Is this the one who protects her reputation in public?

Why did he have such a condescending demeanor in an instant?

The distance she had drawn closer to him in her heart seemed to be widening again. She thought he was paying attention to her.But why?From his standpoint, she was just an ordinary little maid, perhaps as humble as dust.

Walking to his large computer desk, Xia Yihan stopped and thanked him solemnly.

"Mr. Ye, thank you very much for giving me another chance today."

"Come here!" He interrupted her and said in a deep voice.

The oppressive feeling of these two words made Xia Yihan nervous unconsciously. She glanced at the two people's positions, and she walked forward to the table.

Did he want her next to his chair?

She was afraid of that distance.

He won't, Xia Yihan, take it easy.He won't embarrass an ordinary woman like you, but he likes the feeling that everything is in his hands.

Take it easy, just pretend like nothing happened.

She walked around the desk as calmly as possible and walked to his side. Before she could stop, her arm was suddenly grabbed by his strong and powerful hand.

In a panic, she still tried to grab the table and stand still, but like a swift leopard, he swiftly caught his little prey and held her tightly in his arms.

His steely arms wrapped around her slender and soft waist, his cheeks were close to her ears, and he asked softly, "How does it feel to be kissed by me?"

The magnetic voice seemed to reach the depths of a person's heart, and Xia Yihan's heart couldn't help shaking.

The man's breath lingered domineeringly around her nose, like the smell of poppies, which would make people lose their minds.

She knew that she couldn't have the slightest feeling for other men, but suddenly felt that she had become a little weak.

While Xia Yihan was struggling, his soft earlobes were suddenly caught by his hot lips, and a tingling feeling, like being pierced by an electric current, quickly rushed to her limbs.

She bit her lips tightly and took a deep breath, trying to get rid of the ambiguity he created. Even if her body still couldn't move, she at least had to keep her mind clear.

"Mr. Ye! Please, please let me go!" She said this sentence that she thought was the calmest, but found that her voice was also trembling.

Ye Zimo didn't seem to want to let go, he still had her earlobe in his mouth, and asked vaguely: "When I kiss you, do you like it or hate it?"

"I……"

Xia Yihan didn't know how to answer, saying he hated it, for fear of offending him.

Say you like it?No, she can't say these two words to others, even if it's fake.

She tried to stand up, but couldn't do it at all. His arms were still around her waist, and there was a tendency to continue to tighten.

Obviously, she had to give the answer he wanted.

"Say!" He ordered coldly, but this time there was an imperceptible hoarseness in his voice.

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