Wealthy Marriage: President Cool's Exclusive Doting

Xia Yihan held Jiujiu's hand and persuaded her with a smile: "It's okay, it looks scary, the wound is actually very shallow, and it will heal soon."

"Yihan!"

"Where do you have a place to talk here? Why don't you just stand there!" The housekeeper walked up to Jiujiu and shouted at her.

"Go!" Xia Yihan said softly.

"Yihan, go wash your hands, don't keep Mr. Ye waiting."

The housekeeper was very polite to Xia Yihan in front of Ye Zimo. The injury on her wrist relieved him a lot, but he would be happier if she just died.

She was so badly injured that the crown prince didn't even allow her to be bandaged, which meant that she might not be very important to him.

No matter what, he will never step on thunder again, and he will be careful to sail for thousands of years.

"Yes!" Xia Yihan went back to her and Zhao Tianai's room, gritted her teeth against the faucet and endured to clean the wound, but fortunately it stopped bleeding.

She had no other clothes to change, and just as her uniform had come out, she changed into a matching uniform skirt and went back to the hall.

Ye Zimo was reading the newspaper again, and waited for the butler to say respectfully: "Mr. Ye, Xia Yihan has come." He raised his head indifferently and said, "Let's go!"

The butler ordered the driver to be in place, and a blue Bentley slid over silently and stopped at the entrance of the main house.

Xia Yihan didn't know where Ye Zimo was taking her, and she had no right to ask, but just followed him with her head down.

Fang Lina, Zhao Tianai and Sun Mengmeng had just breathed a sigh of relief, and they began to be jealous of her having the opportunity to go out with the prince.

The space in the car is limited, isn't this more opportunities to get close?

damn it!She is always so lucky.

The butler bent down and opened the car door for Ye Zimo, and he sat in gracefully.

"Mr. Ye, are you telling Yihan to sit here?" the housekeeper asked.

Ye Zimo didn't speak, it was acquiescence, the housekeeper took a look at Xia Yihan, and asked her to get in the car.

The housekeeper also arranged for a security guard to sit in the co-pilot to protect Ye Zimo's safety. He closed the doors and the car drove away from Ye's house.

The car was unusually quiet, and Xia Yihan was used to being quiet.

Ye Zimo's tall body took up a lot of space. She folded her legs and tried to get as close to the car door as possible without her body touching him.

She actually went out, I really hope she can come in and out freely in Ye Zhai.

Tomorrow is the anniversary of Xiaojun's death. How much she wanted to ask Ye for a day off to get rid of him, but it's a pity that he would never approve.

Ye Zimo closed his eyes and leaned leisurely on the back seat, as if Xia Yihan didn't exist at all.

Instead, the driver and the security guard in front looked at Xia Yihan in the rear-view mirror from time to time while he was closing his eyes and resting his mind.Such a beautiful little face, anyone who doesn't take a peek at it is simply not a man.

The two of them were thankful that Ye Zimo had fallen asleep, and when they could look at him more, they suddenly heard him say in a calm voice: "You two, don't you want to do it?"

When he said this, he still had his eyes closed, and his voice alone contained the deterrent power of a king. Not to mention the two parties involved, even Xia Yihan who was next to him felt his heart tremble when he heard his words.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!" The driver and the security guard said in unison.

He didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to look at Xia Yihan anymore, they just felt strange, there were many beauties sitting in the back seat of his car, and it wasn't the first time for them to watch secretly, why is the prince so stingy this time Woolen cloth?

The Bentley car drove into the underground parking lot of the Dihao Building. The security guard helped Ye Zimo open the car door, and Xia Yihan got out of the car behind him.

There is a dedicated VIP channel in the parking lot, leading directly to the top floor of the 48-story Emgrand Building.

The Dihao Building is the tallest building in Dongjiang Province. The Dihao Clubhouse on the top floor is the most luxurious clubhouse in Dongjiang Province. Its reputation is not only in Dongjiang Province, but it can be said that its influence spreads all over the country. Many ambassadors to China are members here.

The entire Dihao Building is just a small property under Ye Zimo's name, and only insiders know that this clubhouse is a leisure place for many celebrities in the political and business circles.

The annual membership fee is staggeringly high, and people with no status are not allowed to enter.

The service personnel in the clubhouse are well-trained. As soon as Ye Zimo appeared, everyone lined up quickly. The whole process of queuing was unorganized and silent, and then a uniform greeting sounded: "Hello, Mr. Ye!"

The sound is sweet, the size is moderate, and it is very comfortable to listen to.

Xia Yihan thought that their greeting standards were already very high, but he didn't expect that compared with this place, it could only be said that they were insignificant.

Ye Zimo remained expressionless. When the service staff respectfully brought him and Xia Yihan to a carved wooden door full of ancient charm, he bent over and whispered, "Mr. Ye, please come in! Mr. Hai and Ms. Song have already arrived!"

At this time, Xia Yihan didn't know why Ye Zimo brought her, but if she came, she would be at ease, and just follow his orders.

The waiter knocked lightly on the door, and after hearing Hai Zhixuan's calm voice: "Please come in!", he gently opened the door, inviting Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan to enter.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, the figure of Ping Ting in a small apricot-colored dress had already briskly walked in front of them.

Only a gentle greeting sounded in my ears: "Zimo, you are here! Is it hot?"

Xia Yihan looked up and saw a very delicate face with lively and sly round almond eyes.

Song Wanting also took a look at Xia Yihan, and saw that she was wearing an ordinary skirt with almost no decoration, and her straight black hair was casually tied behind her ears.

Her face was completely plain, but it was so beautiful that it took one's breath away.

Xia Yihan nodded and smiled at her politely, because she didn't know how to address her, and didn't dare to speak to her casually, so she just smiled and said nothing.

"Zimo, which family's daughter is this?" Song Wanting stepped forward and put her arms around Ye Zimo's arm, and asked softly, the taste in her eyes was fleeting.

Song Wanting's father is the vice chairman of the Dongjiang Provincial Party Committee. His father often warned her that men, especially powerful men, cannot have only one woman for a lifetime.

For a dragon among men like Ye Zimo, she would not even want to occupy it by herself. If she wants to become his wife one day, she must be tolerant.

"A servant!" Ye Zimo didn't seem to want to say more, but he didn't wave her arm, letting her walk towards Hai Zhixuan.

Hai Zhixuan had already seen Xia Yihan behind Ye Zimo, as if he didn't see him, he stood up and only greeted Ye Zimo.

"coming?"

"Yeah!" Ye Zimo snorted softly, and sat down at the quaint table.

"Zimo, servants also have names, right? If you don't tell me, I don't even know how to greet them." Song Wanting didn't sit down, but stood obediently beside him, speaking softly.

"Do you think I will remember the servant's name?" Ye Zimo curled the corner of his mouth mockingly.

Song Wanting raised her mouth and smiled, "Of course, you have such a good memory, what else can't you remember?"

Her flattery seemed just right, Ye Zimo rarely showed a smile, and said lightly, "Her name is Xia Yihan."

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