The President's Little Prey

Xia Yihan holds the hand of wine, smiles to persuade her: "it's OK, looking at frightening, the wound is actually very shallow, will soon be good."

"Yihan!"

"Where can you talk here? Don't go and stand! " The housekeeper went to the wine and drank to her.

"Come on Xia Yihan said softly.

"Yihan, wash your hands quickly. Don't let Mr. Ye wait for a long time."

The housekeeper is very polite to Xia Yihan in front of Ye Zimo. The wound on her wrist makes him breathe a lot. However, if she dies, he will be more happy.

It doesn't matter if he bandages her so much.

Anyway, he won't step on thunder any more. Be careful to sail for thousands of years.

"Yes Xia Yihan returns to her and Zhao Tianai's room and grins at the faucet to clean the wound. Fortunately, there is no bleeding.

She had no other clothes to change. As soon as her uniform came out, she changed into a dress and went back to the hall.

Ye Zimo was reading the newspaper again, waiting for the housekeeper to respectfully say: "Mr. Ye, Xia Yihan has come." He just looked up indifferently and said, "go!"

The Butler ordered the driver to be in place, and a blue Bentley skidded over and stopped at the door of the main house.

Xia Yihan doesn't know where ye Zimo takes her. She has no right to ask. She just hangs her head and follows him.

Fang Lina, Zhao Tianai and sun Mengmeng just took a breath and began to envy that she had the opportunity to go out with the prince.

The space in the car is limited. Isn't this more opportunity for intimacy?

Damn it! She's always so lucky.

The housekeeper bent over and opened the door for ye Zimo. He sat on it gracefully.

"Mr. Ye, do you want Yihan to sit here?" Asked the housekeeper.

Ye Zimo did not speak, that is default, housekeeper looked at Xia Yihan, let her get on the car.

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

The car is very quiet. Xia Yihan is used to being quiet.

Ye Zimo's tall body occupied a lot of space. She folded her legs and tried to get close to the door, but her body was not close to him.

She even went out. I wish she could get in and out of Ye's house freely.

Tomorrow is Xiaojun's death day. She wants to ask ye for a day off to avoid him. Unfortunately, he can't approve of it.

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

However, the driver and security guard in front of him take advantage of his closed eyes to watch Xia Yihan in the mirror from time to time. Such a beautiful little face, who doesn't look secretly, is not a man.

They were glad that ye Zimo had gone to sleep and could have more eyes when they suddenly heard him say a very light sentence: "you two, don't want to do it?"

When he said this, he still closed his eyes. His voice alone also contained the awe of the king. Let alone the two said parties, Xia Yihan, was also awe stricken when he heard his words.

"Mr. Ye, I'm sorry!" Said the driver and the security guard.

He didn't say a word, and they didn't dare to see Xia Yihan any more. They just wondered that there were many beauties in the back seat of his car. It was not the first time that they secretly looked at Xia Yihan. Why is the prince so stingy this time?

Bentley car into the underground parking lot of imperial mansion, security guards help Ye Zimo open the door, Xia Yihan also got off the car behind him.

There is a special VIP passage in the parking lot, which leads directly to the top floor of the 48 storey imperial mansion.

Dihao building is the highest building in Dongjiang province. The Dihao club on the top floor is the most luxurious club in Dongjiang province. Its fame is not only in Dongjiang Province, but also has influence all over the country. Even many ambassadors to China are members here.

The whole Dihao building is only a small industry under the name of Ye Zimo, and only the insiders know that the club is a leisure place for many celebrities in politics and business circles.

The annual membership fee is so high that people can't get in because of money. Those who have no status refuse to enter.

The club's well-trained service staff, ye Zimo appeared, people quickly line up, the whole process of the line-up was unorganized, silent, and then a uniform greeting sounded: "Hello, Mr. Ye!"

The voice is sweet, the size is moderate, and it sounds comfortable.

Xia Yihan thought that their greeting standard was already very high. However, compared with here, she could only say that she was very weak.

Ye Zimo had no expression at all. The service staff respectfully took him and Xia Yihan to the door of a carved wood with ancient charm. He bent over and whispered, "Mr. Ye, please come in! Mr. Hai and Miss Song are here! "

Xia Yihan doesn't know why Ye Zimo brought her to her at this time, but she will be at ease when she comes, and acts according to his instructions.

The waiter knocked on the door and heard haizhixuan calm: "please come in!" Two words later, just gently open the door, please Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan in.Two people have just entered the door, wearing a small apricot dress figure has been briskly in front of them.

Just listen to a gentle greeting rings in the ear: "Zi Mo, you come! Is it hot? "

Xia Yihan looked up and saw a beautiful face with round apricot eyes lively and cunning.

Song wanting also takes a look at Xia Yihan and sees that she is wearing an ordinary skirt with almost no decoration, and her black straight hair is casually folded behind her ears.

Her face is completely plain, but it's so beautiful that you can hold your breath.

Xia Yihan nods and smiles at her politely. She doesn't know how to address her and doesn't dare to talk to each other at will, so she just smiles.

"Zimo, which family's daughter is this?" Song wanting comes forward and hugs Ye Zimo's arm and asks softly. The taste in her eyes is fleeting.

Song wanting's father is the vice president of Dongjiang provincial Party committee. Her father often tells her that men, especially powerful men, can't have only one woman in their lifetime.

Like Ye Zimo, a dragon among people, she doesn't want to occupy by herself. If she wants to be his wife one day, she must be tolerant.

"A servant!" Ye Zimo seems unwilling to say more, but he doesn't wave her arm. He lets her walk towards haizhixuan with her arms around her.

Haizhixuan saw Xia Yihan behind Ye Zimo. He stood up and said hello to Ye Zimo.

"Coming?"

"Well!" Ye Zimo snorted and sat down at the simple table.

"Zimo, does the servant have a name? If you don't, I don't know how to say hello. " Song wanting didn't sit down, but stood by him cleverly and spoke softly.

"Do you think I'll remember the servant's name?" Ye Zimo wrung his mouth ironically.

Song wanting cocked up her small mouth and said with a smile, "of course, you have such a good memory. What else can't you remember?"

Her flattery seems to be just right, ye Zimo rarely shows a smile, light said: "her name is Xia Yihan."