C129 Favorite Marriage in a Wealthy Family 62
C129 Favorite Marriage in a Wealthy Family 62
After he left, Mo Xiaonong didn't try to persuade Xia Yihan anymore. When she went back to her room, she called the person who had shown her good will. That person would drive to her school to pick her up.
After the butler arranged for the Security Officer and the drivers to leave, he asked them to return the carriage to him for the holidays.
Jiu Jiu and Hee Wen, and even Liu Xiaojiao, had been so loyal as to stay with Xia Yihan that she had refused, knowing they were looking forward to going home.
"Yihan, you're here by yourself. What if you don't have anything to eat?"
"Mr Ye probably didn't forget that I was still here, right?" Xia Yihan smiled.
"You don't have to worry, my wife and children and I will take care of you here. You guys can go home in peace."
Although Ye Zimo had given the housekeeper a holiday, he was still grateful for his kindness. He feared that not a single person would be able to stay behind. If Ye Zimo really needed help, no one would take care of her.
Jiu Jiu and the others could finally go back without worries with the help of their stewards. In just one afternoon, the villa had become an empty city.
The housekeeper's beloved child was not used to being here, so he spent a lot of time with them in the workers' area.
Xia Yihan felt that the main house was too big for her alone, so she walked around the villa. When she was exhausted, she went back to the guest room to sleep for a while.
After Ye Zimo arrived at the group, she instructed Lin Ling to call the butler and ask him about the progress of his arrangements after the holidays.
The housekeeper knew Ye Zimo was concerned about Xia Yihan, so he asked Lin Ling to tell her that her family would be in the villa. They wouldn't go anywhere and would take good care of Xia Yihan's daily life.
Xia Yihan walked back and forth outside the main house many times. She didn't know if she was expecting Ye Zimo to come back.
But it was already dark and Ye Zimo hadn't come back yet.
The butler didn't know how to cook. His lover cooked dinner. It was a very common dinner. Xia Yihan didn't have much appetite and just ate a little.
"Yihan, it's getting late. You should go home early. Mr Ye won't be back for dinner tonight."
"I know." Xia Yihan replied softly.
No, he wouldn't.
He knew that she was the only one left in the villa, and he didn't want to see her now, so he would eat outside.
Tonight, the housekeeper would definitely accompany his lover and children in the workers' area. With such a large main house, if Ye Zimo didn't return, she would live by herself. Just thinking about it made her feel overwhelmed with fear.
The housekeeper was still standing there, as if he had something to do before he saw her safely return to her room.
Xia Yihan had no choice but to return to her room and lock the door behind her.
Time passed minute by minute. In the room, other than silence, there was also silence. She really wanted to sleep, but she discovered that her fatigue and sleepiness were all gone. Lying down and trying to work even harder was all in vain.
Xia Yihan took out the phone Ye Zimo had given her and turned it on again. She looked at the phone records and the messages Ye Zimo had sent her that night.
After watching it for who knows how many times, the entire villa was still silent. From time to time she listened, as if expecting him to come back, even if he didn't see her.
At least she knew he was in the opposite room, and she wouldn't be so frightened.
She looked at her cell phone. It was already ten at night. She smiled bitterly and thought, it seems like he really won't be coming back.
Just when she had almost given up hope, she suddenly heard steady footsteps coming closer and closer.
She sat up from the bed excitedly and immediately got off the bed and walked barefoot to the door.
Although her footsteps were light, Ye Zimo, who had a keen hearing, could still hear her.
He refused to care about any woman, especially this woman who dared to talk to him despite his warnings in front of everyone. He specifically delayed coming back for a few hours, but the scene in front of him was still that of that frail little woman hiding in her blanket, not daring to come out.
In his mind, Xia Yihan was weak and timid.
Sensing that he was standing outside the door, Xia Yihan's fear and anxiety seemed to have disappeared.
Even through the door, she could hear his steady breathing.
Ye Zimo stood there silently, staring coldly at the door.
Xia Yihan was looking at him like that in her room. She wasn't sure if she should go out and apologize again.
The two of them were in a deadlock. Both of them stood still, not moving an inch.
Xia Yihan, didn't you tell me many times that as long as he comes back tonight, it will be proof that he cares about you? He's back. You should go out. You should tell him that you … You miss him.
Xia Yihan bit her lips as she continued to struggle against herself.
She really wanted to bravely take this step, but she was always afraid. She was afraid that if she said she missed him, it would be letting Mo Xiaojun down.
After taking a few deep breaths, Xia Yihan still reached for the door handle as if she had made up her mind.
Hearing the sound of Xia Yihan's door opening, Ye Zimo immediately turned around and headed in the direction of her bedroom with a dark expression.
When Xia Yihan came out, she only saw his back that was about to enter the door.
She really wanted to call Mr Ye, wanted to say that she had been waiting for him to come back. Even if she didn't say that she missed him and only said that she would wait for him to come back, he should understand her feelings.
However, she was now facing a back figure, as if those words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them at all.
After hesitating for a long time, she still turned around, intending to return to her room to sleep without saying a word.
"Have you forgotten your duty?" His cold voice came from behind her. It was, after all, better than nothing.
Xia Yihan turned around and walked behind Ye Zimo, pondering his words. Her duty?
He went in and turned on the light in his room. His bedroom was still very dark and gave off a very depressing feeling, but now, with his calm face, it seemed even more depressing.
Ye Zimo loosened her tie and threw the briefcase on the sofa. She then ordered Xia Yihan coldly, "Put on your shoes and help me take a bath!"
Put on your shoes? Did he know she wasn't wearing shoes?
He didn't even seem to look at her! So, even though he seemed cold on the surface, he was actually concerned about her.
Xia Yihan's heart seemed to be immersed in ice water for the whole day. His cold words seemed to warm her emotions up. She had never wanted much, even if he was cold. As long as she could feel a trace of warmth from him, she would be satisfied.
"Yes, Mr Ye!" Xia Yihan replied softly. She then quickly went back to her room, found a pair of slippers, and put them on.
After she left, Ye Zimo's brows were still furrowed. She thought to herself, this damnable woman is really stubborn. Why did her gentle appearance from a few days ago completely disappear?
Shouldn't she have come over and hugged him and said, "Are you still angry? "Don't be angry, okay? If I see that you are unhappy, I will be sad too."
She hadn't, and if he hadn't called her, she really would have gone back to her room.
Xia Yihan put on her slippers and returned to Ye Zimo's room. She asked him softly, "Mr Ye, do you want to take a shower in your room, or go to the big bathroom?"
"Big bathroom, go get some water!"
"Alright."
Xia Yihan washed the bathtub again and put away the water. Just as she was about to go get Ye Zimo, the bathroom door opened and Ye Zimo slowly walked in.
It seemed that she had not bathed him since the first day she came to the villa to help him.
Actually, she knew that this was a lousy excuse. The water temperature had always been adjusted, and the people who served Ye Zimo's bath only needed to release the water according to the season.
Ye Zimo did not expose her either.
With her back to him, Xia Yihan stretched out her small hand to feel the water, as if she was testing the water's temperature.
She blushed and quickly lowered her head, "The temperature of the water is just right. Mr Ye, please, I'll wait outside the door."
Her bashful expression made Ye Zimo's gaze darken. She then ordered indifferently, "Wipe your back!"
He actually didn't let her go. Now that he was wiping his back, it seemed different from that time. She should have been more natural. He didn't know why, but she was even more nervous and panicked.
She tried her best to suppress the restlessness in her heart and said very softly, "Yes, Mr Ye."
After it was over, Ye Zimo's expression didn't change much. Xia Yihan secretly looked at him and saw that he still had a straight face.
She was a little depressed.
He got up and stepped out of the tub. Without looking at her, he ordered her in a cold voice, "Come to my room tonight."
She was almost exhausted to death … Xia Yihan gasped.
Xia Yihan went to Ye Zimo's room.
He was already lying on the bed, and he did not look at her when she came in.
"Let's go to the bathroom and dry my hair first. Don't let my pillow get wet." He continued to speak coldly.
Was he really afraid of wetting his pillow?
Xia Yihan felt a warm feeling in her heart, but she didn't say anything. She just went to the bathroom according to his wishes and dried her hair.
When she came back, holding a hair dryer, she walked into Ye Zimo's bedroom and whispered, "Mr Ye, your hair is still wet. You'll have a headache if you sleep like this tomorrow."
Bastard woman, she actually knew about it! His brows twitched, but he still said coldly, "Nonsense."
Why do you want me to blow dry before you go to sleep? Xia Yihan thought to herself in both anger and amusement. She had never seen such an awkward person. Was face really that important?
"Mr Ye, I know it's nonsense, but let me blow it dry for you. This is my duty." she said softly, giving him a good deal of face.
Ye Zimo snorted and sat up. Xia Yihan connected the hair dryer to the socket on the bedside table and carefully blew his hair.
She was very familiar with this job. She used to blow-dry Mo Xiaonong's hair, and sometimes she would massage while blow-dry her hair. She treated Ye Zimo the same way. Her actions were very gentle, but it also made people feel very comfortable.
Although he still maintained a straight face, it was impossible for him to not have a trace of emotion in his heart.
When Xia Yihan had finished blow-drying his hair, he still had his eyes closed, as if he didn't want to look at her.