C814 Wealthy Marriage 743
C814 Wealthy Marriage 743
Ye Zimo slowed her steps and turned around to leave. Zhang Fengyi couldn't help but speak up when he saw that nothing had happened to Ye Zimo. "Do you need me to explain it to Madam?"
"Do your job well." Ye Zimo said in a low voice, not looking back.
In the Hua Mansion, Alan pretended to be worried as she looked at Xia Yihan's pale face. In reality, she was already gnashing her teeth in hatred towards Xue Wenjun. This man had been causing trouble the entire time.
"Yihan, you're very pale. Are you all right?" Alan sat down next to Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan forced a smile with a pale face. It's fine.
"Ye Zimo has already retreated. It seems that she has feelings for you and is still protecting you." Alan probed.
Xia Yihan's concern made her feel strange and she didn't want to reveal too much. She said indifferently, "I don't think anyone would stand idly by the side and watch a pregnant woman get pregnant, not to mention that the child is his."
"The child is his?!" Alan cried out in surprise, her eyes becoming more certain. Xia Yihan smiled bitterly. "So what if it is his? Maybe this child will not be born with a father."
"Don't say it like that. How about this, I know Ye Zimo will do a brand promotion at Century Plaza tomorrow. I'll go with you tomorrow, I'll arrange a private room and get someone to connect the strings for you!" Alan finished her words in a single breath and looked at Xia Yihan, waiting for her agreement.
Xia Yihan noticed the slight wound on Alan's hand and asked, "Is your hand alright?" Alan was surprised for a moment. She put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "If there's anything you need, you might have accidentally cut it."
Several layers of security guards surrounded the reporters on the huge square. A group of people in black suits walked to the center. Ye Zimo, who always had a serious expression on her face, was standing beside the mayor as she listened to a pile of reports.
"Director Ye, we've already booked a private room. Should we go take a rest?" The plump man smiled at Ye Zimo.
"No need." Ye Zimo was about to leave when the man mysteriously said, "A famous jewelry designer was invited to the room this time. I heard she's very pretty!"
"Who asked you to say that?" Ye Zimo went straight to the man, warning in her eyes.
"Hur hur, Miss Alan was the one who said that. She said that was all she needed to say and that was good enough." The man smiled awkwardly.
Ye Zimo pursed her lips and walked in the opposite direction. "Lead the way."
"Yuanyuan ah, I've already arranged everything for you. You can have him communicate later." Alan said earnestly to Xia Yihan.
"Alan, I'm not Yuanyuan. You don't need to call me that." Xia Yihan said seriously to Alan. Alan's expression did not look good. She forced a smile and said, "Since my mom thinks of you as Yuanyuan, then you are Yuanyuan."
The door was pushed open and Ye Zimo walked in calmly. Xia Yihan tensed up. "Director Ye, come here. It's Miss Xia."
"Yihan, if you have anything to say, say it to my face today." Alan pulled Xia Yihan's hand and said earnestly.
Ye Zimo looked at Xia Yihan, her face hidden under the gray light. Xia Yihan's fingers were curled up slightly, looking nervous. Even after not seeing Ye Zimo for so long, Xia Yihan still felt as though she had always been by her side.
"Are you bored to this point?" Xia Yihan's pale face tried to explain, "No, I haven't thought about it."
"Enough, Xia Yihan. I've had enough." Ye Zimo turned around and left heartlessly. Xia Yihan's eyes were filled with tears. Alan pouted as if she was watching a good show. She followed Ye Zimo out the door. The good will was no longer there on the phone …
"Xia Yihan and Ye Zimo are already messing around. You can now turn your attention away from Xia Yihan and focus on Ye Zimo."
Alan left in satisfaction. Zhang Fengyi held the phone and said, "Director Ye, Alan has completely let down her guard."
After Ye Zimo left, Xia Yihan sat alone for a long time. The box was filled with faint music, but Xia Yihan seemed to be unable to recall anything.
Taking a deep breath, Xia Yihan walked out of the box and headed in the direction of her memory. She realized that she had lost her way after walking for a while.
"Why is Miss so interested?" A burly man passed out, spraying alcohol at Xia Yihan.
Xia Yihan dodged to the side. "Sir, please behave yourself."
"Self-respect?" The man laughed out loud. "I, Wang Gang, have never been self-respecting. I like to grow up to be like you. Come, drink a cup, drink three thousand!"
The man shook his head drunkenly and grabbed Xia Yihan's wrist, dragging her into the room. Xia Yihan was so frightened that she wanted to struggle free. "You're drunk. What are you doing? Let me go!"
The man waved his hand and pulled Xia Yihan who was struggling harder than before, "I'm not drunk! "I'm just letting you drink a cup of wine. If not for your beauty, how can a single cup of wine be so easy to earn!"
The man shook two fingers, felt something was wrong, and pointed three more. Xia Yihan bent down to pick up her high heels and hit the man.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hit you, I just wanted to wake you up!" Xia Yihan threw away her high heels and ran outside with a limp.
The man was thoroughly infuriated. He covered his head with his hands and chased after Xia Yihan, pulling her towards the private box without a care in the world. "I don't believe that I can't handle your little tramp!"
Xia Yihan was pushed into the box and fell onto the sofa. The man took out a bulging wallet and took out a stack of money from his wallet. "Here, drink this glass of wine. This money is yours!"
Xia Yihan tried her best to avoid the wine that was passed to her. The man put down the wine cup on the table unhappily and shouted, "It's not enough, right? It's alright, this brother is rich!"
Xia Yihan took out another stack of money and threw it at Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at the man, pointing behind her, "There's someone behind you, you should take a look."
The man laughed and shouted, "You want to use that to escape? No way! My IQ is 130 points!"
"Is that so?" The man's faint voice sounded from behind him. Turning his head in panic, the man at the entrance stood against the light. His tie, which he had not changed in time, was loosely tied around his neck with a trace of bandit's aura. "You are very brave." Ye Zimo walked slowly into the man's room.
"I'm the one who reserved this place, get out!" Compared to Ye Zimo, the man was like a bunch of potatoes, only able to make use of his voice.
"Is that so?" Ye Zimo elegantly bent over to pick up the money one by one until she found a thick stack of money in her hands.
"Eat it." Ye Zimo ordered coldly as she looked at the man. Don't do that, he's just drunk! "
Xia Yihan didn't want to see things get out of hand. She hastily stood up and took a few steps forward, wanting to persuade Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo pursed her lips, grabbed Xia Yihan's head, and fiercely kissed it.
Xia Yihan suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared blankly at the intimate look between Ye Zimo and herself. After ruthlessly rubbing against it for a while, Leaves fiercely said: "I will deal with you later!"
"You two are in the same group?" Ye Zimo raised her eyebrows and shook the bill in her hand. "Do you want me to help you or do you want to do it for you?"
"Let's see if you can beat me!" The man suddenly swung his fist at Ye Zimo, who easily dodged it and kicked the man in the butt.
Stepping on the man condescendingly, Ye Zimo rolled up the bill in her hand and put it into the man's mouth. She said flatly, "Get out of my sight in fifteen seconds."
"How dare you kick your father!" The man muttered as he got up and shouted towards Ye Zimo. Ye Zimo slowed down her pace and frowned in displeasure, saying, "What kind of background do you have that you shouldn't let me find you!"
"You still have eight seconds." Ye Zimo's tone was even colder. Xia Yihan couldn't help but open her mouth, "It's better if you leave. He really won't show mercy."
The man looked at Xia Yihan, then at Ye Zimo. He mumbled under his breath, opened the door and left. Ye Zimo turned around to look at Xia Yihan. With raised eyebrows, she said, "It's time for us to settle our debt."
Ye Zimo drew closer to Xia Yihan and said in a deep voice, "You want to leave me alone for Xue Wenjun?"
Xia Yihan gradually retreated, licking her dry lips. "Yes, yes, but you were the one who did that to me first."
Ye Zimo pressed on. "You're carrying a child and you want to die under the tractor?"
Xia Yihan continued to retreat as she awkwardly explained, "It's not about dying, it's just that I want to stop this matter!"
With nowhere to run, Xia Yihan fell onto the sofa. Ye Zimo leaned on the sofa with both hands and said with a hoarse voice, "I said I had enough!"
Xia Yihan's eyes suddenly widened. Ye Zimo's words injured her once again. She pushed away Ye Zimo's hand with all her might and ran outside. I can't cry! Xia Yihan tried to hypnotize her.
"I've had enough. I can only look at you silently." Ye Zimo said indifferently behind Xia Yihan.
"I've had enough not to put you in my arms and let other men take advantage of you." Ye Zimo gradually approached, Xia Yihan wanted to leave, but found that she could not move.
"I've had enough of your strange eyes. I've even had enough of you not standing on my side." Surrounding Xia Yihan, Ye Zimo took a deep sniff at Xia Yihan's hair.
Xia Yihan opened her mouth. She should ask Ye Zimo what was going on, but there was a voice in her heart that kept saying, "Don't give your heart to this man again."
"I'm in love with Xue Wenjun." Xia Yihan took a deep breath and said with her most indifferent voice.
"You can say that again." Not only was Ye Zimo's voice not angry, it was even softer than before.
"I found that Xue Wenjun might be more suitable for me." Xia Yihan mustered her courage and said, ignoring the thumping of her heart.
"Is that so?" Ye Zimo expressionlessly brought Xia Yihan to her side, one hand covering Xia Yihan's chest as she coldly smiled. "Then let's give it a try."