C18 The Crown Prince Was Very Stingy

Xia Yihan held onto Jiu Jiu's hand, smiling as she advised, "It's alright. It looks scary, but the wound is actually very shallow. It will heal very soon."

"Yihan!"

"Where's your voice from here?" Why aren't you standing there! " The butler walked up to Jiu Jiu and shouted at her.

"Hurry up!" Xia Yihan said softly.

"Yihan, go wash your hands quickly, don't let Mr Ye wait too long."

The housekeeper was very polite to Xia Yihan in front of Ye Zimo. The injury on her wrist had relieved him a lot. However, if she were to die, he would be even happier.

Since she was injured so badly, Crown Prince didn't even let him bandage her, which meant that she might not be that important to him.

No matter what, he would not step on the thunder again. He had to be careful not to sail a ship for ten thousand years.

"Yes sir!" Xia Yihan returned to her room with Zhao Tian'ai. She gritted her teeth as she tried to clean up the wound by the tap. Luckily, the bleeding had stopped.

She had nothing else to change, and just as her uniform was coming out, she changed into the appropriate uniform skirt and returned to the hall.

Ye Zimo was reading the newspaper again, waiting for the butler to say respectfully, "Mr Ye, Xia Yihan is already here." He then raised his head and said indifferently, "Let's go!"

The steward ordered the driver to get in, and a blue Bentley glided silently to a stop in front of the main house.

Xia Yihan did not know where Ye Zimo would take her, so she did not have the right to ask. She could only lower her head and follow behind him.

Faang Linuo, Zhao Tian'ai, and Sun Mengmeng had just let out a sigh of relief when they began to envy her for having the opportunity to go out with Crown Prince.

The space in the car was limited. Wasn't this more of a chance to get close to each other?

Damn it! She was always so lucky.

The butler bent over and opened the door for Ye Zimo. He got in gracefully.

"Mr Ye, you're asking Yihan to sit here?" the butler asked.

If Ye Zimo did not say anything, then it meant that she had tacitly agreed. The butler glanced at Xia Yihan and told her to get on the carriage.

The butler also arranged for a Security Officer to sit in the front seat to protect Ye Zimo's safety. He closed the door and drove away from the Ye residence.

The interior of the car was unusually quiet. Xia Yihan was used to the silence.

Ye Zimo's tall body took up a large amount of space. She crossed her legs and moved as close to the door as she could, but she didn't move close to him.

She actually left the Ye Residence and wished for her to be able to enter and leave the Ye Residence freely.

Tomorrow was the anniversary of Xiaojun's death. She really wanted to take a day off from someone with the surname Ye to avoid him, but unfortunately, he wouldn't.

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

On the other hand, the driver and security guard in front of him would occasionally look at Xia Yihan in the rear-view mirror while he was resting with his eyes closed. With such a beautiful face, if anyone didn't take a peek, they wouldn't even be men.

Just when they were glad that Ye Zimo had gone to sleep and could take another look, they suddenly heard him say in a low voice, "The two of you don't want to do it anymore, do you?"

When he said this, his eyes were still closed. Just his voice contained the deterrence of a king. Not to mention the two people involved, even Xia Yihan's heart trembled when she heard his words.

"Mr Ye, I'm sorry!" The driver and Security Officer said in unison.

He didn't say anything more, and they didn't dare to look at Xia Yihan anymore. They just felt weird, since there were many beauties sitting in the back of his car. It wasn't the first time they secretly looked at Crown Prince, why was he so stingy this time?

The Bentley Car drove into the underground parking lot of the Di Hao Tower. Security Officer opened the door for Ye Zimo, who also got off the car behind him.

There was a special VIP passageway in the parking lot, leading to the top floor of the 48th floor.

The Di Hao Tower was the tallest building in Dongjiang Province, and the Di Hao Club on the top floor was the most luxurious place in the entire Dongjiang Province. Its fame was not only within the Dongjiang Province, its influence could be said to be spread throughout the entire country, and many ambassadors that were stationed in China were members of this place.

The entire Di Hao building was just a small business under Ye Zimo's name, and only the internal staff knew that the club was a place where political celebrities and celebrities could relax.

The yearly fee was outrageously high, and it was not something that could be entered with money alone. Those without status refused to enter.

The staff at the club were well-trained. As soon as Ye Zimo appeared, everyone quickly lined up. No one organized the whole process. They did not make a sound and all of them greeted her, "Hello, Mr Ye!"

The voice was sweet and moderate in size. It was very comfortable to listen to.

Xia Yihan thought that their standard of greeting was already very high. She didn't expect that compared to this place, it would only be considered as being insignificant.

Ye Zimo remained expressionless from beginning to end. When the service staff respectfully led him and Xia Yihan to a door carved with ancient wood, she bent down and said softly, "Mr Ye, please enter! Mr Hai and Miss Soong have arrived! "

Xia Yihan didn't know why Ye Zimo wanted to bring her here, but since she was already here, she might as well follow his instructions.

The waiter lightly knocked on the door and heard Hai Zhixuan's calm voice: "Come in!" Two words later, he gently opened the door and invited Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan in.

When the two of them entered the door, the figure of Qiao Ting, dressed in an apricot dress, had already briskly walked in front of them.

A gentle voice sounded next to his ear: "Zimo, you're here! "Is it hot?"

Xia Yihan looked up and saw a very delicate face. Yuanyuan's almond eyes were lively and crafty.

Soong Wanting also looked at Xia Yihan and saw that she was wearing an ordinary dress with almost no decorations. Her straight, ink-black hair was carelessly tucked behind her ears.

Her face was plain, but her beauty was breathtaking.

Xia Yihan nodded politely and smiled at her. Since she didn't know what to call her and didn't dare to speak to her casually, she could only smile without saying a word.

"Zimo, which family's daughter is this?" Soong Wanting asked softly, putting her arm around Ye Zimo's arm, the taste of eating passing through her eyes.

Soong Wanting's father was the Vice Chairman of the Dongjiang Province Provincial Committee. Her father often warned her that it was impossible for a man, especially a man with power and influence, to only have one woman in his life.

It was even more impossible for a dragon like Ye Zimo to occupy her own hands. If she wanted to become his legal wife one day, she had to have the ability to accommodate others.

"A servant!" Ye Zimo didn't seem to want to say more, but she didn't wave her arm, allowing her to walk towards Hai Zhixuan with her arm wrapped around.

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

"You're here?"

"En!" Ye Zimo snorted lightly and sat down in front of the plain table.

"Zimo, a servant also has a name, right? If you didn't say it, I wouldn't even know how to greet people. " Soong Wanting didn't sit down. Instead, she stood obediently beside him and spoke in a soft voice.

"You think I'll remember the servant's name?" Ye Zimo curled her lips mockingly.

Soong Wanting smirked and said, "Of course I do. You have such a good memory. What else do you not remember?"

Her flattery seemed to be just right. Ye Zimo let out a rare smile and said lightly, "Her name is Xia Yihan."