C5 Need Money

There was a meaningful smile on his lips that made her hate him. He leaned close to her face, parted his lips, and calmly said, "How is it? Is this feeling good?"

She wanted to turn her head, not meet his eyes, become the enemy of all the maids, she didn't want to make enemies for no reason.

There was a faint pain in his jaw, and although he was laughing, he would not allow a small maid to avoid his question.

"Answer me!" His voice was filled with the aura of a king that could not be refused.

Xia Yihan took a deep breath and looked straight at him with a sincere expression, "Mr Ye, this isn't a good feeling. But I need the job. I need the money. I just want to be a good maid and do my job. "

Ye Zimo looked at her with a faint smile. Not even the slightest change in her expression could escape his eyes. Especially when she said she needed the money, there was a flash of hesitation in her eyes that suggested she was lying to him.

"You need money?" He seemed to be deep in thought.

"Yes, so please …" She was suddenly interrupted halfway through her sentence.

"With a beauty like yours, if you needed money, it would be easy to deal with, wouldn't it?"

The hint of his words made Xia Yihan's face turn red. She lowered her eyes and said softly, "I only want to earn what I want through my own efforts."

Ye Zimo leaned in closer to her with a charming expression. "How do you know that you don't need to work hard to be a lover? You have to figure out how to make a man happy. "

Xia Yihan's face turned red from embarrassment.

When had she ever heard such naked words? It was even in the middle of the night, a man speaking to her alone.

His handsome face was right in front of hers, and she was afraid of the faint trepidation and nervousness of his breath against her face. She wanted to drop the rag and run, but she was afraid that the more she panicked, the more he would tease her.

She lowered her head, "Mr Ye, it's getting late. Please rest early! I still need to continue wiping the floor, so I won't be chatting with you. "

When he stood up, Xia Yihan secretly let out a sigh of relief, thinking that his inexplicable actions had finally come to an end.

She concentrated and bent down to continue cleaning the marble floor.

Just when she thought he was about to return to his room, she suddenly heard his slow words, "Didn't the butler tell you that from tonight onwards, there will be people taking turns to work nights in my bedroom? It's you today. "

Xia Yihan's hand movements were forced to a halt. He didn't care about her reaction as he walked away after saying those words.

She had no choice but to put down the cloth, get up and run to chase him. As she ran, she anxiously said: "Mr Ye, please wait."

He stopped abruptly, and she nearly bumped into his back. Luckily, she reacted quickly and ran towards him in two steps.

He did not speak, but only looked at her expressionlessly, listening to what she had to say.

"Mr Ye, I'm sorry, but the butler didn't tell me about the night shift."

From the cautious way in which the butler always took his words to be an imperial edict, it seemed impossible that the butler would forget that he had told him to be on the night shift. That Ye fella must have said it as a temporary rebellion to make things difficult for her.

If she had been on duty in his bedroom so uncertainly, it would have been in their mouths tomorrow, and she would have been a barmaid.

They were making things difficult for her, but that wasn't what made her worry the most.

What she feared the most was that he, surnamed Ye, could do anything.

He asked her indifferently, "Are you questioning me?"

"I …"

"You should know that this is the steward's territory, or mine. If you want to leave, you can leave without following my instructions. "

His words were very strict, and there was no room for discussion at all.

Xia Yihan bit her lips and lowered her voice even further. "I will do as you say."

Do you really want to stay? He knew that he had guessed right, but if he wanted to lurk around him, he would need to be in high spirits.

She was very depressed, very self-contained. She must be very resistant to him in her heart, right?

He suddenly stretched out his hand, and once again pinched her chin with his slender fingers. He looked down into her black and white eyes and asked, "What if my orders are for you to make me happy?"

"You!" She only had to spit out one word before biting her lip.

"Answer me!" Her jaw ached.

There was no escape, she could only face him. She closed her eyes for a moment, then said as if giving her all, "Mr Ye, I treasure this job, but I also have a bottom line. If you don't want to do that, I'll have to leave. "

She thought he would be angry, but he only laughed mockingly and said coldly, "Really? I'm afraid you're not qualified. "