C10 Thank Goodness

Xia Yihan resisted the urge to yawn and her face turned red.

She habitually bit her lips and softly said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. I won't be like this in the future."

Her little face was flushed. Her uneasy eyes and the wide maid uniform she wore made the man want to protect her again, but he also wanted to bully her ruthlessly.

Ye Zimo stared straight into her eyes. She heard her heart beat in fear. It was especially loud.

She lowered her head to avoid his strange gaze. His hand reached out towards her a little bit, then he clenched his fist and retracted it. Then, he pursed his lips and turned to leave.

He left just like that?

She thought that he would make things difficult for her, or perhaps ask her to follow him to his room to be on duty.

He didn't say anything, so she was really lucky.

After he left, Xia Yihan took a deep breath. She prayed silently in her heart, "Xiaojun, please help me. Let Director Ye come here earlier.

She calmed down and continued to wipe the floor until there was not a speck of dust on the white cloth.

The security guard on duty went to lock the door, yawned and went back to sleep.

Xia Yihan guessed that Ye Zimo must have also gone to sleep, so she quietly went to the bathroom to take out all the rags and needles that she had hidden and spread them on the floor.

Fortunately, they were in a hurry, so the cloth was not especially shredded. It was still very big.

She separated the pieces of cloth according to the two dresses. She first put one piece together and started sewing.

This was a huge workload. She knew very well that if the traces of the needle and thread were obvious, butler would find trouble with them, so the stitches were very small.

She was glad that she had done this when she was young and was very familiar with it. However, the big lights in the hall had already been turned off. The lights were a little dim now, and she could not see clearly, so it became strenuous.

After an unknown period of time, her drowsiness became heavier and heavier. She propped up her stiff eyelids and pricked her hands with needles many times.

If the needles pricked her hands, she would wake up a little more.

After taking a bath and reading a book, Ye Zimo turned on the computer in the room and clicked on the monitoring screen in the hall. His eyes fell heavily on Xia Yihan who was sitting on the ground.

The lights were a little dim. He could not see what she was doing. He approached the screen and took a closer look. When he saw that she was sewing clothes, he frowned imperceptibly.

Just at this time, Xia Yihan was sleepy again. The tip of the needle pierced the gap between her thumb and thumb. The intense pain made her completely awake.

She used all her strength to pinch her fingertips. Blood seeped out from her fingertips and her tears flowed out without her realizing it.

It was so late at night, and perhaps only now could she let herself cry.

She had already endured it for too long. Once her tears were released, she could no longer hold them back. She did not dare to make a sound. She bit her lips tightly, allowing her tears to continuously flow out.

Ye Zimo stared at the screen in a daze. His gaze became very complicated.

His fist gradually tightened, tightened, and released.

He picked up the phone on the coffee table and dialed a few numbers skillfully. Soon, butler's respectful voice came from the other side.

"Mr. Ye!"

"Is our Ye family so poor? Do the maids need to sew their own clothes?" He asked in a cold voice.

butler was already in a daze, so he did not react immediately.

"Mr. Ye, I don't understand."

"Then listen carefully now! Tomorrow, go and make two new sets of uniforms for Xia Yihan. Before that, she can wear anything."