C189 Young Master Ye's Maid 111

In his mind, Xia Yihan was weak and timid.

He felt him standing outside the door. All of Xia Yihan's fear and uneasiness seemed to have disappeared.

Even through the door, she seemed to be able to hear his steady breathing.

Ye Zimo stood there silently, his gaze cold as he stared at the door.

Xia Yihan was in the room, watching like that