Wealthy Marriage: President Cool's Exclusive Doting

He has so many servants, and it seems that there are many women, how could he be so considerate for a small servant?

Xia Yihan, maybe everything is just a coincidence, maybe he was thinking of other ideas, such as making you kick higher and fall harder.After all, the man does everything for a reason.

"Miss Xia, please get in the car!" Hai Zhixuan's driver said politely.

"Thank you!" Xia Yihan got into the car after thanking him. When the car drove away from Ye Zhai, Ye Zimo pursed his lips and said nothing. No one knew what he was thinking.

Since he was going to buy clothes, he should have gone to the mall. Xia Yihan didn't expect that the car would not go to the city center, but to a more remote place.

Xia Yihan wanted to ask the driver, but saw that the car had already stopped by the side of the road, and the driver said respectfully: "Miss Xia, Mr. Hai is waiting for you at the top of the mountain."

She looked to the side and forward, and there was indeed a small mountain here. The mountain was not high, and it had not been opened up as a scenic spot.

From below, you can vaguely see a person in bright yellow clothes on the top of the mountain. It should be Hai Zhixuan, right?

After all, it was the wilderness, Xia Yihan was still a little scared.

Seeming to see her concerns, the driver added: "Mr. Hai said that this is a suitable place for worship."

Xia Yihan's face was obviously taken aback, and then he sincerely thanked the driver, and climbed up the mountain with difficulty in high heels.

The heels were too high, and it was very difficult to climb the mountain. When she almost fell, a pair of big hands grabbed her slender wrists.

"careful!"

Hai Zhixuan firmly grasped her wrist and asked her to use his strength to go up the mountain.

His approach was somewhat warm, and it didn't make her feel coveted at all, which was natural.

At the top of the mountain, Xia Yihan saw an open space above, with a bunch of chrysanthemums in the middle.

She looked at Hai Zhixuan puzzled, and he said indifferently: "I remember you told me that your boyfriend passed away on the last day of July last year, I remember correctly, right?"

Tears flickered in Xia Yihan's eyes. She told Xiaojun that she would not cry, so she turned around a few times and swallowed them back.

"Thank you, Mr. Hai, I didn't expect you to remember it so clearly."

Hai Zhixuan himself couldn't explain why he remembered it so clearly, and even took so much effort to bring her out despite Ye Zimo's objection.

Is it just because of future needs?

"I sympathize with what happened to you," Hai Zhixuan said, and then changed the subject.

"I don't know where he is buried, so I brought you here on my own initiative. If you want to worship at his tomb, I will accompany you."

Xia Yihan really wanted to go to see Mo Xiaojun in front of the tomb. She felt that she missed him so much. Even if she couldn't see the real person, seeing his tombstone would give her the strength to move forward.

But how could she bother Hai Zhixuan?

"No, that's fine. If I'm still at Ye's house today, I might not even have time to think about him." She smiled desolately. Although what she said was rejection, Hai Zhixuan completely understood her words. mean.

"Linjiang City is not far away. I will definitely be back before five o'clock. Let's go, don't waste time."

With that said, without waiting for Xia Yihan's objection, he picked up the chrysanthemum on the ground with one hand, and took Xia Yihan's wrist down the mountain with the other.

Feeling his sincerity, Xia Yihan didn't say much polite words.

The driver drove, occasionally asking Xia Yihan to point the way.

She and Hai Zhixuan sat in the back seat, whispering a few words from time to time.

He had noticed Xia Yihan's dress a long time ago, the color and style of the clothes were very fresh, and she looked more pure and noble today.

"Isn't Ye Zimo specially prepared this for you? It's very beautiful and suitable for you!" He said with a faint smile.

Xia Yihan responded with a smile, neither saying yes nor no.

"This kid, he still cares about face-saving."

Hai Zhixuan's words seemed to explain Ye Zimo's reason for doing this. The housekeeper said in the morning that she was from the Ye family so she shouldn't embarrass the Ye family when she went out.

"What happened to the injury on your wrist?" Hai Zhixuan asked again.

He saw her injury yesterday in the clubhouse, but it was not convenient for him to ask her.The wound was too deep, definitely not like an accident, more like it was left after suicide by cutting his wrists.

When he looked at her wound, Xia Yihan also looked subconsciously.

"Don't tell me that you can't hold on anymore and want to commit suicide. I don't think you are such a fragile person."

"No." Xia Yihan shook his head slightly, and said, "Don't ask, okay? I thank you very much, but I don't want to talk about what happened in Ye's house."

"Okay, then I won't ask. Whenever you need to talk to someone, I'll be willing to listen anytime." Hai Zhixuan said gently.

During the subsequent drive, Hai Zhixuan didn't take the initiative to speak anymore, and Xia Yihan didn't know what to say.

After a long time, she asked him in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Hai Zhixuan's heart warmed by such a small woman's question, he couldn't help looking at her dotingly, and said with a faint smile, "I'm not as angry as Ye."

Xia Yihan didn't know if it was because he missed Mo Xiaojun too much, but when he looked at her like this, she always felt in a daze that he cared about her just like Xiaojun.

Her eyes flashed trust, joy, and then a deep loneliness.

Hai Zhixuan felt that perhaps there would be no other woman in the world who could have such rich emotions as hers, yet was so suppressed. While he was feeling emotional, he was also happy for her flash of trust.

"Yihan, consider me your friend. Are you not tired of always rejecting others?" Hai Zhixuan looked at her sincerely and asked.

Xia Yihan knew that he meant well, but since Mo Xiaojun passed away, she seemed to have closed herself off.

She doesn't want to have friends, whether it's a man or a woman. She returns to her once very self-made world. Although she is very tired, she doesn't want to come out.

Hai Zhixuan didn't seem to be in a hurry, she didn't speak, and he filled the awkward atmosphere.

"It's okay. I'll treat you as a friend first. When you want to be my friend, just tell me."

"En!" Xia Yihan nodded heavily, and at the same time said softly, "I'm sorry."

"I can understand that you haven't gotten over the grief of losing him."

Hai Zhixuan's every word seemed to enter Xia Yihan's heart, making her feel that he is indeed a kind and understanding person.

In fact, the colder she is and the more she rejects everyone, the more Hai Zhixuan admires her.

In such an impetuous society, who else would pay so much for a person who passed away? Wouldn't it be nice to have a new relationship with Bi's woman long ago?

At the same time, he was very envious of Mo Xiaojun, and felt that with such a woman who loved him deeply, even if he died, he would be happy.

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