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Ye Zimo nodded, accepting the facts plainly, and turned to leave. The doctor called Ye Zimo from behind: "Mr. Ye, I suggest that you stay in Los Angeles for treatment. After all, the medical level here will be relatively high."

Ye Zimo turned to look at the doctor, and said with a smile: "There is a kitten in captivity at home, I'm afraid the kitten will be anxious if I don't go back."

After Ye Zimo left, the doctor murmured in a low voice, "The Chinese really love small animals."

Ye Zimo hurried back to China from Los Angeles on a private plane, but Xia Yihan didn't know all about it. In his dream, Ye Zimo sat alone and looked at him, neither approaching nor far away.

"Zimo?" Xia Yihan murmured softly, feeling the gentle touch of his lips, Xia Yihan woke up after tossing and turning.

In front of Ye Zimo's magnified handsome face, Xia Yihan blinked, letting Ye Zimo suck on himself, until Xia Yihan realized that his shoulders were chilly, then suddenly pushed Ye Zimo away, and pulled the pajamas onto his shoulders.

"Early in the morning! What to do!" Xia Yihan's face was flushed because of excitement. A lot of things happened recently. She and Ye Zimo hadn't done anything for a week. Thinking of this, Xia Yihan's face turned even redder.

"What are you thinking?" Ye Zimo straddled the edge of the bed and gradually approached Xia Yihan. Xia Yihan stepped back quickly, leaning his back against the cold bedpost and closing his eyes shyly.

The imaginary storm did not come, and the hair on his forehead was brushed away, bringing a little cold touch. Xia Yihan opened his eyes and saw Ye Zi's black curly and long eyelashes.

"Does it still hurt?" Ye Zimo touched Xia Yihan's wound caused by Luo Mixue. Although the bandage had been removed, there was still a hole in the wound.

Xia Yihan thought for a while and said, "It hurts to death."

Ye Zimo's hand became softer and softer, but his eyes became colder and colder. Xia Yihan suddenly grabbed Ye Zimo's hand and rubbed it against his cheek, and said happily: "If all the pain is in exchange for happiness, Then I think the pain is worth it! Hey, why hit me!"

Xia Yihan covered his red nose and looked at Ye Zimo pitifully. Ye Zimo's face, which was originally deliberately straightened, couldn't help laughing after seeing Xia Yihan's pitiful look: "How can anyone curse themselves like that?" , hurry up and wash up for me."

Ye Zimo grabbed Xia Yihan, patted Xia Yihan's butt, Xia Yihan glared at Ye Zimo, and ran into the bathroom clutching his butt, amused Ye Zimo again.

After washing up, Xia Yihan followed Ye Zimo downstairs, and the housekeeper greeted him and said, "Master, something happened to the Chinese cook on duty just now, I approved him to rush back. The western cook is on vacation today, and it is said that he went to Beijing to see* fucked up."

The butler kept talking more and more quietly, these were all his omissions, Xia Yihan said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll just eat whatever I want, it's my problem, I didn't expect that I would sleep so late."

"Wrap me an apron." Ye Zimo on the side had already handed Xia Yihan a plain apron, Xia Yihan was taken aback, and helped Ye Zimo tie the apron under Ye Zimo's urging eyes.

Xia Yihan watched Ye Zimo skillfully put in the bacon, and the fragrant smell came out. He couldn't help drooling and wanted to get closer. After getting closer, he found that Ye Zimo seemed to be in a daze without moving, and the bottom of the pot was already burning a little. taste.

"What's wrong? It's almost burnt." Xia Yihan anxiously pointed at the bacon in the pot, Ye Zimo suddenly put down the spatula, turned around and took off his apron and said in a hurry: "There are still some things in the company, I have to leave first."

Xia Yihan watched Ye Zimo leave the living room in stride, so fast that he even kicked away the toy that Ye Chuqing accidentally left aside.

In Ye's underground garage, Ye Zimo punched the steering wheel fiercely. Just now, his eyes started to look gray again. The recent frequency is really too high. After calming down, Ye Zimo took out his mobile phone.

Subconsciously pressed Hai Zhixuan's address book, looking at the phone number that would never ring, Ye Zimo's face darkened, and Lin Ling's sadness emerged in his mind, since he was destined to leave, he must definitely help Xia Yihan After clearing the obstacles, the phone rang, and Xia Yihan's voice was full of worry.

"Are you okay?" Xia Yihan asked softly.

"It's nothing, the company has something to do, you go out to have breakfast obediently."

Xia Yihan wanted to say something, but Ye Zimo had already hung up the phone. Looking at the long address book, the call record with Ye Zimo was only a few minutes, Xia Yihan felt inexplicably flustered.

"Ma'am, there is a policeman called Baker looking for you outside the door." The guard came in and said to Xia Yihan.

Xia Yihan was a little surprised. Before the guard could go out, Baker strode into the living room, nodded to Xia Yihan as a greeting, and said straight to the point: "Yihan, do you know about Luo Mixue?"

"Luomi Xue, what's wrong with her?" Xia Yihan asked strangely.

Baker sighed, looking as if that was the case, and said: "Luo Mixue was originally going to jail for the crime of intentional injury, but Ye Zimo withdrew the charge." received information.

After Baker left, Xia Yihan couldn't help calling Ye Zimo's phone again. It was a busy tone. Xia Yihan sighed. Ye Chuqing beside her didn't eat well, so she threw the ribs she bit into Haizhuoxuan In the bowl, the upset Xia Yihan scolded softly: "Chuqing, you can't do this, how can you give the food you have eaten to your brother!"

"It's okay, Chuqing doesn't like it, I'll just eat it." Hai Zhuoxuan looked at Ye Chuqing dotingly, and ate the ribs in the bowl without any grievances. Xia Yihan couldn't help being sentimental, like Zhuo Xuan Such a good boy, it's a pity that his father is no longer here.

It's not that Ye Zimo doesn't know that Xia Yihan called him, but because there are important things to do now.Sitting in the coffee shop, Zhang Fengyi came quickly and said in a low voice: "Everything has been done, and the person has come out now."

Ye Zimo nodded, and began to look at the blurry to clear picture on the tablet.

Luo Mixue didn't know that she was being monitored, and those who brought her out hurriedly left without saying a word.

Luo Mixue turned on the only mobile phone she had with her to call Sisi, and the sound of it being turned off from the phone startled her.

She has nothing left. Luo Guiyao is in jail, and all property in the family is frozen. She even puts her ID card and passport with Sisi.

Flipping through his pocket, there was only a piece of paper with the address printed out by a computer in his pocket.

Anyway, there is no place to go, so let's go to this place first.Luo Mixue decided to go to the place above the note.

A Maserati hurriedly came from a distance, and Luo Mixue looked at it enviously. She could afford to drive it before, but now she can't even afford a bicycle, let alone a small car.

Maserati didn't leave, but stopped beside Luo Mixue. When Luo Mixue saw the person coming, her face turned livid: "Xia Yihan."

"Luo Mixue, are you okay?" Xia Yihan originally wanted to try his luck, but he didn't expect to meet Luo Mixue.

"What's the matter with you! I don't need you to take care of me if I have something to do. If you are sick, you are sick!" Luo Mixue felt that Xia Yihan was cursing her, and her face was very bad.

Luo Mixue's attitude was bad, Xia Yihan stopped Luo Mixue with a sigh, stopped hiding the facts, and said, "I'm not your father's mistress, the real mistress is a woman named Sisi."

Luo Mixue was startled, and asked calmly on the surface: "Do you think I will believe you?"

Xia Yihan stood aside, no longer obstructed, but said: "Be careful in the near future."

Luo Mixue did not listen carefully to Xia Yihan's words, but set her eyes on the clothes Xia Yihan was wearing.

Famous brands are all famous brands, and the sight falls on me, the shirts and jeans from the street stalls, which is really ironic.

Not wanting to talk nonsense with Xia Yihan anymore, Luo Mixue left in a hurry, Xia Yihan looked at Luo Mixue's back worriedly, thinking in his heart that he hoped all of this was because he was thinking too much.

Luo Mixue took several buses to arrive at the address written on the note, which turned out to be a canteen in an alley.

Looking at the snacks in the canteen, Luo Mixue swallowed. By this time, she would have been very hungry.

"Is anyone there?" Luo Mixue yelled into the room, but there was no answer in the room. Luo Mixue yelled a few more times, and pushed the door panel at the entrance of the canteen. The door panel was not locked, so it was pushed easily open.

Luo Mixue walked in, there was no one around, only the sound of the fan turning in the room.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?" Luo Mixue walked into the room and saw a person lying on the ground with his back facing him.

Scared, Luo Mixue wanted to back away, but was hit hard on the back of the head, and instantly collapsed on the ground and passed out.

Some people filed in, and Ye Zimo, the leader, looked at Luo Mixue who was collapsed on the ground, and told Zhang Fengyi: "Let's do it."

Zhang Fengyi said hesitantly: "After all, she has never done it. Isn't it too much for us to do this? This is a person's life?"

Ye Zimo frowned, couldn't help but focus on Luo Mixue's back, gritted his teeth and said, "Follow the plan."

When the phone rang, Ye Zimo watched Zhang Fengyi thrust a knife into Luo Mixue's body, and then carefully wiped off the fingerprints.

"Hey, Mr. Ye, was your brain traumatized before?" the doctor on the phone asked.

Ye Zimo thought about it, and he did fall into a big crack during the earthquake, and he did hit his head when he fell in.It's just that I didn't think about it that much at first.

"Yes." Ye Zimo briefly explained the cause and effect.

"That's right. There is a small blood clot on your optic nerve, which is almost invisible, but this blood clot is pressing on your optic nerve. If you are not careful, it will cause blindness. It is too difficult to remove this blood clot now. We're still trying to figure it out," said the doctor on the phone.

Knowing the reason for his blindness, Ye Zimo calmed down. He hung up the phone after simply talking to the doctor, and kicked a row of boxes when he wanted to walk into the room.

There are all moon cakes in the box, as well as the surrounding boxes. "The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in a week." Zhang Fengyi came over, wiping the sweat off his face.

Mid-Autumn Festival?Ye Zimo's heart softened when he thought of Xia Yihan. In the two years since Xia Yihan left, he had been working overtime during the Mid-Autumn Festival, just not to think of this woman.

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