C30 Continue to Speak to Him
C30 Continue to Speak to Him
"Lie back down and talk to me. Say something else."
She sighed in her heart and followed his instructions to return to her original position.
He said that he could not talk about love, and of course she did not dare to talk about it again.
After thinking about it, she still felt that it wasn't easy to mess with him talking about what happened when I was a child, so she softly said, "Mr. Ye, can I tell you about what happened when I was a child?"
He did not say anything, so it should be possible.
In the quiet of the night, every syllable that jumped from her mouth had a faint yet beautiful flavor to it.
Her tone was soft, like she was telling a fairy tale.
"I grew up in an orphanage. I don't know who my parents are. The dean said that he had found me at the door of the orphanage. I was lying on a foam board, only one or two months old. It was summer then, so my dean named me Xia Yihan. When I was a child, I was very quiet and did not like to talk. People who came to adopt me liked lively children, especially boys, so I was almost ignored. "
In the darkness, Ye Mo's eyebrows moved imperceptibly, but he did not make any sound.
"What I wanted most at that time was to be adopted one day, to be able to leave the children and the older deans. I wanted to have a father and a mother. There was a little white boy in the orphanage, a few years older than me, who took care of me like my brother. If a little friend bullies me, he'll rush up and fight. He was good-looking, and many people who came to adopt him would take a fancy to him and take him away. Every time he says he's going to adopt me, he's going to take me with him. How many families would want to have two more children at the same time, do you think? So I stayed at the orphanage until I was three years old and finally met someone who wanted to adopt him and bring me along. The adoptive parents let him have their surname, Mo, and since I was originally an accessory, I still called him by his original name. They were originally infertile, but soon after they took us back, they found out that our foster mother was pregnant. "
Xia Yihan looked up at the ceiling as if she was lost in her memories. She spoke a lot before realizing who she was talking to.
She turned around and looked at Ye Mo. "Mr. Ye, are you asleep?" Is it boring when I say that? "
"Go on!" He only said the three words lightly, and she could tell from his tone that his attitude wasn't as tough as it had been at first.
"After the adoptive mother became pregnant, something happened in the family, so the living conditions weren't as good as they were before, so they decided to send us back. Their child had been born, a girl, after a period of indecision. "The adoptive mother will not be able to give birth to a second child, and the adoptive father will prioritize his son and daughter. Thus, it's decided that we should be raised together."
After that, her life became very difficult. Although Xia Yihan was only three or four years older than Mo Xiao Yin, she became her second mother.
No matter what crime Xiao Wen committed, it was basically her that bore the blame. If not for Mo Xiaojun's help, it was really hard to know how she could have survived so many years.
She did not continue, but Ye Mo seemed to know what the words she did not say were. He asked softly, "Was it painful at that time?
She froze for a moment, then gently shook her head and said, "No, very happy!"
Yes, at least then there was the Little Army, and all the bitter days became happy.
Perhaps it was because it was easier for people to remove their disguise in the middle of the night, or perhaps it was because her experience touched Ye Mo's heart, but this was the first time an idea popped into his mind. He wanted to give her a chance to hear her tell him personally that she was here to be a spy.
If she admitted it, he might forgive her.
"Xia Yihan, why are you here as a servant?"
"I …" Xia Yihan wanted to tell him everything, but when she thought of her past year's experience, most of the people she met just kept it a secret. She was wronged, framed, and betrayed. She couldn't take this one chance and risk it, so she chose to continue lying.
"I need money, Mr. Ye. My foster parents' daughter is still here …"
"No need to say anymore! "Go to sleep!"
Xia Yihan fell silent. She knew that Ye Mo was angry. He might have guessed that she hadn't come for the money. He must have hated people telling him lies.
Silently getting off the bed, she went back to the sofa and lay down.
She didn't sleep and continued to pay attention to his movements.
She would meet with Director Ye tomorrow. If everything went well, she would have to leave this place.
It wasn't a happy experience, but she couldn't explain why she felt a little reluctant to leave. Was it because of the elusive man in the bed?
She wasn't even friends with him, but she did what lovers do. She was teased by him more than once, kissed by him, and he had such an obvious feeling for her that she herself seemed to have a moment
No, it was not an emotion. It was just a primal instinct.
It was like seeing food and drinking water. It was absolutely inseparable from love.
His relationship with Mo Xiaojun was more like that of a family member. He would often walk with his arm around her shoulders, and she would also hold his arm. However, they had never kissed.
He kissed her, often only on the forehead.
Perhaps they were a kind of psychological interdependence. Even then, her heart could only belong to Xiao Jun alone, and would absolutely not allow a second person to enter.
Before dawn, the housekeeper arrived at the main house to serve his wife. Fu Fengyi woke up even earlier than Ye Mo. She had instructed her to stay here, so Ye Mo didn't need to wake up early to accompany her. However, the steward didn't dare to let her walk around the mansion alone.
Seeing that she was in a good mood, he pretended to inadvertently mention it: "Madam, Xia Yihan spent the night in Mr. Ye's bedroom."
Fu Feng's expression did not change, but the truth was, she was greatly shocked.
She had eyes and ears for her son. No matter how many women he had, he would never allow any woman to spend the night in this villa, let alone his bedroom.
Other than being pretty, what else had attracted him to change even his principles?
"Madam?"
"Butler, do you think the lilac in the yard is still too little?" I don't think the taste is strong enough. "
The steward was anxious, thinking, didn't you ask me first? Why did you purposefully change the subject when I took the initiative to report to you?
Fu Fengyi took two steps forward and stood in front of a purple clove. She closed her eyes and smelled it before slowly saying, "According to what you see, if Wan Ting came in, which room would she stay in?"