She smiled in a timely manner and said softly, 'Zimo, I've promised Pan Yu to keep an eye on Hai Zhixuan. With me here, even if he has the thief's heart, he wouldn't dare to act on it.' Hai Zhixuan had already glanced at Xia Yihan's situation from the corner of his eye and also chuckled lightly, 'I just need her to help try on clothes, I have no other thoughts. I'll have my driver send her back before five o'clock this afternoon.' Ye Zimo didn't speak anymore, just lowered his head to drink tea. For the rest of the time, no one mentioned Xia Yihan's matter, and she slowly recovered from the embarrassing situation. Most of the time, Hai Zhixuan and Song Wanting were chatting, and Ye Zimo hardly spoke. When the party ended in the afternoon, Song Wanting linked her arm with Ye Zimo's and said softly, 'Come to our house for dinner!' 'Come to mine,' Ye Zimo said quietly. Song Wanting's face immediately brightened with joy. Even if she was usually dignified, she couldn't hide her excited feelings at this moment. You see, Ye Zimo never brought women home to spend the night. He basically solved his physical needs in the presidential suite of a star-rated hotel, and being intimate with her was no exception. She always felt that as the daughter of the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, doing such things with him in a hotel was quite humiliating. She longed for the day when she could walk into his home like an ordinary man's girlfriend, to be close to his world. And now, she finally looked forward to this day. She tried hard to appear calm, linked her arm with Ye Zimo's, leaned her head on his shoulder, and said even more softly, 'Okay!' 'Zimo, at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, my driver will pick up Miss Xia. Thank you.' 'Hmm.'

Leaves Mo snorted and entered the elevator with Song Wanting, while Xia Yihan followed silently behind them. As the car approached the Ye residence, the security guard ahead sent a message, informing Mr. Ye that he was about to return, accompanied by Miss Song. Song Wanting and Hai Zhixuan were treated equally when they arrived; the dishes were very rich, and Leaves Mo didn't seem cold towards her. She thought he would take her around the villa to see the sights, but he didn't. He just had a meal with her. During the meal, the butler came forward and asked, "Mr. Ye, shall we prepare a guest room for Miss Song?" The reason for asking was that Leaves Mo had indeed never brought a woman home for dinner alone before. The butler also knew about the relationship between Song Wanting and Leaves Mo, and thought that since she was brought back, she should stay overnight. "No need," Leaves Mo replied with just two words. Song Wanting's face turned a bit red; she thought Leaves Mo's implied answer was that he wanted her to sleep in the master bedroom with him. Her smile hadn't faded yet when she heard Leaves Mo instruct the butler, "Prepare a car; Miss Song and I are going out." "Yes, Mr. Ye!" Song Wanting's smile stiffened for a moment, then she forced herself to calm down. If she wanted an ordinary man, or even an outstanding man, she had plenty of choices. The problem was that she wanted the most outstanding man in the world, so she had to endure. She believed that one day, he would say to her with deep affection, "Wanting, be my wife." Overall, Leaves Mo wasn't too bad to her, so she felt that she still had hope of becoming his wife.

Of course, she didn't know whether the not-so-bad outcome was because of her father. He was mostly polite and considerate towards her, but she couldn't understand why he brought her back for dinner if he didn't intend to let her stay overnight. He wouldn't deliberately humiliate her. Could it be because of her? Song Wanting glanced subtly at Xia Yihan standing by the table. She was different from the other maids; they couldn't help but look at Ye Zimo with a bit of admiration, while she always kept her head down and never looked at him.