Overall, Ye Zimo wasn't too bad to her, so she felt that there was still hope for her to become his wife. Of course, she didn't know whether this 'not too bad' was because of her father.

He was mostly polite and considerate to her, but she couldn't understand why he brought her back for dinner if he didn't want her to 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; those maids couldn't help but look at Ye Zimo with a bit of admiration, while she always tried to lower her head and never look at him.

"Have some more red date and lily bulb soup," Ye Zimo said softly. Xia Yihan, who was closest to Song Wanting, stepped forward to serve her a bowl with an exquisite little bowl and handed it to her.

"Thank you!" Song Wanting said politely, and then she noticed that Xia Yihan's hand was trembling slightly. Following her wrist, she discovered the glaring wound on her arm.

The wound was completely exposed andUntamed。 This may indicate that Ye Zimo is not very attentive to this woman either. I hope so. After the meal, everyone lined up to see off Ye Zimo and Song Wan Ting, and Xia Yi Han did her housework as usual. With Ye Zimo not at home, the butler naturally made things difficult for her. Xia Yi Han endured the pain in her arm and worked hard to do the tasks he had assigned. Liu Xiao Jiao and Jiu Jiu wanted to help her, but she firmly refused. "The butler asked the three of us to go to the back garden to weed and wash the floor at noon today, just because you always help me. Rather than having three people work hard, it's better for me to suffer alone. I appreciate your kindness. Let me face it alone, it doesn't matter to me."

They had both done a lot of heavy work during the day and were very tired, so they didn't persist any longer. Xia Yihan's last task was still mopping the floor in the hall, and she did it with the same dedication. As she mopped, all the events of the day replayed in her mind, scene by scene.

She had successfully driven Yi Bing away; surely the one surnamed Ye wouldn't easily send her packing again, right? Not long ago, she was secretly grateful to him, yet in the blink of an eye, he forced her to do such a thing, and afterward, he humiliated her in front of several people. Recalling his words, her heart still couldn't calm down at this moment. She could only tell herself that for Xiao Jun's sake, she had to endure everything to continue pretending as if nothing had happened while mopping the floor here. These past few days, she hadn't been eating much, and tonight, when she followed Ye Zimo back, it was already past the servants' dining time. She had worked several more hours, and now her stomach began to react violently, churning with acid that she couldn't suppress no matter how hard she tried. The intense hunger pangs were unbearable. She glanced at the clock in the hall; it was already eleven at night, and Ye Zimo had not returned. Most of the people in the residence had gone to bed. Even if they hadn't, it was impossible for her to get something to eat after the servants' mealtime. She tried to lower her head and press down on her stomach to dull the feeling of hunger. Ye Zimo's car stopped silently at the main entrance, and the security guards, well-trained, opened the door for him to get out and then quietly opened the glass door of the main residence. Xia Yihan heard his steady footsteps, but as if she hadn't heard them, she continued mopping the floor. She didn't want to meet him, didn't want to talk to him, and was even more afraid of his potential startling actions. Although she hadn't known him for long, he always gave her an unfathomable feeling. Ye Zimo pursed his lips tightly, ignoring her presence, and headed straight down the corridor. The hall was particularly empty at night, and any slight sound would be infinitely amplified. Just as Ye Zimo was not far from Xia Yihan, her stomach embarrassingly growled loudly. Xia Yihan's face immediately turned red with embarrassment, and she pressed her body even lower, pretending not to hear the noise from her stomach. Ye Zimo's steps paused for what seemed only a second before he continued forward. Xia Yihan rubbed her stomach twice, feeling that she had neglected it for too long, no wonder it was protesting. Enduring the hunger and the pain in her arms, she knelt on the floor and kept mopping. Before long, the glass door of the hall was opened again, and someone came in.

The butler had warned all the maids not to be nosy and not to look around when they heard sounds while working. Xia Yihan continued to mop the floor until she heard the butler's instruction to stop. 'Yihan, come and serve Mr. Ye his late-night snack!' 'Yes! I'll go wash my hands!' Xia Yihan replied, quickly rushing to the bathroom, washing her hands swiftly, drying them, and returning to the hall. Only then did she see the butler holding a tray, on which were two bowls of shark fin soup and several small dishes of exquisite snacks. She reached out to take the tray, and the butler simply said, 'Serve Mr. Ye in his bedroom yourself!' before leaving. The aroma of the food wafted over, and Xia Yihan's stomach grumbled uncontrollably several times. Fortunately, she had not yet seen the man surnamed Ye; if she had done so in front of him, it would have been truly embarrassing. She freed her injured hand and gently knocked on the door of Ye Zimo's bedroom. He said in a deep voice, 'Come in!' Xia Yihan carefully carried the meal tray inside and said softly, 'Mr. Ye, your late-night snack.' 'Hmm!'

He snorted, and Xia Yihan stepped forward to place the plate on his table by the wall. She held a bowl of shark fin soup and delivered it to Ye Zimo's hands. He slowly picked up the spoon and sipped it bit by bit. Xia Yihan had never envied anyone's eating as much as this, but it was the instinct of her body. Watching the delicious food being sent into his mouth, she felt as if her stomach had been drained, craving to eat something intensely. She thought that this guy must have heard the growling of her stomach; this must be his new idea of torturing her. Eating in front of someone who is utterly starving is indeed a cruel thing; it's surprising he came up with it. But then, it's not surprising at all. Since he is the offspring of an official family, it would be normal for him to do things a thousand times, ten thousand times worse than this. After taking a couple of sips, Ye Zimo said indifferently, 'I have no appetite eating alone, eat with me.' His invitation was clearly welcomed by her stomach. She had just said the words 'I won't' when her stomach protested violently again, even louder than in the hall. Her face suddenly felt as if it were on fire, burning uncomfortably. Amidst the embarrassment, she looked at Ye Zimo's face. The face that usually seemed like a mask actually seemed to be holding back a smile, twitching slightly twice, and she really felt the urge to hit him. How could he be so ungentlemanly, treating a woman in dire straits like this, was it fun? The smile on Ye Zimo's face was very faint, flashed for a moment and then he became serious again, saying to her very earnestly, 'Is being hungry such a shameful thing? No matter what a person does, the first thing should always be to fill their stomach.'

"Whether it's to obtain some evidence from me or to harm me, it has to be on the premise that you don't starve to death. Xia Yihan was taken aback for a moment and looked at his expressionless face. No matter how she thought about it, she couldn't imagine that these words would come from him. "Eat quickly!" he ordered, with an unquestionable tone, as if to say, if she didn't eat, he would kick her out."