Xia Yihan's words perfectly reminded her, and she reluctantly let go of her hand. Not wanting the other women to look down on her, she coldly and arrogantly said, 'I'll let you go today, but if you dare to seduce the Crown Prince again, just see if I don't flay your skin.' After saying that, she strode away. Xia Yihan turned back, looked at Liu Xiaojiao, and softly said, 'Thank you, Xiaojiao, but you don't need to speak for me in the future. If they want to harm you because they see you as a target, it's fine while I'm here, but what if they bully you when I'm not around? Especially since you share a room with Fang Lina.' 'I just feel that you're not like what they say, that you wouldn't actively... Mr. Ye... I was too agitated, and now I'm really a bit scared.' Liu Xiaojiao was small and had a soft voice, looking very timid. 'It's okay, don't be afraid. If she bullies you, just scream loudly, and I'll come over.' 'Mm! Thank you, Sister Xia! I'm going back.' ... The night deepened, and the entire fantasy castle on the outskirts was asleep. Xia Yihan kept running and shouting in her dream, 'Xiaojun, come back! Come back!'

She seemed to have already grasped the corner of his garment lifted by the wind, but after a gust of strong wind, she could no longer see him, not even his back. She woke up with a start, her face covered in cold tears, staring up at the pitch-black room, unable to sleep any more. Tomorrow, she must try harder than today! At 5:30 in the morning, Xia Yihan got up, took a cold shower in the bathroom, and after washing up, Zhao Tianai struggled to get out of bed. They gathered at the entrance of the workers' area at six o'clock, and the butler led them straight to the gym, where Ye Zimo had already been exercising on the treadmill for half an hour. After finishing his run, he sat down on the fitness equipment and began to do chest expansion exercises. Xia Yihan and the other maids stood three meters away from Ye Zimo, each holding a tray with clean towels on it. Apart from Xia Yihan, the other girls always secretly glanced at Ye Zimo. He exercised all year round, with a robust set of muscles, and sweat slowly flowed down his wheat-colored skin, arousing endless longing in the girls' hearts. Fang Lina could no longer suppress the urge to approach Ye Zimo. With her big eyes swirling, she walked over with her tray, swaying her waist and hips, and stopped in front of him. She squatted down and said in a coquettish voice, 'Mr. Ye, you're sweating too much, let me wipe your sweat for you.' Ye Zimo turned his head, his gaze as cold as a thousand years of frost, and with just a brief glance, Fang Lina was scared into apologizing repeatedly. 'I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Mr. Ye!'

The butler happened to have just finished his tasks and returned, and as soon as he walked into the gym, he saw this scene. He hurried over to Fang Lina in two or three strides and raised his voice to scold, 'Mr. Ye hates being disturbed, don't you remember? Hurry up and...' Before the butler could finish speaking, Ye Zimo stopped his exercise and said gently, 'It's okay, don't blame her.' After saying that, he reached out to grab a towel from Fang Lina's tray, wiped off some sweat, and then put the towel back. Fang Lina thought she would be scolded by the butler like Xia Yihan and even punished, but she didn't expect the Crown Prince to plead for her. If she wasn't mistaken, he even gave her a smile. Oh my goodness! The Crown Prince smiled at her! Fang Lina was overjoyed and secretly glad that she had taken the right step and successfully caught the Crown Prince's attention. There were more than twenty maids in the room, and almost everyone was envious and jealous of Fang Lina, while Xia Yihan stood calmly, not even looking in Ye Zimo's direction. Yet he glanced at her unobtrusively, so quiet and composed? Very good, he coldly curled the corners of his lips. After Ye Zimo had breakfast, they lined up to see him off before the butler began arranging other tasks. That night, Ye Zimo came back very late.

In the Ye family, there was a rule that if he did not return after ten o'clock, all the servants could rest and did not need to wait for him. After dispersing at ten o'clock, Xia Yihan, being punished, stayed alone in the hall, kneeling and wiping the marble floor with a pure white cloth. The butler had said to wipe until there was not a speck of dust on the white cloth. She didn't know how long she had been wiping when she heard footsteps approaching her, very steady steps. Knowing that he had arrived, but she didn't want to provoke him, nor dared to, so she pretended not to notice his arrival and continued to wipe the floor earnestly. Ye Zimo squatted in front of her, his tall shadow completely enveloping the small her. Damn woman! No woman had ever dared to ignore him! She should be like that Fang Lina, taking the initiative to seduce him, not meeting him alone and being so indifferent. Ye Zimo grabbed her chin with one hand, forcing her to look up, his scrutinizing gaze falling straight on her delicate little face.