Yi Haiyin roared, red eyes, disappointed looking at Mrs. Yi, released his hand, heavy steps to go out.


    His ling''er, who had done so much for him, was forced to leave at last


    Even his family is hurting her. She won''t come back.


    "No, Meiying tells me that Yanling is a scheming woman. She doesn''t even dare to accept my check. She is clearly guilty..."


    Mrs. Yi was shocked and stood still.


    Thinking of what Yi Haiyin said just now, my heart was shocked.


    He said that he forced Yan Ling That night?


    That night, the medicine she gave made Yi Haiyin meet Yan Ling


    Mrs. Yi rushed forward and grabbed the old waiter''s hand.


    "Yan Ling is the girl Yiner met that night, isn''t she?"


    "Madam, you are really wrong in this matter. Miss Yanling is a very simple girl. It is the young master who hurt her. The young master has been very guilty because of what happened that night. At the beginning, he just wanted to find her and compensate her. It is the simple kindness of Miss Yanling that made the young master love her. She has been very kind to the young master since she didn''t know the identity of the young master Some rumors are rumors... "


    The old waiter frowned and looked at Mrs. Yi, who didn''t know what she had done wrong. She shook her head helplessly.


    He is the person who has been in contact with Yan Ling for the longest time.


    Yan Ling is the most sincere girl he has ever seen. Otherwise, even the cold-hearted Yi Haiyin would not have been moved by her.


    Mrs. Yi takes a check to find Yan Ling. For Yan Ling, it''s the biggest insult she really pays.


    But Yan Ling didn''t complain. He concealed everything and left in silence.


    Such a clever girl, even his old people are distressed.


    "I am because of the drugs I didn''t know that Yan Ling was ill. I always thought that I was... " Mrs. Yi felt guilty and incoherent. When she was panicking, she heard a muffled sound coming from outside.


    Then, there was the cry of the servant.


    "Young master! Come on, young master, you''ve lost a lot of blood and passed out! "


    "Yiner..." Mrs. Yi thought back and rushed out of the living room.


    -


    in the Yang family''s ancestral home.


    Yan Ling is sitting alone under the ginkgo tree in the yard. His heart suddenly aches. He puts his hand on his chest and frowns.


    What''s the matter with her? She can''t bear the thought of Yi Haiyin.


    It''s like a century since I left him for only half a month.


    His voice and smile not only did not become blurred, but also more and more clear


    Yan Ling fingertips stained with cold tea, on the tea table, outlined his handsome face.


    I miss you in my eyes.


    Yi Haiyin, I miss you very much, you know?


    "Ling''er, you are recovering from a serious illness. How can you come out and sit alone in case you catch cold again?" As soon as Xia Changyue saw her outside, she ran out with a thick coat and put it on her.


    "I''m not Lin Daiyu. I can''t fall in the wind. You don''t have to be so nervous." Yan Ling saw her coming and quickly splashed the tea on the tea table, blurring the portrait she had painted.


    But Xia Changyue has seen it.


    "You can''t let him go. Why don''t you go back and have a look? I heard that he has been looking for you, but these days, he has been quiet. " Xia Changyue holds her hand and feels the coldness of her fingertips, frowning uneasily.


    There seems to be something wrong with the Yi family. The people who have been staring at the Yang family these days suddenly withdraw.


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