If Mrs. Yi wants to hide from Yi Haiyin to find someone, she will definitely not be as fast as her.

As long as she can find it first, she will not let Yan Ling have the opportunity to be invited back to the Yi family by Mrs. Yi to be a young grandmother!

Yan Ling, this slap I was humiliated today will come back to you sooner or later!

"Yes, miss." The driver respectfully bowed his jaw before moving the car away.

-

The ancestral home of the Yang family.

Near the wall of the backyard, a figure suddenly rolled in, silently rushing in the direction of Xia Changyue's room.

Soon jumped onto the balcony and entered the room through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Seeing the petite person lying on the bed, Yan Chengchi's cold black eyes became soft, he took off the anger on his body, lightened his steps, and walked towards her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly watching her quiet sleeping face.

Thinking of the conversation he had just heard in the hospital, there was a blank light in his inky black eyes.

His eyes were full of confusion, like a lost child......

"Why didn't you call me when you came?" Xia Changyue seemed to smell him, suddenly woke up, opened his eyes, saw Yan Chengchi sitting on the edge of the bed, and sat up from the bed at once.

Sensing the aura that was wrong on his body, his petite body leaned into his arms.

"Did you give birth to something?"

"It's really him." Yan Chengchi stretched out his hand, hugged Xia Changyue tightly, lowered his head and buried his bewitching face in her long, his low voice was full of depression, and he gritted his teeth.

"The person who arranged the car accident is really him!"

"You followed the housekeeper to the hospital, did you hear that?" Xia Changyue was stunned, reached out to hug him, and asked softly.

Yan Chengchi's thin lips were pursed, and he didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Xia Changyue hugged him, no one spoke, and after a long while, Xia Changyue let go of his hand, turned around and poured a cup of hot milk, walked back to him, and handed the milk to him.

"Yan Chengchi, you still have us, these things will pass."

“……”

Yan Chengchi looked at her palm-sized face, and the worry in her crystal eyes shook her whole body.

He took the milk cup, put it on the bedside table, and took her back into his arms.

"I just can't figure it out, even if he doesn't have a terminal illness, at his age, he won't live long, he will be the chairman for another ten years, I won't force him, the heir of the Yan family is only me, what is he doing all this for?"

Yan Chengchi lowered his eyes and looked at Xia Changyue in his arms, his eyebrows locked.

"I always feel that there is something I don't know, and I must find out so that I won't put you in danger again......"

Xia Changyue met his firm gaze and didn't say anything, just reached out to hug his cold body and give him warmth.

-

In the kitchen.

"Vomit—" A muffled retching sound came from the kitchen.

Within a few seconds, I saw Yan Ling's slender body running out of the kitchen, running to the bathroom next to him in one go, holding on to the toilet and throwing up.

After half a sound, he suppressed the nausea in his chest, and squatted on the ground weakly.

"Miss Yan Ling, are you okay?" Seeing that she was uncomfortable, the housekeeper quickly helped her up and helped her to the sand.

Poured a cup of hot water and handed it to her.

"No, your face looks pale, I'll ask the doctor to come and take a look."

Uncle Ming has been a housekeeper in the Yang family all his life, and he has always been a kind old man, not only loving Xia Changyue, but also caring for the simple Yan Ling.

Seeing that Yan Ling's face was wrong, he immediately became anxious.