After Yi Haiyin roared, with red eyes, she looked at Madam Yi in disappointment, let go, and walked out with heavy steps.

His Linger, who did so much for him, was forced away in the end...

Even his family is hurting her, and she will not come back again.

"No, Meiying clearly told me that Yan Ling is a scheming woman, she dare not even accept my check, she clearly has a guilty conscience..."

Mrs. Yi was shocked and froze in place.

Thinking of what Yi Haiyin had just said, his heart was shocked.

He said, he forced Yan Ling...that night?

That night, the medicine she gave, Yan Ling that Yi Haiyin met...

Madam Yi rushed forward suddenly, reaching out and grabbing the old waiter's hand.

"Yan Ling is the girl Yin'er met that night, isn't it?"

"Madam, you really did something wrong about this matter. Miss Yan Ling is a very simple girl. The young master hurt her. The young master has been very guilty because of what happened that night. At first, he just wanted to find her and give her Compensation is that Miss Yan Ling's innocence and kindness made the young master fall in love with her. She has been very kind to the young master since she did not know the identity of the young master. Those rumors are all rumors..."

The old waiter frowned and looked at Madam Yi who didn't know what he had done wrong, and shook his head helplessly.

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

Yan Ling is the most sincere girl he has ever seen, otherwise he wouldn't even be impressed by the coldhearted Yi Haiyin.

Mrs. Yi took the check to find Yan Ling. As far as Yan Ling was concerned, it was already the biggest insult to her sincerity.

But Yan Ling didn't complain, and even concealed everything, and left silently.

Such a well-behaved girl, even his old man feels distressed.

"I am because of those medicines...I don't know that Yan Ling is ill. I always thought that I..." Madam Yi said incoherently guiltily. When she was panicking, she heard a muffled noise outside.

Then came the exclamation of the servant.

"Master! Come on, Master shed a lot of blood and passed out!"

"Yin'er..." Madam Yi regained her senses, and rushed out of the living room without paying attention.

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In the ancestral house of Yang family.

Yan Ling was sitting alone under the ginkgo tree in the yard. His heart suddenly throbbed. He stretched out his hand to press his chest and frowned.

What's wrong with her, isn't it just thinking of Yi Haiyin, and she can't stand it anymore.

Only half a month after leaving him, it was like a century.

Not only did his voice and smile not become blurry, but it also became clearer...

Yan Ling's fingertips were dipped in cold tea, and on the coffee table, he outlined his handsome face.

His eyes were full of miss.

Yi Haiyin, I miss you so much, do you know?

"Ling'er, you have recovered from a serious illness, how come you ran outside to sit alone, in case you catch a cold again." When Xia Changyue saw her outside, he ran out with a thick coat and put it on her.

"I'm not Lin Daiyu. I don't know how to fall as soon as the wind blows. You don't need to be so nervous." Seeing her coming, Yan Ling hurriedly poured tea on the coffee table, blurring the portrait he painted.

But Xia Changyue had already seen it.

"You obviously can't let him go, why don't you go back and see? I heard that he has been looking for you, but it has been quieter these past few days." Xia Changyue shook her hand and felt the coldness of her fingertips, uneasy. Frowned.

It seemed that something was going wrong in the Yi family. The people who had been staring at the Yang family's movements these days suddenly evacuated.