Mrs. Yi is not as quick as she wants to find someone without telling Yi Haiyin.

As long as she can find her first, she won't let Yan Ling have a chance to be invited by Mrs. Yi back to the house of Yi as a young lady!

Yan Ling, the slap I humiliated today will be returned to you sooner or later!

"Yes, miss." The driver nodded respectfully before starting the car to leave.

-

Yang Family Ancestral House.

Near the wall of the backyard, a figure suddenly turned in, and quietly slid in the direction of Xia Changyue's room.

Soon he 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 softened, and he let go of his hostility, lightened his steps, and walked towards her.

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

Thinking of the conversation he had just heard in the hospital, there was a dazed light in his black eyes like ink.

My eyes are all lost, like a lost child...

"Why didn't you call me when you came?" Xia Changyue suddenly woke up as if smelling his taste, opened his eyes, saw Yan Chengchi sitting by the bed, and immediately sat up from the bed.

Perceiving something wrong with him, the petite body leaned into his arms.

"What happened?"

"It's really him." Yan Chengchi stretched out his hand suddenly, hugged Xia Changyue tightly, and lowered his head to bury all the demon's face in her long hair. The low voice was depressed and gritted his teeth.

"It's really him who arranged the accident!"

"You followed the housekeeper to the hospital, did you hear that?" Xia Changyue was startled, stretched out his hand to hug him, and asked softly.

Yan Chengchi's thin lips pressed tightly, and he didn't say a word, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Xia Changyue hugged him, no one said anything. After a long time, Xia Changyue let go, turned and poured a cup of hot milk, walked back to him, and passed the milk into his hand.

"Yan Chengchi, you and us, these things will pass."

"..."

Yan Chengchi looked at her slapped face, the worry in her crystal clear eyes shocked all over.

He took the milk cup, put it on the bedside table, and embraced her again.

"I just can't figure it out. Even if he is not terminally ill, he will not live long at his age. If he will be the chairman of the board for another ten years, I will not force him. The only heir to the Yan family is me. He does this. What is it for?"

Yan Chengchi looked down at Xia Changyue in his arms, his eyebrows furrowed.

"I always feel that there is something else that I don't know. I must check it out so as not to put you in danger again..."

Xia Changyue met his firm gaze, did not say much, just reached out to hug his cold body and warm him.

-

In the kitchen.

"Oh—" A suppressed retching sound came from the kitchen.

Within a few seconds, I saw Yan Ling's slender body ran out of the kitchen, ran to the bathroom next to him, and vomited while holding on to the toilet.

After a while, he suppressed the nausea in his chest and squatted to the ground feebly.

"Miss Yan Ling, are you okay?" Seeing her uncomfortable, the butler quickly helped her up and onto the sofa.

Pour a cup of hot water and hand it to her.

"No, your face looks very pale. I will ask the doctor to come over and have a look."

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

Seeing that Yan Ling's face was not right, he immediately became anxious.