When Yan Chengchi finished speaking, he stepped away.

Seeing that Xia Changyue was worried that Yan Ling would not go, he dragged her away, leaving only a dumbfounded Yan Ling, standing in the room blankly, unable to recover for a long time.

Yan Chengchi's words just echoed all the time.

Yi Haiyin’s language barrier has relapsed...

It's so serious that I don't want to say a word...

How could it be like this in just one month?

His illness is clearly healed, how can he say that he relapses?

The news must be wrong, and Yi Haiyin will be fine!

As soon as Yan Ling fell and sat on the sofa, his hands were firmly twisted together, and the blood on his face disappeared instantly, pale like a paper man.

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"Yan Chengchi, you know that Ling'er still can't let Yi Haiyin go, why did you want to say those things to her, you scared her, do you know?" Xia Changyue pulled out his hand from his palm as soon as he walked out of the backyard .

Taking a step back, he raised his head and stared at Yan Chengchi.

"Tell me honestly, are you still in contact with Yi Haiyin? Are you helping Yi Haiyin?"

"No." Yan Chengchi twisted his eyebrows.

"You have!" Xia Changyue didn't believe it.

"I didn't!" Yan Chengchi stretched out his hand to clasp her wrist, pulled her into his arms, gritted her teeth, "If I want to help Yi Haiyin, I can pack Yan Ling and send it to him now!"

"..."

"Yi Haiyin's condition is real, Yan Ling will know sooner or later, maybe sooner, they still have the opportunity to explain clearly in person." Yan Chengchi's eyes flickered, and his lips lightly opened.

Hearing this, Xia Changyue was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened.

"Are you... being a matchmaker?"

Yan Chengchi: "..." Can she think of a more elegant name?

Yan Chengchi had something to leave the Yang family, and told her to give Yan Ling time to figure it out by herself, but Xia Changyue was still uneasy. He left, hurriedly ran back to find Yan Ling.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw Yan Ling crying into tears, as well as feeling helpless, spinning around her, trying to comfort her baby.

The little princess pouted her small mouth and looked at Yan Ling, who was crying, her big crystal eyes became watery, she was about to cry...

"Ling'er..." Xia Changyue clenched his heart, stepped forward, and reached out to hug her, "It's okay, you don't have to worry, the Yi family is powerful and powerful, they won't watch Yi Haiyin's language disorder relapse. ."

"Xiao Yueyue, I want to go back and see him." Yan Ling grabbed her hand, lifted her tear-stained face, and said every word.

As long as the thought of Yi Haiyin shutting himself in a small study room again, no one would pay attention to it, Yan Ling's heart seemed to have overturned a five-flavored bottle.

She couldn't calm down for a second.

He was all lonely and lonely in front of him, as if he was abandoned by the whole world...

"Okay, you want to go back, I'll let someone arrange it right away, and I'll accompany you back." Xia Changyue hugged her trembling body tightly, and agreed without hesitation.

"No, you still have to protect babies and babies, I can do it alone, I just go back and see him, as long as he is okay, I will come back."

Yan Ling calmed down slowly and said softly.

No one of them knows what Yan Sheng is calculating now. It is very dangerous to let Xia Changyue leave the Yang family.

She is different, she is just a humble little person, no one will notice her.