"Don't worry, I'm not here to destroy you, I just heard that Yi Haiyin's language barrier has relapsed, so..."

"Do you think you can change anything? Do you take yourself too importantly? Do you think you can't live without Brother Haiyin?" Tian Meiying interrupted her abruptly, with mockery in her eyes.

"Have you seen it just now? Brother Haiyin is fine. It's just that he is sick and in a bad mood these days, so he doesn't like talking. You can stay away from his life, which is the greatest help to him!

"..." Yan Ling's face turned pale, and the palms of her hands tightened.

Living away from him is the greatest help to him.

It turned out that she was such a redundant existence in his life.

Yan Ling wanted to refute Tian Meiying, she believed that Yi Haiyin would not forget her so quickly...

What about after rebuttal?

They are not worthy, everyone thinks she is not worthy of him, they are destined not to be together, why should she bother his life...

She shouldn't have come today.

"Did Mrs. Yi let you come? I understand what she meant. I didn't think about pestering Yi Haiyin. I will leave here soon and will not appear in front of him again."

Yan Ling bit her lip, her face full of embarrassment of being humiliated. Without looking at Tian Meiying, she walked back into the car, opened the door and sat in.

Tell the bodyguard to drive.

As soon as the car drove out, she was already biting her lip, silently letting tears cover her pale face...

Not long after the car drove away, a touch of handsome figure rushed here, anxiously looking for her figure nearby, but she couldn't find it...

-

Yang Family Ancestral House.

"Come back? Did you see Yi Haiyin?" Xia Changyue was shocked when she saw Yan Ling walk in with a pale face, and quickly helped her walk into the living room.

As soon as I sat on the sofa, I poured her a cup of hot tea.

"Hurry up, take a sip to warm yourself up, why are your hands so cold?"

"Bang—" Yan Ling just took the teacup with his fingers, and with a shake of his hand, the teacup slipped from his palm and fell to his feet.

The tea overflowed, wet the carpet, and splashed on her feet.

"Have you been hot?" Xia Changyue quickly pulled her away in shock, anxiously trying to check her feet, but Yan Ling grabbed her hands.

Her voice was choked and hoarse, like a wisp of smoke, "Xiao Yueyue, I'm so uncomfortable..."

"Ling'er, what's the matter with you? Don't scare me." Xia Changyue hugged her in his arms, holding her tightly not dare to let go.

In the next second, I heard Yan Ling's almost chattering voice.

"my tummy hurts……"

"..." Xia Changyue's whole body was shocked, and she was stunned for a few seconds before letting go of her and looking at her belly.

Looking at the blood stained on her coat, Zitong suddenly tightened.

In addition to the tea that was knocked over just now, there are a lot of blood stains under her feet...

Xia Changyue seemed to be stunned. After a while, he recovered and shouted to the housekeeper loudly, "Uncle Ming, hurry, call the doctor!"

-

Yan Ling fell asleep deeply.

It was like trying to make up for the lack of sleep in the past month.

In a daze, she heard someone talking in her ear.

Mentioned Yi Haiyin, mentioned children, and blood...

Yes, she remembered that she was bleeding, but she passed out after only one glance.

Is she dying?

There was only a vast expanse of whiteness in front of Yan Ling, unable to distinguish between reality and dream.