After Mrs. Yi finished speaking, she originally thought she would see Yi Haiyin's excited reaction.

But who knows, Yi Haiyin just raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her, then released his hand holding the doorknob, turned and walked towards the window sill, sat on the window sill, and stared at the scenery outside the window.

"Yin'er, have you already known it?" Madam Yi looked at his reaction as if thinking of something, and said in surprise.

The palm of his hand suddenly tightened.

He knew that Yan Ling was in the Yang family for a long time, so why didn't he go to find the person back, and rather close himself up, let his language barrier recur, and even develop into autism?

He didn't think he had any problems at all. He looked at her eyes, but he was puzzled. He seemed to be asking, what's wrong with him being so quiet?

Madam Yi didn't know what else she could say, so she turned her head and looked at the old waiter.

"Madam, the young master went to Miss Yan Ling, but Miss Yan Ling did not want to see him. The young master felt that it was because of himself that Miss Yan Ling was hurt, so he had no face to pray for Miss Yan Ling's forgiveness. What he can do is just not disturb."

Don't disturb, it's my tenderness.

Linger, do you understand?

Yi Haiyin’s cold child pupil flickered slightly, looking at the branches swaying in the wind outside the window, as if the scene in front of him turned into a scene where Yan Ling danced in front of him...

She danced very well, every move, like an elf, danced and jumped into his heart, firmly occupying his heart.

In his heart, apart from her, he could not hold anyone else.

His mother gave a lot for him back then, he can't blame it.

But the mother's debt was paid, and his harm to Ling'er would be paid by his loneliness for the rest of his life...

As long as you leave him, you can make her live happily, and he won't bother...

Even if the price of letting her leave is to lose her life.

Yi Haiyin curled up her eyes, slowly raised her hand, and gently outlined her figure on the glass mirror.

Stroke one by one, with extra concentration and earnestness.

His thin lips moved slightly, whispering to the person hiding in his heart, "Linger..." His Linger...

"Yin'er." Mrs. Yi did not expect that she would hear the old waiter say such words, looking stiffly at Yi Haiyin.

Her stupid son, how stupid is so distressing.

What should she do now...

"Madam, someone outside the villa wants to see the young master." The butler walked in from the outside and replied respectfully.

"I didn't mean to ask Meiying to go back first, Yiner doesn't want to see her right now!" Madam Yi instinctively thought it was Tian Meiying, and said impatiently.

When the words fell, the housekeeper quickly explained, "It's not Miss Tian, ​​it's Shao Chi's person. He said that there was news, and he made a special trip to notify Young Master.

Yan Chengchi...

Mrs. Yi was taken aback, and she quickly asked the housekeeper to invite people in.

The person who came was a young bodyguard with a black uniform and a rigorous face. He nodded slightly towards Madam Yi, walked up to Yi Haiyin, and handed him a note.

"Chi Shao said, after reading the above, Master Yi understood what he meant."

"..." Yi Haiyin's cold eyes flickered, hearing Yan Chengchi's name, and a rare reaction, took the note from the bodyguard who sent the message and unfolded it.

Seeing the message above, Zitong shrank suddenly and stood up from the window sill.

There are only a few short words on the small note: [Yan Ling is pregnant]