Yan's mother is extremely enlightened.

She called to Yi's house just now and learned from Mrs. Yi the cause of Yi Haiyin's illness. She only felt distressed in her heart.

No, as soon as Mrs. Yi hung up, she hurriedly called her daughter and told Yan Ling to take care of Yi Haiyin.

"Mom, I thought you would be more worried about me." Yan Ling felt sore when she heard her mother Yan's mouthful of sea sounds.

She is now said to be the woman Qian and Yi Haiyin contracted to marry. Her mother didn't comfort her with a word, but kept caring about Yi Haiyin. Who is the real person?

But thinking of Madam Yi's concern for her, Yan Ling balances again.

Just when she lived with Yi Haiyin for more than 20 years, she suddenly changed her mother!

Yan Ling hung up the phone, but her mood calmed down.

Sitting by the bed, edited a text message and sent it to Mrs. Yi, telling her that they are all very well now, so that Mrs. Yi and Mrs. Yi don't have to worry.

He was hesitating whether to wake Yi Haiyin and tell him about it, but Yi Haiyin frowned and opened his eyes.

"I'm handsome?" Yi Haiyin opened his eyes and saw Yan Ling staring at him, and immediately opened his extremely narcissistic lips.

"Well, very handsome, so handsome, so handsome now that there are a pair of reporters around the door downstairs, waiting to see your handsome face." Yan Ling handed the phone to him, jokingly.

Hearing this, Yi Haiyin was startled slightly, took the phone from her hand, and took her into his arms along the way, hugged her from behind, kissed her on her side, and looked down at the phone with satisfaction.

Seeing the news in his hand, Zitong shrank suddenly.

He didn't speak, but Yan Ling felt it, and the arms he was holding her tightened silently.

It made her hurt a little.

Yan Ling bit her lip lightly without shouting.

Only after waiting for a while, when his emotions returned to calm, he said tentatively, "Yi Haiyin, I will accompany you downstairs to face those reporters, okay?"

"..."

"You are well now. You have no language barrier and no autism. We are not a contractual marriage. We even have babies. Don't the people who spread the rumors just want to see us feeling helpless and guilty? Face it!" Yan Ling turned around and looked at Yi Haiyin seriously.

She was always uncertain whether Yi Haiyin's language barrier was really healed.

Perhaps this time, he can get out of the language barrier completely...

"Ling'er, don't you really mind? I'm sick." Yi Haiyin's cold and cold Zitong, shining with a palpitating light, looked down at her fixedly.

His palms were cold, and Yan Ling couldn't help shrinking when he touched Yan Ling's face.

In the next second, he reached out and grabbed his hand and pressed it against his face, "What about you, I have had PTSD before, would you mind?"

"No!" Yi Haiyin opened his lips without thinking.

When the words fell, he was taken aback for a moment, and immediately, as if he understood what Yan Ling meant, he reached out and hugged her tightly in his arms.

If you love someone deeply, how can you compare her past...

What he worries about is redundant.

As long as his spirit doesn't mind, he won't care about anyone's slander.

Yi Haiyin quickly led Yan Ling out of the room and went downstairs.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I saw news about them being reported on the TV.

Tian Meiying, who had just walked out of the airport, was surrounded by a group of reporters to interview...

It is a person who is a dog watching by himself, a person who does human affairs and speaks people's words, a dog always speaks and does dog things, and a dog can never change