In the Yan Family Manor.

"Brother, I have important information!" Yan Shumo left all the guests at the engagement banquet, carried her skirt, and ran towards Yan Shuhan who was drinking in the room.

He also held the cell phone from which he had just seen the news.

The petite body, disregarding the image, rushed to Yan Shuhan.

It can be seen that the empty wine bottle in front of him has stopped, and his eyes widened.

"Brother, today I am engaged to Bai Chenya, not you, you are so happy, everyone drank a bottle of wine..."

"..." Yan Shuhan glanced at her, did not answer, but poured himself a glass of red wine, picked it up, and drank it in one gulp.

He is not happy, he is heartbroken.

I want to vent my heart, but I can't tell you what went wrong.

Let Yi Xiaoling keep avoiding him.

"What information?" Yan Shuhan put down his wine glass and glanced at Yan Shumo in front of him.

Yan Shumo dressed up like an exquisite porcelain doll, beautifully beautiful, like Xia Changyue.

Looking at his beloved sister, Yan Shuhan's mind flashed Yi Xiaoling's dusty face.

Her facial features are more inherited from Yi Haiyin, but she also has a bit of Yan Ling's beauty, but she is more inclined to Yi Haiyin's coldness and dust.

Silent without speaking, when sitting quietly on a chair, it looks like a painting...

This is the opinion of outsiders.

Those who have dealt with Yi Xiaoling will find that she is actually a little witch with independence and rebellion.

It's just a copy of Yan Shuhan's childhood, a horrible idea.

If one doesn't watch out, she will fix it.

I've never been restricted by rules, and I don't hold my own identity. I don't know how to be happy. I don't know what reservedness is.

Otherwise, you won’t be sensible, and will always follow Yan Shuhan behind, calling out a little husband...

From small to large!

When Yi Haiyin corrected her, he retorted particularly stubbornly.

"Mom said that if you book a kiss, you will be your future husband. When you grow up, you can get married!"

Yi Haiyin almost died of anger...

He yelled to find Yan Shuhan for a duel!

"Xiao Ling sent me a text message, saying that I wanted me to do her a favor!" Yan Shumo sat down beside Yan Shuhan, and handed out his mobile phone to him.

"..." Yan Shuhan was taken aback, and when he recovered, he quickly took her mobile phone and opened the SMS box.

Seeing the above content clearly, Zitong tightened.

"Brother, Xiao Ling promised me that I would attend the engagement banquet today, but I didn't seem to see her today. Have you seen her?" Yan Shumo asked, tilting his head.

"Also, she asked me to help, but she didn't say anything to help. How should I answer?"

Yan Shumo always remembered that she was able to get engaged to Bai Chenya because of Yan Chengchi who Yan Shuhan persuaded.

She had promised Yan Shuhan to invite Yi Xiaoling over.

But she hasn't seen anyone now, and she doesn't know if she succeeded.

If it fails, how can she help her elder brother to return the favor for Bai Chenya...

"She's here, but she's gone." Yan Shuhan opened his lips coldly and returned the phone to Yan Shumo.

He had already guessed that she wanted Momo to help.

"Gone?" Yan Shumo took the phone blankly, with a look of surprise.

It seems that not only she did not see Yi Xiaoling, but also her brother.