Yan Ling asked aggrievedly.

Before he had a daughter, he listened to her everything, as long as she liked it, he would like it.

But since he had a daughter, he hasn't loved her so much.

Ding Shao, a direct descendant of the Yi family, wanted a second child, but he ran to ligate herself abruptly, and didn't even say hello, which killed her.

She knew that he felt sorry for her and didn't want the Yi family to put pressure on her and treat her as a child-bearing machine.

President Yi and Mrs. Yi are also very open-minded, and don't mind that they only have one daughter.

That's it.

But since he had a daughter, his thoughts are no longer on her.

Either ran to grab Xiaoling from Hanhan, or ran to complain to her that she wanted to take her daughter away from Yan's house as far as possible...

He only worried that his daughter was snatched away. He didn't worry about ignoring her like this. Will he lose her?

Now even her optimistic son-in-law, he is going against her!

"Wife!" As soon as Yi Haiyin heard her, he put down the book in his hand, and immediately walked to her side, reaching out and hugging her into his arms.

"What are you talking about?"

"I didn't talk nonsense, you said yourself, as long as I like it, you like it, I will ask you now, does this sentence still count?" Yan Ling asked, clutching his shirt.

Yi Haiyin: "..."

If he answers that it doesn't count, it means he doesn't love her.

But if he said the numbers, what if she asked him to promise Yan Shuhan to marry Xiaoling in the next sentence?

The trap is definitely a trap!

"You speak!" Yan Ling's eyes flushed when he saw his silence.

"Count it, don't cry!" Yi Haiyin became anxious.

He held her face in both hands and nodded solemnly, "Whatever you say, don't cry."

"I didn't cry." Yan Ling glared at him.

"Your eyes are red." Yi Haiyin still twisted his eyebrows.

"..."

Can he chat?

Don't you know that a woman is duplicity, why do you break her?

"Yi Haiyin, you just promised me that you will listen to me in the future, is it true?" Yan Ling thought of the business, and quickly sat upright.

Staring at him without turning for a while, fearing that he would regret it.

"Except for agreeing to let Yan Shuhan be my son-in-law, everything else will listen to you." Yi Haiyin added coldly.

Yan Ling: "..."! !

divorce!

You can go for a divorce soon!

The two people in the living room are fighting wits.

At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor, Yi Xiaoling stood there stiffly.

Listening to the seemingly arguing but extremely affectionate dialogue between the parents, my heart moved slightly.

His eyes became lonely...

Since childhood, she has never envied anyone.

She was born with her parents who loved her.

Brother Han who spoils her...

She is his little daughter-in-law, he is her little husband, and their childhood sweethearts have nothing to guess.

The feelings of her parents were once the feeling she admired the most. Later, Yan Shuhan told her that he would spoil her more than her father.

She believes.

He is her belief, what he said, never broke his promise.

Thinking of Yan Shuhan, she felt a pain in her heart, turned around and went back to her room, threw herself on the bed, and hugged the rag doll he gave her.

Turning to look at her room, Yan Shuhan bought almost half of the things for her.

Pink stickers, shell wind chimes, crystal balls, rag dolls...

He would prepare gifts for her every birthday.

Every gift is not very expensive, but it is unique.

Because he did it by himself.