"Xiao Ling has been out for a day, don't you worry?" Yi Haiyin paused, Qingjun's face was very indifferent, but his eyes were a little worried.

"Is there anything to worry about, she is with Han Han." Yan Ling said with a relaxed tone after a pause with the tea pouring hand.

"It's just being with Yan Shuhan to be dangerous. Did you deliberately anger me?" Yi Haiyin walked to Yan Ling, sat opposite her, picked up her scented tea, and drank it in one gulp.

"You don't drink good tea like this. It's a waste of you to drink like this." Yan Ling glanced at him disgustingly, poured him another cup, and motioned him to take it slowly.

"Yi Haiyin, to tell the truth, do you like Han Han at all?"

"..." Yi Haiyin's eyes narrowed, and a complex light flashed in the cold pupil.

He picked up the tea that Yan Ling poured and tasted it slowly without comment.

"They are childhood sweethearts, and Han Han was the one you grew up watching when you were young. Although you have a dark belly, you know how good you are to Xiao Ling. It is better to give your daughter to Han Han than to a man you don't know. Strong, what do you think?"

Yan Ling's voice was very soft, and instead of eager to convince Yi Haiyin, he asked in a deliberate tone.

"My daughter doesn't like him now." Yi Haiyin opened his lips coldly.

"Why did Xiao Ling reject Han Han? You know very well. If she is really unwilling to accept Han Han because of that accident, you don't worry. She will not be able to accept other people in the future?" Yan Ling asked.

"Waiting to marry my Yi Haiyin daughter, you can line up a street, and she can pick it slowly." Yi Haiyin still snorted coldly.

He felt kind of frustrated when he thought of always responding to his Yan Shuhan from his wedding night, and having to abduct his little princess in the future.

"But those people are not as good as Han Han! Also, don't worry, other people like Xiao Ling, is it because of her status as Miss Yi family?" Yan Ling calmly analyzed.

"Ling'er, are you answering me deliberately?" Yi Haiyin was aggrieved.

His daughter is so good, can't find anyone better than Yan Shuhan?

He disagrees with Xiao Ling being with Yan Shuhan. Besides his prejudice against Yan Shuhan, there is another very important reason.

"Yan Chengchi can let his son be named Yang, but he won't let his grandson be named Yi." Yi Haiyin's eyes sank, and his lips were determined.

In order for Yang Muya to agree to marry Xia Changyue, Yan Chengchi had already given up a son.

This is very rare in upper class society.

The Yan family is the first family, this incident caused a sigh of sorrow at that time.

If even his grandson had to change his surname in the future, Yan Chengchi would really become a joke in City S.

"It's all my fault. If I can give birth to one more child and inherit the pressure of the family business, it will all fall on Xiaoling..."

"I am the one who secretly ligated, and it has nothing to do with you." Before she finished speaking, Yi Haiyin sat next to Yan Ling, reached out and hugged her into his arms, interrupting her.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with just one daughter.

"Yi Haiyin, can't we think of other ways to solve this problem? Perhaps Yan Chengchi will agree." Yan Ling asked hopefully.

"Wait until they are really together." Yi Haiyin drew a long finger across her eyebrows and hooked her long hair behind her ears. There was a sure light in her eyes.

Don't ask, he knows in his heart that Yan Chengchi will not agree.