No matter how he counts, he is the bottom.

It's all right now, Shang Lingsi has a child too. He has been looking forward to the dream of his brother for so many years, and finally it will come true. Of course, he has to run to the Shang's villa every day to look at the little guy in Yu Xinxing's belly.

"Don't complain to me, I have something, and I want you to help." Yan Shuhan's eyes flashed, and his voice fell.

"What is it that makes you so serious? It has something to do with Xiao Ling?" Yang Shuchen was startled, and immediately opened his lips firmly.

Yan Shuhan hadn't seen any scenes before, except for Yi Xiaoling's things that could make him worry.

"I need you to check something for me. On Xiaoling's mobile phone, I keep receiving messages from several virtual trumpets. Do you have a way to trace it back to the source?"

Yan Shuhan's thin lips opened slightly.

"You send me all the information, I'll try it." Yang Shuchen spoke quickly, with a strong interest in his tone.

After hanging up the phone, Yan Shuhan restarted the car and left the restaurant.

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In the Yijia Villa.

Yi Xiaoling fell asleep deeply.

When she woke up, it was already dark.

When she stood up and sat up on the bed alone, she suddenly remembered that she was with Yan Shuhan just now, turned on the light anxiously, turned her head and looked around in the room.

I found that she had returned to her room, but Yan Shuhan, who was by her side, had disappeared.

Only the shining diamond ring on the ring finger reminded her that everything that happened today is not a dream.

She reached out and grabbed the phone, and was about to call Yan Shuhan when her phone rang.

On the screen, a completely strange phone number flashed.

Yi Xiaoling's palms tightened and her face became ugly.

I wanted to answer the phone, but didn't have the courage. I threw the phone aside and watched the phone screen flashing until I recovered my peace.

She was all curled up, sitting on the bed, motionless.

In the room, it was quiet, as if she was the only one left in the world.

Just when she was about to fall into fear, Yan Shuhan's handsome face suddenly drew across her eyes, causing her panicked heart to instantly return to calm.

When the phone rang again, Yi Xiaoling bit her lip, hesitated for a few seconds, and then picked it up.

"Who are you? Why do you keep playing mystery? I tell you, I'm not afraid of you. If you have the ability, you can come to me in an open manner. Don't be like a turtle with your head, just hide behind you and make small moves!

Yi Xiaoling let out a sigh of relief.

In my heart, I encouraged myself not to be afraid, but her hand holding the phone was still trembling.

She even had the urge to hang up the phone.

"It seems that you have forgotten what happened a year ago, and you have also forgotten that you still have photos in my hands, you are not afraid, those photos, I put them online?"

On the other end of the phone, a dull voice slowly sounded.

The rough voice seemed to be rubbed by a stone, showing a trace of vicissitudes.

Yi Xiaoling was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized that the other party might have used a voice changer.

"You took those pictures? Who are you?"

"You don't need to know these, you just need, you have a handle in my hand, if you want to be safe, just listen to me." The other party laughed coldly, the laughter of the evil bird, like a ghost .

"If the handle you are talking about is the photos in your hand, then I tell you, you never want to threaten me!"