President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Yingye Cong has a cold and sassy personality, and really needs such a gentle and virtuous companion by his side.

"What I don't understand is, didn't you all have a good time before? Why did it change in the past month? Could it be that there is really..."

"There is no third party. I want to open it myself. I don't want to enter the marriage prematurely and restrain myself. I don't know what kind of relationship I will need in the future. Maybe I am really an emotional scumbag. I don't want to delay Tomorrow Tian, ​​I hope that her long-term pain is worse than short-term pain."

After Yingye Cong finished speaking, he waved his hands and stood up to leave.

He was here to watch Feng Yin, and since Feng Yin had left, he had no intention of staying any longer.

For some reason, he wanted to see her every day now.

"A Cong, no matter who you have feelings for, you still have to be careful." The words of the patriarch Ying Ye seem to doubt his thoughts on Feng Yin.

Yingye Cong didn't respond, and walked away.

The father and son didn't talk too much, but Yingye Cong has already begun to doubt the patriarch Yingye, how much was involved in this lie when he was brought back by Tian Ritian?

……

Takano Cong's Room

"Master, the report is out."

Awei came in and put down a file respectfully.

"You go out." Takano Cong glanced at the report seemingly casually, and immediately opened it after Ah Wei left.

This is a personal report, and it was him and Leng Ting who were tested...

……

"Mummy...is not feeling well..."

Leng Ting shouted on the bed, his little face was burning red.

Seeing the scene of Tian Tian committing suicide before, I don't know if he was frightened, but Leng Ting came back with a high fever.

"I've already asked Patriarch Ying Ye to arrange for someone to deliver the medicine, and it should come soon."

As Leng Yue was talking, someone came to the yard.

"I brought the doctor here, let the doctor take a look first." It was Yingye Cong who came in. He personally brought a pot of porridge and some commonly used medicines. After entering, he sat beside Leng Ting's bed without saying a word.

Feng Yin raised his head and glanced at him, idly wondering why it was him who came here, and carefully picked up Leng Ting for the doctor to examine.

The elderly Chinese doctor frowned after feeling the pulse, "You must take the medicine, but did you scare the child before? You lost a soul,"

Leng Yue and Nie Xiao's backs shivered after hearing the old doctor's words.

"I know some native methods of soul-calling in my hometown, and I will try it tonight." Feng Yin felt that it would be okay to try it rather than believe it.

"Daddy... Woo... Daddy hug..."

Leng Ting, who was sick, was like other children, when he was not feeling well, he hoped that his relatives would be by his side.

She stretched out her arms and waved them in the air subconsciously.

Ying Ye Cong immediately bent down and hugged Leng Ting in his arms, Feng Yin was about to stop him, but saw Leng Ting pressing his small face to Ying Ye Cong's chest, and fell asleep in a daze.

That appearance is inexplicably heartbreaking.

Feng Yin's heart was suddenly torn apart...

She stood up and walked out of the room, wanting to be alone in the yard.

Does Leng Ting really need a father?

She actually knew the answer, but this answer was destined to float in the air forever.

Because, except for Leng Yan, she will not accept anyone.

She would not accept anyone because of Leng Ting, this is not selfish.

Inside the house, Yingye Cong hugged Leng Ting all the time and he was fine, but once she was put down, she would cry, and finally Yingye Cong had to hug her all the time.

Seeing her nestled in his arms, so small, so soft, her face was red because of the high fever, she looked very pitiful.