She doesn't want to pretend anymore

Yan Zhan's eyes narrowed as he looked through the information.

A permanent VIP client of the psychiatric department?

When Wan Yi was looking up people, he also saw the noun that was emphasized.

Compared to Yan Zhan's calmness, he seemed much more surprised.

"Third Master, I asked the doctor here. Chen Yuting is staying in the most luxurious hotel-style ward in the psychiatric department. It seems to be his exclusive room."

When he asked about Chen Yuting, the medical staff at St. Paul's Hospital were all a little secretive.

It seemed like they were not very willing to mention Chen Yuting.

"Distant relative of Chen Songling's family?"

Yan Zhan was thoughtful when he saw the column about background in the information.

Wan Yi muttered to himself, "The Chen family is a family of scholars with a deep background. It's not surprising that they have one or two distant relatives, but why don't they place the person in a mental hospital, but in the psychiatric ward in Sao Paulo?"

The psychiatric ward here is much more valuable than a special mental hospital.

"Oh no, Miss Manshu probably doesn't know that he is mentally ill. He doesn't even wear a hospital gown!"

"Third Master, do you want to call Miss Manshu over?"

It's dangerous to walk with a mentally ill person, right?

"He doesn't look like a mental patient." Yan Zhan's brows moved slightly.

Wan Yi: "There are many types of mental illness. What if he has intermittent attacks?"

"When he is not sick, he is no different from a normal person, but when he is sick, he is extremely ferocious."

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with this person. He had just tried to touch Miss Manshu!

"Miss Manshu is young and not very strong. If she happens to run into Chen Yuting's attack, the consequences will be disastrous, Third Master!"

He and Miss Manshu have a friendship that started with a meal.

Although the massage foot basin given to him was finally given to Mr. Yan by his boss, Wan Yi still had a good impression of Manshu.

The little girl is not like the young lady from the Yan family. She seems friendly and gentle, but she is actually very arrogant.

In front of the Third Master, he smiled happily when greeting him.

She smiled even when the Third Master was not around, but who couldn't see that it was just perfunctory?

But, who can blame her for being the eldest daughter of the Yan family?

The old man only has this one granddaughter, so it’s not a bad idea to raise her a little pampered.

"If you want to go, go ahead." Yan Zhan didn't even look at Wan Yi and continued to stare at his phone.

From his expression, it is impossible to tell what he is thinking.

"I'll go right away!" Wan Yi almost trotted out.

Unfortunately, when he ran outside, Manshu and Chen Yuting had already returned to the hospital.

Manshu took Eggette and went straight to the ward, while Chen Yuting returned to his VIP suite for psychiatric patients.

He doesn't like to interact with anyone except Manshu.

After he returned to his room, he pushed open a small door of the suite and found several computers there.

It contains all the surveillance footage from St. Paul's Hospital.

It was easy to retrieve the video of Wan Yi checking him.

"So what if I find out?" Chen Yuting muttered to himself.

He curled the corners of his lips slightly, and called up the image of Manshu in the surveillance video, focusing on the mark at the corner of her eye.

He reached out and touched the pink mark across the screen, seeming to be thinking about something.

When Manshu returned to the ward, he handed the extra breakfast he had bought to Wang Yi's family.

Mother Wang has woken up and is sitting on the head of the bed, touching her belly with her hand, looking very gentle.

In Manshu's memory, this was a very taciturn woman.

She goes back to her hometown only a few times a year, but every winter she knits scarves and sweaters for Wang Yi and prepares autumn clothes and long underwear.

In short, although she doesn't talk much, she loves her daughter silently.