"Me?" Wei Yan was confused, "What's my problem?"

"You haven't eaten much at lunch, and you haven't eaten dinner yet. From the time of the accident to now, you have been standing. Tell me, is your problem big?"

"……I am okay."

"Really?" Leng Yeting frowned slightly, "Then, why did you show up in Yuanping tonight?"

Wei Yan thought that when she met him at the gate before, he was already very dissatisfied with her appearing here, and now it seemed that Qiu Hou was settling the score.

Wei Yan suddenly tilted his body and leaned towards Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting hurriedly supported her and asked worriedly: "Yan Yan?"

"Don't be nervous," Wei Yan leaned against his warm shoulder and smiled, "I'm just a little tired. Please lend me your shoulder to lean on."

"……you."

"I'm very tired," Wei Yan blinked her beautiful eyes, "Let me rest, and don't argue with me about anything else."

She is not a person who likes to act coquettishly, but now that she looks like this, Leng Yeting is almost melted by her tenderness.

"I can't walk anymore," Wei Yan continued, "Can you hold me?"

Leng Yeting was seduced by her, and his voice was a little hoarse: "How much do you weigh?"

"I'm one person now, weighing two people."

As Leng Yeting stood up, he easily picked up Wei Yan.

His dark eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and whispered in Wei Yan's ear: "When I held you..., why didn't you think that I wouldn't be able to hold you?"

Wei Yan's ears turned red: "Don't talk about this in my office!"

However, the corners of Leng Yeting's lips curled up slightly: "There is no one in your office now, but you mentioned the office. We only tried it in my office, but it was indeed not in your office..."

Wei Yan quickly reached out and blocked his mouth: "No, I'm very tired."

Leng Yeting looked at her and suddenly smiled.

This smile made Wei Yan blink her eyes, and then she felt a little shy: "You're kidding me!"

Leng Yeting put his ear against hers and said softly: "I know you are very tired, why would you act so recklessly at this time? Come on, Diandian has already called me twice."

Wei Yan was surprised: "Dian Dian still not asleep?"

Leng Yeting chuckled: "We are not here, and Selena is not at home either. Do you think he can sleep?"

Wei Yan felt a little guilty in her heart: "That's right..."

Speaking of this, Wei Yan was a little sad and worried, and looked at Leng Yeting: "The death of your grandfather and Uncle Bing has been a big blow to Diandian. He was exposed to death early when he was still so young, and now he...has become Very sensitive and suspicious.”

As he said that, Wei Yan felt more and more distressed and leaned into Leng Yeting's arms: "Going on, we need to spend more time with him."

Leng Yeting nodded and said solemnly: "Yes."

At the same time that Leng Yeting and Wei Yan left Yuanping Orphanage, Fu Mosheng, Zhan Beiming and others received the news that Hao Yuxue had committed suicide.

After Zhan Beiming listened to the report from his subordinates on the phone, his gloomy face showed no expression at all: "Is there anything else?"

"Um... gone."

"Dead." Zhan Beiming said.

The call ended, and the surrounding atmosphere solidified.

The subordinates looked at Zhan Beiming, and no one dared to speak.

Zhan Beiming turned around and looked at Ji Niannian behind the glass.

This glass was one-way, he could see Ji Niannian inside, but Ji Niannian couldn't see him.

There is no way, so far, so many days have passed, Ji Niannian still hates him when she sees him.

The reason why Zhan Beiming was in a bad mood at this time was because just 10 minutes ago, Ji Niannian scratched his face with her fingers.

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