Gu Beiyan put down the silver fork in his hand, with a smile on his face, An Ranxi's eyes widened in surprise.

He... Ghost on top! I don't usually smile so well at her.

A faint sense of vinegar permeated.

"Gu Beiyan, I have something I want to talk to you about later."

"Huh? It's the same now, she's not an outsider. ”

An Ranxi leaned on Gu Beiyan and turned his gaze to the snow-white paving tiles, a pair of small thin legs dangling in the air.

"Other things are fine, but this thing, no."

A faint smile on the corner of his mouth lingered from An Ranxi's face to Gu Beiyan's indifferent expression.

An Ranxi stretched out an arm and hugged Gu Beiyan's neck, "If that's the case, then I won't bother you chatting." I'll wait for you upstairs. ”

Gu Beiyan picked up the napkin on the table, wiped her mouth, and then wiped her mouth without disgust.

"Let's go."

Gu Beiyan patted her little buttocks, and then pinched it secretly.

Ahn Ran-hee glared at him with a red face and trotted upstairs.

Zhongli Yiling gestured to the two black-clothed bodyguards on the side with his eyes, and the two bodyguards immediately followed, blocking the entrance to the stairs on the second floor.

Gu Beiyan looked at the movements of the two bodyguards with a funny look around his chest, and his eyes swept towards Zhongli with a smile.

"Not really, right?"

"Go down, all of you, and don't come in without my orders."

"Yes, young master."

Zhongli Yiling moved the chair a little forward, and crossed his hands on the dining table, "Gu Beiyan, I'm sorry." ”

Gu Beiyan reached out and rubbed his earlobe, "What did you say?" I didn't hear you. ”

Yiling repeated good-naturedly, "I'm sorry for what happened that day." I would like to explain to you about that matter. ”

"Then you say, I will continue to eat, and I will not eat and waste."

Gu Beiyan picked up the fork again and ate his own.

"Look at this thing, and you'll understand."

Gu Beiyan glanced at it with his gaze, and the medical record sheet.

... Severe schizophrenia ... Eighteen years of illness...

Schizophrenia, he'd heard them say it before.

Eighteen years?

Gu Beiyan was indeed taken aback, Zhongli Yiling is only twenty-four years old this year, which means that Yiling got sick at the age of seven, and counting the time of healing, this age can be even younger.

What kind of things did Zhongli Yiting experience when he was a child to get such a disease as split personality.

Although it is also possible that this medical record is fake, if it is fake, then his acting skills are too good.

"Split personality? This one is quite serious. Gu Beiyan shook the thing, and the corners of his peach blossom eyes went up, "Aren't you afraid that I will tell them and let them remove your young master's position?" ”

Yiling smiled bitterly, "Actually, the person who wants the position of the young master is not me, but him." Every time I met to deal with Zhong Li's family affairs, he would take my place. In fact, I found out a long time ago that in fact, whether it is medicine or psychology experts, I can no longer control my condition, but I did not expect that in addition to official business, he will influence me in life. ”

"I didn't tell them because I was afraid they would be disappointed. Their hard-earned efforts have yielded nothing. It wasn't my intention to hurt you, as for Xiyan, I really like him. ”