Aunt Tong refused to admit that she was worried about her young master's rival...... She's just out of the kind nature of people, and she likes it a lot, that little fresh meat, worried.

And that little fresh meat = the young master's rival in love......

However, even so, Aunt Tong didn't think that Yunyi's milky child was her young master's opponent.

After all, Ye Hanyu's black belly and shamelessness, as well as domineering and unreasonable, are all there!

After figuring it out like this, the guilt in her heart was inexplicably reduced a lot, otherwise every time she was worried about Yun Yi, she felt that she had betrayed her young master.

In this way, Huang Xinying bathed in Ye Hanyu's 'jealous and hateful' gaze, and made a call to Yunyi, but to her surprise, she didn't get through.

She frowned, and then continued to dial under the gaze of Ye Hanyu who suddenly became gloating and fell into the well, but it still didn't get through......

The look of worry between Huang Xinying's eyebrows couldn't help but become more intense, her fingertips tapped a few times on the keyboard of her mobile phone, and she sent him a text message, so that after he saw it, he remembered to give her a message back.

"He's not a three-year-old, what's there to worry about?" Ye Hanyu couldn't help but feel a little surprised when she saw that she was so attentive to him, and the vinegar jar in her heart turned over by herself inexplicably.

Huang Xinying replied without raising her head: "He is in the night capital, he is not familiar with life, what if something accidentally happens?" ”

"Fools have foolish blessings, don't worry." Ye Hanyu said lightly, but he didn't know how many times he had scolded that stinky boy in his heart.

It's nothing, why do you want to come to the night capital?

Forget about running all night, why are you still restless and staying at home?!

Just let his night wife, worry about him!

This kind of bear child should be hung up and whipped ten thousand times!

Huang Xinying raised her eyes, and when she saw his face, she knew what he was thinking, she smiled and said softly: "Actually, he is also quite pitiful, don't target him like this." ”

Ye Hanyu snorted disappreciatively: "Poor people must have something to hate!" ”

"He was an orphan, and when he was very young, he had no parents." Huang Xinying lowered her eyes slightly, and there was a hint of sadness in the smile on the corner of her mouth.

After saying this to him in a calm tone, she smiled pretending to have nothing to do, then got up from the sofa and walked to the storage room: "I'll go clean the house." ”

Ye Hanyu, who was originally stunned for a moment because of her unexpected words, frowned when he heard her words, and asked reflexively, "Why do you want to clean?" ”

"Because I haven't cleaned it in days." Huang Xinying replied to him without looking back, and when she was looking for the design draft in the garbage heap just now, she was sweating, thinking that her body was dirty anyway, so she just let it be dirty a little more, and then rinse it after cleaning.

Hearing her say this, Ye Hanyu suddenly lowered his eyes thoughtfully, and thought about it carefully, should he send a special person to clean the house every day like before?

Seeing Mrs. Night working so hard, it is false to say that she is not distressed.

"Okay, young master, don't be entangled, don't find someone at that time, Xinxin will go to the company as soon as she is free, and it will be you who will be distressed when the time comes!" Aunt Tong was on the side and ruthlessly demolished him.

Ye Hanyu sank his face and glared at her: You old lady, what nonsense is telling the truth!

Aunt Tong silently turned around and stepped back.

*

This night, Wen Qianyu, who received a call from Mrs. Night, couldn't help but show a happy smile on her face after hanging up the phone.