"Don't talk nonsense, our Ling'er is not pregnant!" The assistant was in a hurry.

"Since you are not pregnant, why do you run away when you see a reporter?"

"The staff of the same crew saw her frequent reactions on the set, how to explain this?"

"Miss Yan Ling, since you feel that you have been wronged, can you clarify with us?"

“……”

Yan Ling's ears were filled with all kinds of questions.

She held her head in her hands and squatted down uncomfortably.

The picture that I tried to forget was stimulated in front of me as the reporter pointed out the topic one by one, and the word "pregnancy" appeared frequently.

Dark night.

Strange man.

The pain of tearing.

She wanted to plead but couldn't......

It's all like a nightmare, in her eyes, little by little.

"Ahh

"Don't touch my ......"

"I'm not pregnant......"

"I didn't!"

Just when she was about to collapse, her thin body suddenly fell into a broad chest.

The noisy sound just now, as if in an instant, disappeared.

Her trembling body was tightly protected in her arms.

"Mr. Yi......" The little assistant looked at Yi Haiyin who fell from the sky in astonishment.

He was dressed in a white suit, handsome and noble, and gently held Yan Ling in his arms, like a prince riding a white horse to protect the princess.

The cold eyes were covered with thick anger at the moment.

The reporters who swept the scene opened their thin lips slightly, "Who dares to touch her again, to ensure that he can't get out of here alive!" ”

A sentence that is arrogant to the extreme.

When the words fell, around them, I don't know when, a large number of black-clothed bodyguards appeared, surrounding all the reporters in this area.

"Check their cameras, not a single photo is allowed to be taken, and whoever dares to report indiscriminately will be sued for defamation immediately!" Yi Haiyin's command was forced out of his thin lips.

The crisp and neat words made the old waiter who followed him completely froze.

Watching Yi Haiyin hugging Yan Ling and leaving from front of him, he couldn't get back to his senses for half a sound.

Did he—Did he just have auditory hallucinations?

His young master, can he speak normally?

There were two sentences in a row, but there was no pause......

The old waiter raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

It hurts, that's real!

"What are you still doing in a daze, check their cameras!" The old waiter dropped a command, turned around and hurriedly chased after him.

He had to hurry up and see if it was his delusion just now!

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Back to the apartment.

Yan Ling, like a frightened child, suddenly jumped out of Yi Haiyin's arms, got into the quilt, and surrounded himself tightly.

His eyes were full of horror.

"It's all right...... You're home. Yi Haiyin stood beside her bed, looking at her bloodless face, her eyebrows tightly twisted.

Just as he was about to say something, the door of the apartment was suddenly opened from the outside.

"Ling'er......" Xia Changyue took the key and rushed to the bedroom.

When I saw the two people in the bedroom, I was slightly stunned.

Yan Ling, who was holding back and not speaking just now, saw her, and immediately threw herself into her arms like a child who had found her family, and refused to let go of her tightly holding her.

She bit her lip and didn't let herself cry, but tears kept pouring out of her eyes.

The scared look made Yi Haiyin's heart clench.