After a long time, Yan Ling suspected that he had hung up.

"Then I Waiting for you. " Yi Haiyin's voice suddenly rang out again.

This time, without waiting for Yan Ling to answer, he hung up.

Looking at the black screen, Yan Ling was stunned.

Waiting for her?

What do you mean?

What he said should not be today, but waiting for her to be free another day.

Why did Yi Haiyin not offer her to meet?

Isn't it strange to make such a fussy explanation and apology just for some contact during filming?

He had helped her before, but she didn't thank her so seriously. It seems that she is very impolite to think of it like this

Yan Ling shakes his head and doesn't think about it any more. He turns on his mobile phone and calls Xia Changyue.

She told her to wait for her to come back for dinner, but it's almost nine in the evening.

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in a private room of a hotel.

Yi Haiyin slowly put down his mobile phone, staring at the wine glass in front of him, and his eyes lost focus for a moment.

In the dark red wine, it seems that Yan Ling's face can be clearly reflected

In the crew, he holds her picture, one by one skims in front of him.

That kind of unspeakable palpitation, inexplicable in the blood.

He is a bigot. Once he identifies something, he has to get a result.

She was the first person to let him out of control without drugs.

And the first one to reject him.

She is very special

"Young master, maybe Miss Yan is really uncomfortable, so it's inconvenient to come out. It's late. Do you want to let the kitchen serve first?"

The old waiter stood beside him, looking at the young master who had been waiting for several hours because no one answered Yanling's phone, and asked painfully.

"Help me make an appointment with Song Xinfei Yi Haiyin's cold eyes flashed a cold light, and immediately opened his lips without any symptoms.

In his hand, he plays with the key ring doll he found from Song Xinfei.

The ordinary key ring, on his white and slender hand, seemed to be stained with noble spirit and became special.

"Song, Miss Song?" The old waiter was stunned.

His eyes widened in amazement.

Well behaved, their young master is always cold-hearted. How beautiful a woman is, she won't look up in front of her eyes, which forces their wife to use a fierce move and want a grandson.

But now how to get emotional, is two together.

So that he doesn't even know who he likes

"I'll get in touch now!" The old waiter returned to his senses and went to one side to make a phone call.

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in the villa.

Ye Mingsha was stunned in the restaurant for a long time, and finally left with a disheartened face.

Without a rival, Hanhan and Momo began to fight again. At last, they were tired of playing. Without waiting for the nurse to coax them, they climbed to bed and fell asleep.

Such a big villa is empty.

There is only one Yan Chengchi who is still dealing with the documents in his study.

"Knock -" the door of the study suddenly rang.

The housekeeper's voice came in from outside the door. "Chi Shao, Jin tezhu is here. He says he has something important to see you."

"Come in." Yan Chengchi's pen in his hand raised his head slowly from the document.

"Chi Shao, what you asked me to look for has a result." Jin tezhu pushes open the door, strides in and puts a piece of information on Yan Chengchi's desk.

"On the night that Master Yi lost someone, song Xinfei had been a guest star in the cast during the day and left in the afternoon. That night, she attended a reception and left in the early morning!"

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