Yi family mansion.

The old waiter looked at Yi Haiyin, who had not come out for a long time and had shut himself up in his study. He walked around the door worried.

In the end, I couldn't help knocking on the door.

"Come in." In the study, Yi Haiyin's cold voice came out slowly.

The old waiter was overjoyed. He quickly opened the door and went in.

Looking at Yi Haiyin, who is sitting quietly by the window, as if isolating himself from the whole world, I feel a little tight in my heart.

From the "meet" crew, his young master's condition, obviously much better.

Rarely such a person in a daze.

Especially after what happened that night, the young master would take the initiative to talk to others in order to find the owner of the key chain.

But now

The old waiter rubbed his palms, brightened his eyes and stepped forward.

"Young master, you haven't been to the troupe. Miss Song is very worried about you. She has called several times to ask." The old waiter said, carefully looked at Yi Haiyin.

Found that he just slightly raised eyebrows, but did not speak.

I feel more anxious.

Miss song is the person whom the young master tried his best to find. How could the young master not respond to her concern?

If even miss song can't make his young master willing to talk, who else can?

The old waiter was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He didn't drive Yi Haiyin away, but he didn't see him at all. He just stayed in his own world quietly.

The old waiter, nervous, seemed to grasp the last straw and suddenly said, "young master, not only miss song, but also miss Yan called to ask..."

The old waiter's words had not finished. Just now he was looking at Yi Haiyin out of the window. His cold eyes flickered slightly.

Then he turned and looked at the old waiter behind him.

"You mean Yan Ling

Glimmer hit on his slightly pale handsome face, outlining the unspeakable alienation.

When the old waiter saw that he was finally willing to speak, he almost jumped up in excitement.

"Yes, it's Miss Yan Ling. You have a part in the play this afternoon, but young master, you haven't been to the troupe for a long time. Miss Yan Ling made a special call to ask about you. She cares about you very much!"

The old waiter was full of nonsense.

Yi Haiyin doesn't go to the production team. All the plays related to him have stopped shooting. In the past two days, he has been making up some supporting roles.

The director called the old waiter several times to ask about Yi Haiyin.

Once, Yan Ling seemed to be nearby and asked casually if he was ill

Although it's just a simple sentence, it's about caring!

Maybe Miss Yan Ling actually wanted to call his young master, but she didn't have a phone number.

Yes, it must be!

The old waiter thought of this and said more exaggeratedly.

"Count up, young master, you haven't been to the production team for two days. I don't know if Miss Yan Ling has been worried about you these two days. As you know, girls are delicate and like to think about things. In case they don't have a good rest because they are worried about young master..."

The old waiter said, glancing at Yi Haiyin secretly.

See his eyebrows slightly frown up, heart under great joy.

More is agitating three inch not bad tongue, continues to rumor!

"Young master, you stay in your study all the time and don't even answer the phone. Those who don't know will be worried. I saw Miss Yan Ling look bad a few days ago. If you worry about you again, I'm afraid it will really make things worse..."

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