Even later, Zhuo Qianyun heard the bodyguard call Yi Jinli to report the incident, she knew that with Yi Jinli's ability, she would bring it back safely, but she still had to hear Ling Yiran say with her own ears to be relieved.

"I'm fine, Sister Zhuo, don't worry." Ling Yiran said.

"That's good." Zhuo Qianyun finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, how are Xiao Yan doing recently? Next time I have time, come and see him." Ling Yiran said, I haven't seen the little guy for a long time.

Zhuo Qianyun hesitated for a moment before saying, "Xiao Yan is fine, he misses you very much, okay, I'm going to be busy, there are customers here, I'll talk next time."

Zhuo Qianyun said, quickly ended the call and put away her cell phone, but there were no new customers in front of her snack stall.

She lowered her head and smiled bitterly. She just said for a while, not knowing how to go and Yiran. These days, too many things have happened. Still she is pregnant. She doesn't want this friend to worry about her affairs again.

However, since Xiaoyan was discharged from the hospital, there have always been some bruises and minor injuries on his son in the past few days. The kindergarten teacher also said that the child often clashes with other children in the kindergarten.

As for the reason, the teacher just tactfully mentioned that it was related to some of her experiences. When Zhuo Qianyun heard this, she immediately understood.

The jail time is related to the experience she went to jail time. That experience is like a stain that is always imprinted on her and also makes Xiaoyan tired of her.

She just hopes that she can raise her son to grow up safely, but why is this a normal thing for all mothers, but it is so difficult for her?

Also, can she really win the custody lawsuit?

Zhuo Qianyun's eyes dimmed.

After finishing the phone, Ling Yiran turned around and asked the butler beside him, "Where is Master Yi?"

"On the mourning hall." The housekeeper replied.

Ling Yiran planned to go to the mourning hall, but when he walked out of the main house, the housekeeper suddenly called her and said, "Madam, I hope you treat Master Yi well. Master Yi actually...he really looks like his father."

After saying this, the butler lowered his head and stopped looking at Ling Yiran. After all, these words should not have been said by him.

But he has been in the Yi family for so many years. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he saw Mr. Yi's parents being driven away from the Yi family, and then when he looked at Mr. Yi, he returned to the Yi family with a can of ashes.

Looking at the glorious Yi family, how sad it is in its bones.

Now, the Yi family has finally come to a happy couple. Yi Ye is getting married and there are three little lives to be born. He sincerely hopes that the Yi family can have laughter.

"I know, I won't let him be like his father!" Ling Yiran said with great certainty.

After saying this, she turned around and walked towards the mourning hall.

When she walked into the mourning hall, she saw Yi Jinli standing in front of his father's tablet just like last time, motionless, like a sculpture.

The dim light fell on him, as quiet as this.

"A Jin!" She couldn't help calling him, for some reason, but every time she saw him standing like this, she always felt a sense of distress.

He slowly turned around, his black eyes looked at her, and suddenly he walked towards her quickly, hugged her with both hands, leaned down, and leaned his head on her shoulder, like a very tired person, and finally found a place to rest.
Chapter completed!