In the room of the man, Wu Ling stood at the window, looked at Qin Jian and An Yin's evening, and sighed inwardly.

Go downstairs and enter the main building through the side door, go to Qin Jian’s bedroom door, knock on the door, "Young Master, it’s me, Wu Ling."

"Come in." Qin Jian's cold voice came from the room.

Wu Ling pushed open the door.

There was no light on in the room, it was pitch black, and there were a little red cigarette butts on the sand.

Wu Ling turned on the light.

Qin Jian raised his head and leaned against the back of the sand, sat on the sand with his long legs, looking tired, his slender fingers clamped a lit cigarette, and he didn't smoke. The lights were on, and he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Wu Ling gently covered the room and stepped forward, "Young Master, I'll go and put bath water for you."

"Um."

Wu Ling entered the bathroom, turned on the faucet, walked to the window, and looked down. He saw An Yin still standing under the steps, motionless.

"well!"

Wu Ling sighed lightly.

A bad fate!

After putting the water down, Wu Ling left the bathroom and walked to Qin Jian. The cigarette had reached its end.

"Young Master, the water is ready."

"Yes." Qin Jian responded, without moving, and his eyes didn't open.

Wu Ling stood for a while, and saw that Qin Jian still had no intention of getting up, so he walked around behind him and raised his hand to hold his temples on both sides.

"Sister Ling, I'm fine, no need."

When Qin Jian’s mood is unstable, it is easy to cause genetic changes. Professional massage will help him adjust his emotions.

Wu Ling is a professional masseur.

Wu Ling stopped and retreated silently.

After going downstairs, he walked out of the door, picked up the file bag on the ground, and put it in Anyin's hand, "Anyin, you can't get along with anything, but don't get along with yourself."

"Sister Ling."

"The young master is not short of this money, saving his mother is important."

“…”

"Okay, I'll go to the hospital tomorrow. Go back to the house and take a shower and go to bed."

"Sister Ling, thank you."

Wu Ling watched An Yin enter the door before turning around and walking back to the door of the servant's room, and was grabbed by Ali.

Ali asked in a low voice: "Sister Ling, why do you bully An Yin?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

"I can't say nonsense. Although Ali has a bad mind, he can understand it. The young master said that he bought Anyin's first night. Good girl, who can sell that thing? The young master said that Anyin was so sad."

Wu Ling sighed inwardly.

An Yin wanted to close the young master, but she could not refuse the five million agreement. The young master didn't want to force her, so she became a bad person and helped her close her heart so that she could not make things difficult for her.

The young master was even more uncomfortable than An Yin at this time.

Ali has a simple mind, so how can he understand these?

"I really can't figure it out. Since the young master doesn't want An Yin, why do you still buy her? An Yin wants money. The young master is not short of money anyway, so I'd better give it to her directly."

Ali and An Yin have a good relationship. Ali looks sad when she looks at An Yin, and he feels uncomfortable.

"If the young master doesn't do this, can An Yin ask for the five million?" Wu Ling gave Ali a blank look, "It's so stupid, so white, so big a man."

That agreement was just an excuse for An Yin to accept the five million.

Ali was scolded and a little disappointed, "Aren't I anxious when I see them like that?"

"The emperor is not in a hurry, the eunuch is in a hurry. The young master is not concerned about our servants, so go to bed."

Wu Ling drove Ali away and frowned.

An Yin’s heart is Miss Mu’s.

But once the young master is poisoned, no one can suppress it except Miss Mu.

Therefore, the marriage between the young master and Miss Mu's family was unstoppable.

It’s better to have a short pain than a long pain, and they both broke it like this, that’s fine.
Chapter completed!