"But I haven't heard that she has taken on a new show."

Liao Jinpei felt a little uneasy. During these days, Ye Ayen did not take off her makeup when she was sleeping at night. She slept with her back to him and did not turn over for a night.

The cheerful and sweet girl usually seemed to become gloomy overnight.

"This makes people really worry. Brother, you should care more about Ayane!"

"I see."

Liao Jinpei asked the servant to make a cup of hot milk tea and walked over to put it on the glass round table in front of Ye Yiyin. Ye Yiyin didn't move, and seemed to hear the sound of the cup hitting the glass. Liao Jinpei couldn't help but remind: "Wife, drink something, be careful to be hot."

Ye Ayin nodded slightly, but did not take any action. After a long time, she found that Liao Jinpei was still looking at her. Ye Ayin buried her head deeper and replied in a slightly hoarse voice: "Thank you, I don't want to drink anything now."

Her voice sounded very tired, not just her body, but more of her heart.

Liao Jinpei continued to show his gratitude: "Then are you hungry? I'll give you some snacks. How about the meat muffin, or the hazelnut chocolate cake?"

Ye Ayin shook her head, "I really don't need to, let me be quiet."

"All right."

Liao Jinpei walked towards Liao Zhu and shrugged helplessly: "Maybe she has something to worry about. Forget it, everyone has something to worry about, so let her stay quietly. Let's not bother her."

Ye Yiyan was not doing well, and the real culprits, Lin Aochuan and Yao Moqi, could not escape the inner torture.

After all, Ruirui is Lin Aochuan's grandson, how could he really want Ruirui to die?

Seeing Lin Luowei's pain now, Lin Aochuan knew that Lin Luowei only had Ye Yanine in his heart. He lost Ye Yanine, but he still had Ruirui. He treated Ruirui as a treasure. How big a blow has Lin Rui's death caused to him? I'm afraid that for a long time, he will never come into contact with love, and will never get married and have children again...

Yao Moqi was in a bad mood during this period. She was always suspicious, feeling that the baby was still in dissipation and appeared in front of her all the time.

When I turned off the lights at night and went to the bathroom, and when I was cooking in the kitchen, I always looked back and saw a bloody face.

Even if she saw a child in the arms of someone else outside, her tender face always made her mistakenly think of Lin Rui. She had only seen Lin Rui and could not remember the child's appearance at all. She always felt that every child was like the baby she killed. They looked at her with strange eyes and reached into the gap in her soul with tentacles of revenge.

Yao Moqi couldn't sleep well every night and often woke up from nightmares. In the dark night, she only saw a pair of bloody little hands shaking in front of her eyes, as if she wanted to strangle her throat and drag her down the terrifying abyss.

Yao Moqi exclaimed in a flash, scaring Ji Jinyao rushed into her bedroom. She turned on the light and found that her mother was pale and sweat beads as big as beans on her forehead were flowing down like a seriously ill person plagued by ghosts.

"Mom, what's wrong? Where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

When Yao Moqi saw her daughter breaking in, she broke free from the fear of nightmare. She sat up, wiped the sweat from her head, and showed a reluctant smile on her face: "I'm having a nightmare. It's okay."

"What nightmare did you have? I think you've been having nightmare these days."
Chapter completed!