After Ling Yiran left, Yi Jinli looked at the small rental house and felt empty.

He picked up the scarf she placed on the table and wrapped it around his neck, with a slightly curved curl of his lips.

When Yi Jinli walked out of the rental house, Gao Congming had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw his boss, he was stunned. The president had never liked to wear scarves, but now... he was wearing a plain scarf.

Moreover, when Yi Jin got closer, Gao Congming looked at the wool on the scarf and the weaving method. It was almost certain that this was a hand-woven scarf.

There seems to be only one answer to the hand-woven scarf that can be wrapped around Yi Ye.

I'm afraid this scarf should be woven by Ling Yiran!

"Yi, now we're going..."

"Go to the hospital. Today, I should have a New Year's Eve dinner with the old man." Yi Jinli ordered.

"Yes." Gao Congming responded, started the car, and drove towards the hospital.

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The bus stopped not far from an elevated exit outside the town, and Ling Yiran got off the bus. In three years, even this town seemed to have changed a lot. Some of the original mud roads have now been renovated into cement roads.

When I passed by on the road, I met some neighbors from my grandmother's house before. They pointed at her, and some even whispered. Ling was still used to these things.

Since she was released from prison, anyone who knew her before would inevitably discuss it after seeing her.

When she came to her grandmother's house, her grandmother's house was filled with relatives.

When the second uncle saw her, he squeezed out a smile and said, "Yes, come on, come in and sit in, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Ling Yiran was a little surprised. You know, after her accident, her second uncle had someone send a message to her in the detention center, asking her not to implicate them.

"Come on, sit down!" The third aunt also walked over with a passionate look on her face and pulled Ling Yiran down. Then the uncle, aunt, second aunt, third uncle... all these relatives surrounded her and enthusiastically asked about her well-being.

A puzzle flashed in Ling Yiran's eyes, "Where is grandma?" she asked.

"Grandma is taking a nap now. If you wake up later, you can go see her again." Aunt San said.

The uncle next to him said, "Yes, since you are out of prison, you have to be a good person. There are no people around you now. Women always have to find a man to rely on. My uncle will introduce you to a good partner."

"Uncle, I don't want to find any partner now." Ling Yiran refused.

"Hey, why are you kid..." My uncle seemed to want to say something, but the third aunt gave her a color, and my uncle stopped talking about anything.

At this moment, Ling Yiran's grandmother, Old Lady Lu, was arguing with Old Lady Lu.

"I don't agree, I absolutely don't agree to marrying that fool. This is to destroy her for the rest of her life!" Old Mrs. Lu shouted.

Mr. Lu hummed, "She has been ruined for a long time. Do you think she can do now and get out of prison? I have inquired about it. She is just a road sweeper. It would be better to get married as soon as possible while she is not old. The Feng family said that as long as she can still give birth to a baby for the Feng family, the Feng family will raise her for the rest of her life. I am all thinking about her."

"Why do you think about her? You are simply greedy for the Feng family's money!" Old Mrs. Lu said angrily, "You are going to sell it!"
Chapter completed!