"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" He looked very sad, Xin Yan was puzzled.

 

"Nothing." Ling Weihao tried to squeeze out a smile to hide his sadness at this time, reached out and caressed her head, and said.

 

At this time, Yang Shuting gently knocked on the door, pushed open the door, and saw them in the room, with Wei Hao beside Xin Yan.

 

"Xinyan, don't write, take a bath first, and then come back and write again." Yang Shuting said to Xin Yan.

 

Xin Yan put down her pen, left her seat, walked out of the room, and took a bath in the bathroom alone.

 

Ling Weihao got up, as...