After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

As soon as she finished speaking, she pounced on him again.

He said no, but the person subconsciously crawled into his arms again. There was no way to do it, but the stimulation made him lose control.

However, as soon as his hand touched the hem of her clothes, he was suddenly pushed away by her with great force...

again and again.

Leng Yeting fell on the bed, with nothing but swear words in his heart: "..."

Most of Wei Yan's clothes were torn off, her face was covered with suppressed sweat, her expression was a little distorted, and she was a little sexy indescribably.

The woman was still lying on top of him and doing all sorts of things, sometimes kissing him and sometimes hitting him. Veins were pulsing in Leng Yeting's forehead, so he pushed her away.

She fell on the bed and was stunned for a few seconds. The next moment, he stood up, lifted the quilt, and wrapped her whole body in the quilt.

The little woman under the quilt was still making trouble, and Leng Yeting's tone was a little fierce: "If you move again, I'll deal with you!"

He tugged on his tie nervously.

Seeing that Wei Yan had reached this point, even though she wanted it very much but still pushed him away desperately, she felt unreasonably depressed in her heart.

After a few seconds of silence, Leng Yeting's eyes turned slightly cold and he took out his cell phone to call Song Zhi.

After Song Zhi heard about the situation, he quickly contacted his personal doctor and rushed over. After giving Wei Yan an injection, he stopped.

Wei Yan huddled under the quilt, only her head was exposed, and she fell asleep from exhaustion. She looked very well-behaved.

Song Zhi looked at Leng Yeting, who was standing at the head of the bed, his clothes a little messy, and his face full of desire and dissatisfaction, and whispered: "Mr. Leng, do you need anything..."

Leng Yeting didn't even raise his head: "Get out!"

When he woke up the next day, Wei Yan only felt a dull pain in his head, and the memory of the previous night came back.

The corners of Wei Yan's lips were slightly raised, and she could only say two words: "You deserve it."

After checking the messages on her phone, she found that the buyer had already signed the contract the night before. She simply washed up and went to the agency, read over the real estate transaction contract, signed it, and then walked slowly to the company.

Leng Yeting bought the house in full and gave it to her as a gift. The buyer she sold it to also bought it in full. There was no need to go through the loan process, so the procedure was much simpler.

After she signed, she handed it over to the agency for processing, and she received the house payment from the other party while she was still on the way.

After counting the zeros on the transfer amount, Wei Yan's depression from the whole night dissipated a lot in an instant.

As soon as she sat down at her desk, she saw another colleague from the secretarial department, Shen Lanxin, approaching: "Sister Yan, Mr. Leng wants you to go to his office."

"understood."

Wei Yan responded lightly.

Seeing that she didn't move, Shen Lanxin came over and reminded her: "Sister Yan, Mr. Leng seems to be in a bad mood. He means to ask you to put down what you are doing and come over immediately."

Wei Yan curled her lips: "I know, go ahead and do your work."

Shen Lanxin has been working in the secretarial department for a year, and she actually does a pretty good job at her job, but she is a bit deliberate in trying to please her, and there is unconcealable ambition in her eyes.

Wei Yan curled her lips and lingered at her workstation for another half an hour before getting up and going to Leng Yeting's office.

Judging from Leng Yeting's performance last night, she naturally understood that Leng Yeting would not do something like giving her to Mr. Ding to sleep with him to discuss business, which would cause her to lose her status.

However, that didn't stop her from being angry at him for "pretending to be indifferent and refusing to save someone."

Leng Yeting didn't sleep well the night before, and now his face looked so bad that he just had the words "Don't mess with me" written on his face.

Wei Yan brought a cup of coffee, then stood far away and said in a calm tone: "Mr. Leng, what are your orders?"

Leng Yeting glanced at her: "Notify the personnel department to start recruiting a chief secretary."

Wei Yan looked at him in surprise: "Do you agree to let me go?"

The corners of Leng Yeting's lips curled up slightly, with a hint of sarcasm: "What? Do you think the Leng family can't do it without you?"

Wei Yan had long heard his harsh words, and now she just said: "Of course not, I'm just a little secretary. Without Mr. Leng's cultivation, I'm nothing."

Leng Yeting looked at her face, which could barely contain his joy, and snorted: "She is somewhat self-aware."

Wei Yan smiled and said, "I'll make arrangements right away."

Leng Yeting waved his hand: "Go away."

Wei Yan quickly turned around and left his office, her steps much lighter.

Leng Yeting looked at her back and frowned.

Are you so happy to leave him?