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

Imperial Garden.

Wei Yan came down from upstairs and made a phone call while walking.

On the other side of the phone was Wu Liangjie's voice, desperately trying to claim credit.

Because the other party is too annoying, Wei Yan, who has always been good-tempered, rarely becomes perfunctory. In addition, her voice is gentle, and at first glance, her voice sounds like coaxing a child.

Leng Yeting sat on the sofa and read a book, his slender legs crossed.

Diandian was sitting next to him reading a book. The father and son raised their heads at the same time when they heard her voice.

Just listen to her talking on the phone alone:

"Okay, okay, I understand."

"Well, you did a great job."

"You have a good rest, that's about it for this matter."

"Follow-up? No need for follow-up. Okay, okay, I will definitely come to you, but you have to have a good rest."

……

Wei Yan walked to the sofa and finally ended the call.

Looking sideways, he saw Leng Yeting and Diandian raising their eyes to look at her. Wei Yan said "uh" and said, "The look in your eyes..."

"I didn't know you had a son outside." Leng Yeting said.

"Mommy, is he my elder brother or my younger brother?" Diandian said with a sly smile.

Wei Yan raised her eyebrows, walked over pretending to be angry, and knelt down in front of Diandian: "Diandian, you're a bad person, you're making a joke about mommy!"

After saying that, Wei Yan reached out to scratch the itch.

Diandian giggled happily and hid in Leng Yeting's arms.

After arguing for a long time, seeing his son completely defeated, Leng Yeting took action, grabbed Wei Yan's slender waist, took her to the other side, and finally "stopped the fight" successfully.

Diandian laughed so hard that she couldn't breathe and begged for mercy.

Wei Yan leaned on Leng Yeting's shoulder and said with a smile: "Wu Liangjie is indeed obsessed with me. No, it's better to say that he is obsessed with you, CEO Leng."

"Block his phone number," Leng Yeting said.

Wei Yanxiao: "You can't burn bridges by crossing the river. These days, this Robert Charlie seems to be quite honest."

Leng Yeting corrected: "It's Robert Qian."

"That's Robert!" Diandian said with a smile.

Seeing that Wei Yan's "anger" had subsided, Diandian immediately abandoned her father and leaned on Wei Yan's other side: "Mommy, I still want to go see grandpa for dinner today!"

Some time ago, firstly because he was busy, and secondly because he was afraid that touching Jingdian would make him think of Mr. Leng and Uncle Bing, so Wei Yan rarely took him back to the Leng family's old house.

But the previous dinner dispelled Wei Yan's worries. Leng Xiuyuan liked Diandian very much, and Diandian also relied on this cool and quiet grandfather.

Wei Yan nodded: "If you want to go there, then go ahead."

"Okay!" Diandian cheered.

Wei Yan raised her head and looked at Leng Yeting: "I'm going out, where are you."

"I promised Diandian to stay with him until lunch before leaving."

Wei Yan kissed him on the cheek: "I'm going to find Qingyin."

"Ah."

Ye Qingyin was seriously distracted. Her car was parked near the Royal Garden. When Wei Yan called, it took her a while to respond.

"Sister Yanyan."

"I'm out, where can I find you?"

"I'm nearby, I'll pick you up!"

"Okay, then I won't drive."

"Ok!"

After receiving Wei Yan, Ye Qingyin was still seriously distracted.

Wei Yan was afraid that she would drive the car into the river, so at her insistence, the two of them changed places.

Wei Yan started the car: "Are you worried?"

Ye Qingyin's voice was very soft: "...it's not a worry."

Wei Yan glanced at her and said with a smile, "Is it related to Fu Ci?"

Upon hearing this name, Ye Qingyin seemed to have a stress reaction and quickly reached out to cover her ears.

Wei Yan blinked: "What's wrong?"

"I, I..." Ye Qingyin was troubled, "I don't know what to say."

"Well, think about it then. If you want to find someone to talk to, you can come to me."

Ye Qingyin took a deep breath and adjusted the rhythm of her breathing.

Finally, she plucked up the courage and looked sideways at Wei Yan: "Sister Yan Yan, I seem to be...pregnant."

"Fu Ci's?"

"Besides him, who else..." Ye Qingyin muttered, "I hope not, please give me your best wishes!"