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

Leng Yeting was at the construction site at this time.

Wearing an engineering hat and safety clothing, he walked with Mr. Zeng on the wasteland of the construction site.

This piece of land has basically been acquired for Mr. Zeng, and now, the conversation is about the territory in Atlanta.

The two of them walked far ahead, with their assistants and subordinates following at least twenty steps away.

The atmosphere of the conversation was very pleasant. Although Mr. Zeng was more than ten years older than Leng Yeting, the successful win-win project between them made them talk about anything and they had a great time.

The ringtone of Leng Yeting's cell phone suddenly rang. Leng Yeting lowered his head and opened it. The phone seemed to refresh its screen, with a bunch of photos popping up all at once.

Mr. Zeng lowered his head and happened to see it.

In the photo, Wei Yan has a sweet and bright smile, and a friendly smile. She is holding either Diandian, Xingxing, or both in her arms.

As for Xingxing, he was either held by his mother, or held by Diandian, or put on his mother's shoulder by Diandian.

Wei Yan, a cold and elegant person, was extremely cooperative in front of his children. Leng Yeting looked at each other, his dark eyes could not help but become warmer, and a slight smile appeared.

Mr. Zeng was right next to him. When he lowered his head, he happened to glance at Leng Yeting's cell phone. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Mr. Leng is so lucky. He has two sons and a daughter, and the whole family is so good-looking."

Leng Yeting didn't hide his happiness at all, but he had never been a person who showed his emotions too much. Even if he didn't hide it, he showed restraint: "Thank you, Mr. Zeng, for your compliment."

As he spoke, he selected his favorite photo and set it as the desktop background and unlock screen.

At this time, Diandian sent another message: "What are you doing, Dad? Do you want to take a photo for me too?"

Leng Yeting typed: "Don't even think about it."

But I felt that it was a bit inhumane to speak to my son like this, so I deleted the typed line and stopped replying.

"Hahahaha!" Mr. Zeng laughed and praised beside him, "It's fun, haha!"

Diandian was depressed over there. He clearly saw what Dad was typing in the chat window just now, so he waited and waited, and waited, but there was no response at all.

"Mommy~" Diandian looked at Wei Yan unhappily, "Dad ignored me."

Wei Yan was sending a message to someone, and she hugged him with a smile: "Mommy is going out now, and there are many things to do. Let's... contact him by mobile phone?"

"Okay," Diandian stood up, kissed Wei Yan on the cheek, and said obediently, "Mommy, come on, fight off those bad guys!"

Wei Yan smiled and said: "Well, come on!"

Diandian put the stars on the sofa, got up and saw Wei Yan out. After watching Wei Yan's car drive away and disappear from sight, he turned around and went back to the sofa.

After using his mobile phone openly, he felt that his separation anxiety was getting worse.

He came back and picked up his sister, put her on his knees, and opened Guo Jun's chat window.

"Uncle Guo Jun, is there any latest situation? My mommy just went out."

Guo Jun may be the only person in the world who has a headache because Diandian owns a mobile phone. He held his forehead and typed: "Little ancestor, do you still care?"

"Uncle Guo Jun, just tell me, please, please." With that said, Diandian sent a red envelope directly.

Although Guo Jun loves money, he will never be so shameless as to ask for a child's money, even if the child is extremely rich.

He didn't receive the red envelope, but shared what he knew with Diandian.

Diandian's good mood suddenly sank to the bottom, and she typed sadly: "So, Uncle Fu Chuan, will he really become a vegetable?"

"It's very likely, yes." Guo Jun made a crying face.

When he heard the news, he felt even more sad than Diandian.

What's more, he was so broken that he had hinted to Fu Chuan more than once that he wanted to leave Leng Wuyou as soon as possible, but Fu Chuan didn't listen to him.

Diandian also made a crying face.

The two of them looked at each other with crying faces for a long time and then changed the topic: "So Uncle Guo Jun, where is the female doctor? Is it true that she can't be found?"

"How is that possible," Guo Jun replied, "After all, he is in a nursing home. No one has escaped so far. If the investigation is careful enough, for us, this will be a game of catching a turtle in a jar."