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

What Leng Yeting didn't know was that Wei Yan actually took many photos of him on his cell phone.

His back.

His profile.

The way he looks in a crowd.

And his sleeping face.

Most of them can be recognized as him at a glance, but because they were afraid of being discovered, they only took pictures very close when they were asleep, and most of them were a little far away.

It was the first time that Leng Yeting looked directly at the camera like this.

Wei Yan clicked save almost subconsciously.

She turned to the photo album, looked at the familiar face in the hidden photo album, and bit her lip slightly.

Opening the chat interface with Su Mei again, Wei Yancai slowly replied: "Are you okay?"

On the other end, after a while, he replied: "Of course it's okay. Mr. Leng is broad-minded, well-informed, talented and generous in his treatment of others. How could he care about a small employee like me?"

"..." Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, and then guessed: "Did Leng Yeting give you a salary increase?"

Otherwise why would it be like this.

Even people like Wei Yan, who likes Leng Yeting, can't stand such licking.

Su Mei on the other end replied very stubbornly: "I'm telling the truth."

Wei Yan smiled: "You were kidnapped by Leng Yeting, so just blink."

In Leng Yeting's office.

Su Mei looked at Leng Yeting who was sitting in the office chair with trepidation.

After being caught secretly filming just now, Leng Yeting saw her chat history with Wei Yan again, and now he seemed to be chatting with Wei Yan while holding her mobile phone.

Su Mei stood in front of the desk for such a few minutes, and the seconds seemed like years. Her mind kept thinking about whether she had ever secretly complained about Leng Yeting with Wei Yan.

If Leng Yeting sees this, she, the hot-tempered chief secretary who just took the job, won't have to do it anymore.

Leng Yeting chatted for a few words, then raised his eyes to glance at Su Mei, who was frightened, and showed the phone interface to Su Mei: "What do you usually talk to her about?"

When Su Mei saw those boastful words, she almost choked to death on her own saliva.

She was afraid that she would burst out laughing, so she quickly calmed down her breathing, suppressed her blush and whispered, "Just...just those employees' complaints about the leader in private."

Leng Yeting threw Su Mei's cell phone and his own on the table: "I want this account, and I will keep the last chat record."

Su Mei had no choice but to migrate her own data, add everyone else on the account to the backup account, give the account to Leng Yeting, and copy the last chat record.

Seeing Leng Yeting's boastful words again, Su Mei couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth a few times.

Fortunately, Su Mei had already added Wei Yan to her backup account, making it easy to contact her.

After finishing the matter, she respectfully handed Leng Yeting's phone back, and couldn't help gossiping: "Mr. Leng, are you planning to... use my identity to get close to Secretary Wei?"

Leng Yeting glanced at her lightly.

Su Mei quickly covered her mouth: "I understand, I understand. This is the love between you! I'll get out right now!"

After saying that, she hurriedly walked out.

Leng Yeting's terrifying voice came from behind: "If the secret is revealed, you know the consequences."

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Wei Yan didn't notice anything, and just thought that Su Mei was joking with him as usual.

After chatting for a while, she heard movement outside the door. She thought it was her father Wei Feng who had finished class, so she quickly got up and walked out.

After taking just two steps, I heard a familiar voice and suddenly felt something was wrong.

In the living room, there were not only father Wei Feng and mother Liao Jingfang, but also uninvited guests Wei Jun and her grandmother Tan Yuexiu.

At this moment, Tan Yuexiu was holding Wei Jun, as if she wanted to support Wei Jun.

Wei Yan's eyebrows turned cold, and she met Wei Jun's eyes, full of coldness.

It seems that nothing good can happen if you come uninvited.