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

Wei Yan wanted to know everything about Leng Yeting.

Now listening to the meaning of Leng Yeting's call, it seems that someone is coming.

Wei Yan also wanted to take a look.

After Feiyun overheard his phone call, Wei Yan realized that the time she spent with him was really far from enough. Therefore, as long as Ji Niannian didn't need her to keep an eye on him, she would immediately run to Leng Yeting. .

Just like today, she would not let go if she could rely on him and cling to him.

After Leng Yeting ended the call, Wei Yan asked, "Is anyone coming?"

"Yeah, a researcher."

"Then do you want to meet?"

"It's already three kilometers away. I'll be back soon."

"Okay," Wei Yan smiled, "Then, can I come with you?"

Leng Yeting lowered his head and kissed her: "I was afraid that you would find it boring. If you want to be together, then let's do it together."

But before this researcher arrived, Fu Ci came first.

During this time, Fu Ci had been very depressed. Wei Yan was sitting in the conference room. When she saw him coming in with a droopy face, she couldn't help but smile: "What's wrong with Mr. Fu? You can hang an oil pot from the corner of your mouth."

Fu Ci looked over: "Hello, sister-in-law."

He pulled up a chair and sat down next to the conference table. Seeing Leng Yeting's black eyes looking at him unblinking, Fu Ci said "Hey": "Brother Yeting, what's the matter?"

"you're not feeling OK?"

It was rare for Leng Yeting to take the initiative to care about his mood. Fu Ci's mood improved immediately. He waved his hand and said with a smile: "No, no!"

Wei Yan said: "Yes, let's talk about it."

Fu Ci looked at it and laughed: "I'm a little unhappy."

"What's wrong with you?"

"That sab who beat me so badly died so cheaply."

Wei Yan laughed: "How long has this happened? You still hold grudges until now."

"Also, the matter with Ye Qingyin..."

Wei Yan had a look of understanding on her face, and I knew it right from the look on her face.

Fu Ci scratched his head: "Very annoying."

Leng Yeting looked at Wei Yan: "There's no need to continue asking about this, it's his business."

Wei Yan didn't want to worry about it. She had already suffered enough from being infected by the lunatic Ye Qingyin.

At this moment, there was a knock on the office door.

Wei Yan, Leng Yeting, and Fu Ci looked at each other.

Ian, the administrative director of Xinghai, came in and said respectfully: "Mr. Leng, Louise is here."

Following Ian, a blonde beauty walked in. She was tall, with a pair of straight long legs under a knee-length black skirt, and her green eyes were like a dark lake.

Fu Ci's eyebrows were raised high. He had been living abroad for many years and was used to seeing all kinds of blond beauties, but this woman in front of him still made his eyes shine.

Not to mention a playboy like Fu Ci, even a woman like Wei Yan, she couldn't help but be amazed by this girl.

However, the next moment, Fu Ci suddenly turned around and looked at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment and looked at Fu Ci, a little confused by his look.

Fu Ci kept staring at her, his eyes full of scrutiny and inquiry, and he lowered his head to look at her.

Wei Yan raised her eyebrows and looked back at him.

Fu Ci had a strange look on his face, then looked at Leng Yeting next to him, then looked away and back to the door.

Wei Yan lowered her hair and messaged: "?"

Fu Ci replied: "Look at my brother Ye Ting. He doesn't react at all when he sees a beautiful woman. Why do you react so much?"

Wei Yan: "Is it bigger than you?"

"Ha, I'm actually fine!"

While they were exchanging text messages, Ian had already brought Louise over and started introducing him to Leng Yeting.

Fu Ci put away his phone and looked at Louise.

Although she is very sexy, her upper body is very conservative, but the curve of her chest is too proud, making her clothes very tight.

Not only is she dressed conservatively, her hair is blond, but it is tied up properly, and her skirt is made of black cotton, and the style is even a bit old-fashioned.