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

Wei Yan finally breathed a sigh of relief after listening to Qu Hang's stumbling explanation.

After all, she knew very well that Yao Yao liked Qu Hang.

The sincerity of a good friend is not betrayed and is carefully held in the palm of the hand. Even if Wei Yan is just a bystander, it feels sweet.

She agreed immediately: "No problem. You tell me your plan first."

The two chatted for a long time, and after Wei Yan listened, she realized that Qu Hang was indeed a doctor and was very meticulous in his work.

Wei Yan didn't really need to do much, he just needed to help hide Yao Yao's secrets and bring them to the restaurant on time.

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yan still had a smile on her face. Just as she was about to go back to her room to sleep, she heard a familiar voice coming from not far away: "Who are you talking to on the phone and smiling so happily?"

Wei Yan suddenly turned around and saw Leng Yeting standing on the window sill next door at some point. He didn't know how long he looked at her and listened to her.

He was still wearing a suit and it looked like he hadn't had time to wash up after returning home.

Wei Yan squeezed the phone tightly: "Mr. Leng stayed up most of the night, and still has a hobby of eavesdropping on other people's phone calls?"

Leng Yeting sneered: "It's not all because the neighbor next door made a loud phone call, which disturbed me and made it difficult for me to pretend not to hear."

Wei Yan glared at him, turned around and left.

However, the next second, Leng Yeting was seen stepping directly onto the balcony, then leaping up and jumping directly towards her balcony.

Wei Yan's face turned pale with fright: "Leng Yeting...!"

Although she knew that the distance between the window sills was not particularly wide, and Leng Yeting had a history of jumping into her room before.

But seeing him suddenly jump over with his own eyes, Wei Yan was still startled.

After Leng Yeting landed, Wei Yan quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm. His face turned pale and he said angrily: "Are you crazy?! Why are you doing parkour at night!"

Leng Yeting raised his arms and put his arms around Wei Yan's waist: "Are you worried about me?"

His tone was a little weird, with a bit of playfulness.

Wei Yan didn't have time to think about it, so she kicked him angrily: "Don't be so sentimental, I'm just worried that you'll fall on my balcony and break your leg. I can't explain it to you because you're relying on me!"

She raised her hand to push Leng Yeting's arm around her, but he didn't move at all. Instead, he looked at her with interest, as if he wanted to see how she wanted to mess with it.

Wei Yan was so angry that she started to push him randomly, but with a little more strength, her hand accidentally touched his shoulder. Leng Yeting frowned and subconsciously turned to the side.

Wei Yan was startled and realized that his face was not looking good.

Wei Yan already had a suspicion in his mind: "You smell of blood. Are you injured?"

Leng Yeting neither admitted nor denied, just looked down at her.

Wei Yan couldn't think too much and reached out to pull off his clothes to check.

Leng Yeting smiled and pulled her into the room: "So fierce? You want to do it to me on the balcony?"

Wei Yan glared at him with a straight face.

Wei Yan took off his coat and pulled off his shirt.

Initially, her actions were a bit rough because of her anger, but after seeing the injury on his shoulder, she immediately became gentler.

Wei Yan took off some of his shirt and looked at the scars on his back in disbelief.

The shirt was sticky with flesh and blood, so it was difficult to take it off.

Leng Yeting's expression looked indifferent, but Wei Yan felt so painful that he could hardly breathe.

Leng Yeting saw her standing behind him and said nothing. He only breathed a little faster and sprayed on his back.

Breathing stuck to the wound, making people feel itchy.

Leng Yeting looked back and saw Wei Yan silently, with tears all over his face.