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

Ye Qingyin was holding a wine bottle in her hand, and her tears kept flowing.

She raised her head, gulped down another half of the bottle down her throat, and raised her hand to wipe her mouth.

"Grandma..." Ye Qingyin opened her mouth and cried loudly, "Fu Ci!"

She looked at the room around her and felt like she had been abandoned by the whole world.

Crying, Ye Qingyin shook her head, raised her hand, and threw the beer bottle in her hand.

With a bang, the fragile glass bottle hit the wall and shattered on the ground.

Ye Qingyin was unwilling to give in, picked up the phone and called again.

Fu Ci's mobile phone number kept showing that it was switched off, but Ye Xingchi was more straightforward. He hung up on every call she made.

In the end, Ye Qingyin sat dejectedly on the bed, crying and looking at her phone.

"That's right!" She seemed to have found a hope, "Wei Yan!"

She can also call Wei Yan!

Wei Yan had just finished taking a shower and was sending a message to Ji Liang and Wu Xinni's group chat.

Ye Qingyin's call suddenly came in. Wei Yan frowned and picked up the phone: "Hello?"

"It's me, Sister Yanyan, it's me, I'm Qingyin!"

"...I know it's you, and I told you, don't call me Sister Yanyan again."

"I know you don't like me, but you still care about my grandma, right?"

Wei Yan's heart suddenly tightened: "What's wrong with Grandma Hu?"

Ye Qingyin pouted: "The Mu family introduced a doctor to grandma, named Smith. He just arrived at the Ye family."

"Oh..." Wei Yan said, "Your brother seems to have told me about this."

"Sister Yan Yan, I feel very uneasy. I feel very uncomfortable now. Fu Ci completely avoids me and disappears from me. Grandma's illness has become very serious again. Sister Yan Yan, I can't even find anyone to talk to. I'm here I have no friends at all in China, and I really want to cry, but no, I’m already crying.”

Wei Yan was speechless and kept quiet for a while. Wei Yan said, "Ye Qingyin, I also have my own things to do. I am not your negative energy trash can."

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but everyone has a chance to be forgiven when they make mistakes. Why can't you give me such a chance? Why doesn't Fu Ci give it to me?"

If she didn't know what kind of character Ye Qingyin was, the state she was showing now would really make Wei Yan worried.

But after several contacts, Wei Yan knew her too well, and Wei Yan didn't want to worry about the relationship between her and Fu Ci.

Looking down at the time, Wei Yan said: "Ye Qingyin, take a good rest and don't drink. If you are really in a bad mood, just go out for a run. I still have things to do, so hang up first."

"But……"

"Dip." Wei Yan ended the call.

However, Wei Yan felt uneasy when she thought of the Doctor Smith who appeared.

Leng Yeting came back from the study and when he entered the room, he saw Wei Yan standing beside the bed in a daze with her mobile phone in hand.

Leng Yeting stepped forward and suddenly reached out and hugged Wei Yan's waist from behind.

His aura and strength were very familiar to Wei Yan. Being surrounded by him like this, a faint smile appeared on Wei Yan's face and she turned to look at him.

"Are you in a daze?" Leng Yeting's voice was clear and gentle.

"It's still about Grandma Hu," Wei Yan closed her eyes and leaned into his broad arms, "Ye Qingyin called me and said that the doctor went to Ye's house."

"Maybe this doctor really has a solution?"

"Is it a medical miracle?" Wei Yan smiled bitterly, "Maybe."

But with Grandma Hu's old body, her and her grandfather's previous efforts to save it were already a medical miracle. Is it still possible? Will it happen again?

Wei Yan knew in her heart that that was...impossible.

But what conflicts with reason is her sensibility.

She hoped that Grandma Hu would get better and live another year, two years, or even ten years.