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

Leng Yeting walked over, reaching for a chair on the road and placing it next to the bed.

He sat down on the chair, raised his long legs with nowhere to put them, and tilted them slightly, looking at Fu Mosheng with cold eyes.

Fu Mo raised his eyebrows: "I am a seriously injured person. What is your attitude?"

Leng Yeting said: "My car is worth [-] million, so I have to pay for it."

Fu Mo said: "..."

After a pause, Fu Mo Sheng sneered: "Mr. Leng's career is not going well and he is starting to be short of money?"

"No, I'm just stingy."

So Fu Mo Sheng rolled his eyes for the second time in his life.

He couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly asked: "So, can you tell me, where is Ji Liangren?"

Leng Yeting said calmly: "I only care about where Yan Yan went. Why should I care about where Ji Liang went?"

This sentence left Fu Mosheng speechless for a moment.

"It seems...you are right."

"I'm not here today to argue with you." Leng Yeting took out his phone and tapped on the screen. His next words were to the caregivers in the room, "You guys go out first and remember to close the door." .”

His tone was calm, not forceful or commanding, but the caregivers in the room felt that he had a very powerful aura that was irresistible.

Although, he was originally their employer.

The nursing staff then went out, and the door to the ward was gently closed.

Fu Mosheng watched them leave and looked back at Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting's long finger was still tapping on the phone, and he said: "Okay, I sent it, you can take a look."

As his words fell, Fu Mosheng's cell phone indeed started to move.

He clicked it: "What is it?"

"Song Zhifa is mine," Leng Yeting put away his phone and leaned back in his chair, his voice still calm, "This is the latest, DNA test comparison of corpses."

The file was downloaded instantly, but all the professional vocabulary on it was incomprehensible to Fu Mosheng.

But Fu Mo Sheng understood the conclusion that followed.

Fu Mo Sheng's expression turned serious and he said in a low voice: "Of all the DNA, only a small part belongs to Fu Chuan..."

Leng Yeting said: "Other DNA has been found to account for more than [-]% of the human body. Only the DNA belonging to Fu Chuan accounts for less than [-]% of the human body."

Fu Mo Sheng frowned and raised his head to look at Leng Yeting: "But we determined Fu Chuan's death based on less than one percent of the DNA."

"Because the photos of the corpses at the scene are too horrifying."

Fu Mo Sheng suddenly said happily: "In other words, this boy Fu Chuan is not necessarily dead, he may still be alive!"

Leng Yeting nodded.

Fu Mosheng's smile became brighter, he lowered his head and smiled, shaking his head.

"Selena is still in Atlanta." Leng Yeting said.

"Well, I will contact her."

"It's best not to," Leng Yeting frowned, "What you have to do now is expose yourself and attract all the attention."

"Oh? Why is that?"

"Just treat Fu Chuan as dead and hold a funeral that will shock the whole world."

Fu Mo Sheng frowned slightly, thoughtfully: "Attract all your attention..."

"Reduce the pressure on Selena and Song Zhi."

"Ah."

As soon as he finished speaking, Leng Yeting's cell phone rang.

He lowered his head, it was Wei Yan calling.

Leng Yeting stood up, turned to the window, and answered the phone: "Hello."

"Are you with Fu Mo Sheng now?"

Leng Yeting nodded: "Yes."

"Then..." Wei Yan looked at Ji Liang on the side and said helplessly, "Please do me a little favor."