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

Mu Qing quickly said earnestly: "Ye Ting, are you drunk?"

Leng Yeting glanced at her and ignored her.

Mu Qing bit her lip and saw that Leng Yeting seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable, so she said nervously: "Our company has a long-term cooperation with this restaurant. There are guest rooms upstairs. If you feel uncomfortable, Mr. Leng, you can go up and have a rest." Son."

As she spoke, she took out a room card from her bag and handed it to Leng Yeting.

He kept the distance well and seemed to have good intentions.

Leng Yeting glanced at the room card in her hand, took it, and stood up to leave.

Leng Yeting walked unsteadily upstairs. Mu Qing watched his figure disappear into the box and quickly stood up and followed him in small steps.

The people in the box have long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and they have also heard about the upcoming marriage between the Leng family and the Mu family.

Everyone seemed to have seen nothing and continued to drink and chat.

Mu Wenwen also left quietly while everyone was pushing cups and cups.

Wei Yan sat in a corner of the restaurant and continued eating angrily.

After eating a few mouthfuls, he was about to go home when he saw a tall figure appearing next to him.

Wei Yan raised her head and met Leng Yeting's eyes.

His whole body smelled of alcohol.

Wei Yan immediately frowned: "This drunkard Mr. Leng, please stay away from me, Taixun."

When Leng Yeting heard this, he not only stayed away from her, but sat down next to her.

Mu Qing looked for Leng Yeting all the way. When she saw Leng Yeting and Wei Yan together, her eyes suddenly turned cold.

Thinking of the cooperation between the two, Mu Qing immediately gave Wei Yan a warning look: "Why are you still here?"

Wei Yan was speechless and said: "I'm eating!"

Mu Qing glared at her with disgust and stepped forward to Leng Yeting: "Yeting, aren't you feeling well? The room is upstairs, shall I take you there?"

Leng Yeting lowered his eyes, ignored Mu Qing, and just looked at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan avoided his eyes.

She knew that this kind of thing was always a matter of whether he wanted it or not.

Seeing that she had no reaction, Leng Yeting didn't stop and stood up directly: "Okay."

However, Mu Qing reached out to help him, but he avoided her.

The scene of Wei Yan and Leng Yeting being intimate that she saw that day flashed in front of Mu Qing's eyes, and she secretly resented it in her heart. When he really gets Leng Yeting... Wei Yan can't even think about it!

Wei Yan kept his head down the whole time and did not look at Leng Yeting and Mu Qing.

Her eyelashes were slightly lowered, and her fingertips under the table had already unconsciously pinched her palm.

She kept comforting herself that he would marry someone else sooner or later, and it would have nothing to do with her.

The two of them entered the elevator. Leng Yeting seemed to have had a serious reaction and was walking unsteadily.

Mu Qing sent Leng Yeting all the way into the room.

Seeing Leng Yeting's cold eyes, she didn't dare to follow him immediately.

Leng Yeting went in alone. She waited anxiously at the door for a while before Mu Qing used another room card to secretly open the door and walked in.

Leng Yeting lay quietly on the bed, closing his eyes slightly and looking like he was asleep.

Seeing his appearance, Mu Qing felt a little agitated. She took off her clothes while walking in the direction of Leng Yeting.

Until she came to the bedside, she only had a set of sexy underwear left on her body.

Mu Qing climbed onto the bed and came to his side, calling Leng Yeting's name in a low voice: "Ye Ting...Leng Yeting..."

She reached out her hand to his collar and tried to take off his clothes.

However, as soon as she stretched out her hand, it was held firmly by Leng Yeting's big hand.

Leng Yeting shook her hard, and Mu Qing fell onto the other side of the bed.

Leng Yeting sat up straight, looked at her coldly, and said in a mocking tone: "Is this the eldest daughter of the Mu family? In your eyes, am I, Leng Yeting, so easily plotted?"