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

Zhao Huihui carried an umbrella and walked quickly through the parking lot. After running for a long time, she gasped for air and stopped to look around.

Finally, she saw Ye Qingyin's car.

"Qingyin!" Zhao Huihui moved very quickly. After reaching the car door, she raised her hand and tapped on the window, "Qingyin, I'm here!"

Ye Qingyin sat in the driver's seat blankly. She saw Zhao Huihui's movements from the corner of her eye, but it seemed that it took her a long time to react. She slowly turned her head and met Zhao Huihui's gaze.

"Voiceless?" Zhao Huihui asked worriedly.

Ye Qingyin's eyes were very swollen. She had been crying just now, and now her tear glands seemed to have dried up.

She raised her hand to open the passenger door. Zhao Huihui saw it, walked around the front of the car, came in and sat down.

The car door was closed by Zhao Huihui. She looked at Ye Qingyin who smelled of alcohol: "Qingyin, how did you...get yourself into this?"

Ye Qingyin looked forward numbly and said blankly: "I splashed a woman with wine, and Fu Ci was unhappy."

"Then what's the wine on you?"

"I pour it on myself. If he doesn't like it when I pour it on others, then I'll pour it on myself."

"You, you are crazy!"

After saying that, Zhao Huihui seemed to realize that what she said was inappropriate. She pursed her lips, paused, lowered her head and took out several packs of tissues and wet tissues from her bag, and leaned over to wipe Ye Qingyin.

Judging from Ye Qingyin's wet appearance, it was definitely more than one bottle of wine. This was how many bottles she poured on her head.

Not to mention the smell in the car, the car is probably useless.

"Don't be sad. Fu Ci has always liked you and will definitely come back to you."

It was a good thing that Zhao Huihui didn't mention Fu Ci. As soon as he mentioned it, Ye Qingyin suddenly became very excited. She threw away Zhao Huihui's hand: "No!"

"Qingyin, don't be like this..."

"He has never said such serious words to me, never. Just like you, isn't Ye Xingchi very good to you? But look at him now, doesn't he just say he doesn't want you anymore?"

The movements in Zhao Huihui's hands became stiff and she whispered: "Okay, why did you mention me."

"I'm really scared," Ye Qingyin cried, "Whether it's Fu Ci or Ye Xingchi, they have never said such words before. Once they really say it, it means... Fu Ci, damn Fu Ci! !!”

Saying that, Ye Qingyin stretched out her hand and pressed the speaker wildly.

She was immersed in her own emotions, but she didn't see how pale Zhao Huihui's face was.

This meal was crazy and didn't end until twenty minutes.

Ye Qingyin fell asleep on her steering wheel.

Zhao Huihui pushed her several times, but there was no response. In the end, Zhao Huihui had no choice but to call a substitute driver.

When the driver came over, when Zhao Huihui and the driver helped drag Ye Qingyin out of the driver's seat, the crisp sound of high heels came from the side.

Zhao Huihui and the driver paused in their movements. Zhao Huihui raised her head and looked at the person coming, her eyes twisted slightly.

After following Ye Xingchi for a while, Zhao Huihui, who was born in a middle-class family, has gained enough knowledge and seen too many beauties.

But the person in front of her still made Zhao Huihui feel bright.

Not only because the other party is a blond beauty, but more importantly, the aura of the other party, no, to be precise, it is the arrogance at this time.

Zhao Huihui felt a chill in her heart, and subconsciously took a step back, looking closely at Louise who was walking closer.

As Louise approached, Zhao Huihui walked over and said, "Are you Miss Louise?"

"Pah!" Louise raised her hand and slapped Zhao Huihui.

The force was so strong that Zhao Huihui covered her face and fell to the side.

The driver just wanted to make some money, but didn't want to get involved in any weird things. He quickly let go of Ye Qingyin and stepped aside: "No, it's none of my business. I don't know anything."

Louise looked at him coldly, raised her hand and grabbed Ye Qingyin's hair, dragging her out from the back row...