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

It was almost half past twelve in the evening.

Leng Yeting did not leave immediately after delivering some snacks. After ordering the kitchen to make vegetable salad, he went back to his room to deal with the backlog of work over the past few days.

After signing a few contracts, he raised his hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows. At this moment, a pop-up window popped up in the lower right corner of the computer, which was a new email.

Leng Yeting moved the mouse and clicked on it. The email was from Song Zhi from Atlanta.

A secretly taken photo was enlarged, and Song Zhi left a message below: "Mr. Leng, should you believe that the person in the picture is Mr. Miles?"

Scroll down, and more and more photos appear. Each one is a high-definition candid shot. The "old man" in the photo is very haggard and withered. He is pushed out of the company gate in a wheelchair and put in a nanny van.

Time went very quickly, and he even held an umbrella, but Song Zhi’s candid camera angle was extremely tricky.

Leng Yeting saw the end and raised his thick eyebrows slightly.

Because Miles below is... young again.

Song Zhi left a message: "Mr. Leng, he seems to be able to do magic. It is indeed magical."

Then, Leng Yeting's cell phone vibrated slightly. Leng Yeting picked it up, and it was still Song Zhi: "Mr. Leng, I sent you an email."

Leng Yeting: "Watching right now."

Song Zhi made a hand-spreading emoticon, followed by another line of words: "He can switch between his prime and old age so neatly. If it were anyone with this technology, even if he was the enemy of the whole world, he would be able to switch." You will be willing."

Leng Yeting looked at this sentence and didn't reply. He put down his phone and turned off the screen.

Just after reading Song Zhi's email, another one popped up in the lower right corner.

Leng Yeting clicked on it, which was a summary of what happened in the hospital where Walnut was working today.

He learned about this in the afternoon. Both Lily and Louise thought that the person in charge of the hospital's surveillance layout was Leng Yeting, but it was actually Zhan Beiming.

Now, Zhan Beiming directly ordered his subordinates to write a complete report summarizing it, detailing the ins and outs of what happened in the Walnut Ward today.

Leng Yeting's black eyes glanced briefly and it became clear that this so-called report contained no useful information.

He turned it off and looked back at the report in front of him.

This was Grandma Hu's blood sample report. Leng Yeting looked at the data on it, but what appeared in his mind was another set of data, his data.

Many places on the ups and downs curve are similar, but Grandma Hu's values ​​are higher.

As an old man, it was really hard for her to endure such great pain.

After reading it over and over again, Leng Yeting put away the report, opened the drawer and put it in.

Before leaving home, he gently opened the door of Diandian.

The lights in Diandian's room were turned off, and he slept soundly holding the stars.

Leng Yeting took a deep look at his son and daughter in the darkness, quietly closed the door, and turned to leave.

But he didn't know that the moment he closed the door, Dots in the darkness opened his eyes.

Diandian sat up on the bed and took out the phone from under the pillow that was hot under his cover.

so close! Fortunately, he heard the footsteps just now and reacted quickly, otherwise, his father would have caught him.

"Xingxing, brother is so stupid, he forgot to lock the door." Diandian said to himself to his sister.

What answered him was his sister's murmur in her sleep.

She nodded her head, kissed her sister on the chubby cheek, jumped out of bed, and ran to lock the door.

After returning to bed, Diandian immediately took out her phone and opened Guo Jun's chat window: "Uncle Guo, are you still there?"