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

When we returned to the Royal Garden, it was almost eleven o'clock.

Diandian was already asleep in Wei Yan's arms. Leng Yeting parked the car and came out, picking up Diandian and hugging her.

Wei Yan turned sideways to pick up the book on the side, and her wrist was gently held by Leng Yeting. He said gently: "Go back upstairs first, there is no need to worry about this."

The weather was getting colder and colder. When the evening wind blew, Wei Yan's body shivered uncontrollably. The temperature in Leng Yeting's palm was so hot that she couldn't help but hold his hand with her backhand: "Yes."

Aunt Qian came out and followed Wei Yan on the other side, asking Wei Yan in a low voice if he wanted to eat something.

Wei Yan smiled lightly and shook her head: "No need."

Because Wei Yan mentioned it to Aunt Qian on the phone before coming back, Aunt Qian adjusted the temperature in Diandian's room to the most comfortable temperature in advance.

Leng Yeting carefully put down Diandian. Diandian was so sleepy that he murmured something in his sleep. Leng Yeting raised his eyebrows to listen and found that he was talking about the latest movie.

Leng Yeting raised his hand and gently brushed his son's forehead, his dark eyes becoming doting and deep.

Regarding Diandian's mobile phone, Leng Yeting didn't tell anyone, nor did she mention it to Wei Yan, keeping it a little secret for her son. At the same time, he never went to see Guo Jun. Because if Guo Jun knew that he knew everything, he would not be as natural as before when he faced Diandian again.

After coming out of Diandian's room, Leng Yeting returned to the room, where Wei Yan was holding the stars and laughing.

Xingxing's sleeping hours are irregular and she often wakes up at night, but she rarely cries and is smiling every day.

Leng Yeting walked over and gently hugged their mother and daughter from behind.

As soon as Wei Yan raised her head, Leng Yeting's kiss fell on her forehead.

Wei Yan smiled: "Dian Dian isn't awake yet."

"My movements were very light, no."

With that said, Leng Yeting looked at the stars in Wei Yan's arms.

The little girl danced happily and smiled very sweetly.

Leng Yeting couldn't help but poke her plump face gently: "Yan Yan, you weren't like this when you were a child, right?"

"I don't know," Wei Yan smiled lightly, "Fortunately, I met my parents. Even if they are not my biological parents, they are treated very well."

After saying that, Wei Yan's smile froze a little because she thought of Wen Yi.

"Ye Ting..." Wei Yan took a step forward and her voice became very gentle.

"I'm fine," Leng Yeting smiled, bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead again, "I'll go to the study first, and you and Xingxing will sleep first."

Wei Yan knew that Leng Yeting had been very busy recently, so she nodded: "Okay."

After Leng Yeting left, he did not go to the study immediately. Instead, he went downstairs first and took out all the books he had picked up from the car.

He bought so much that Leng Yeting had to move three times before he finished moving. When he returned to the study upstairs, he saw Wei Yan standing by the window looking at her phone as soon as he entered the room.

Hearing Leng Yeting's footsteps, Wei Yan turned around and slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Xingxing fell asleep instantly."

"What about you, aren't you sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy. You're busy with your work, and I'm busy with mine." As she said that, Wei Yan pointed to the sofa. She had already opened her laptop, and there were two tablets and a cup of hot coffee next to her.

Leng Yeting chuckled: "You also want to work?"

"Stay with you," Wei Yan kissed his lips, "in case I'm not with you and you have to go to bed very late again."

After saying that, she took his hand and sent him to the desk: "Everyone is busy with his own business, don't disturb each other! But first, let me make you a cup of coffee, Mr. Leng."

Leng Yeting watched her leave with a smile, vaguely remembering that she was like this when she was his special assistant. At that time, it was inexplicable that the same kind of coffee beans, the same water and the same coffee machine were used, but he just liked the way she brewed it with her own hands. of.

Perhaps this is fate.