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

Leng Wuyou sat under the bookshelf in the hall on the second floor.

Surrounded by rows and rows of books, Leng Wuyou held a picture album in her hand, but her eyes were not on the picture album.

She looked at the mobile phone on the table and saw that it had been gone for a long time.

The phone didn't light up, and she was waiting for a reply from Ancheng.

After an unknown amount of time, the phone screen finally turned on. Leng Wuyou quickly reached over and picked it up.

It was from Ji Liang.

"Yan Yan's condition is generally stable, you don't have to worry, but how are you doing over there? I heard Fu Mo Sheng make a few calls, and it seems the situation is serious."

Leng Wuyou immediately replied: "It's okay, Sister Ji Liang. I'm far away from danger. My cousin's Special Assistant Song protects me very well. The people that Brother Fu left here are also protecting me."

Ji Liang was pleased and typed: "What about Fu Chuan, have you seen him?"

Leng Wuyou was stunned and looked at the word Fu Chuan above.

She came to Atlanta because of Fu Chuan, but she searched and tried every means, but there was no news about Fu Chuan. She still insisted on staying in Atlanta, but in fact, it was because of Miles.

Leng Wuyou felt so terrible. She even subconsciously thought that Fu Chuan was... dead.

Leng Wuyou frowned and typed: "No, Sister Ji Liang."

Ji Liang was a little strange. Just as he was about to reply, Fu Mosheng's voice came from behind: "You got up so early."

Ji Liang paused, turned his head, and nodded lightly.

She still slept in the hospital last night. These friends were in trouble because of her, so after Wei Yan was rescued yesterday, she drove over to see Wei Yan and then came back.

In the past few days, Fu Mosheng has been here to accompany her.

She refused and avoided him at the beginning, and now she is slowly accepting it, but she still doesn't want to talk too much to him.

Fu Mosheng came over and said, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Ji Liang shook his head: "No."

With that said, she checked the time, stood up and said, "I'll prepare breakfast for them."

Fu Mosheng watched her leave and wanted to follow, but he stopped after taking a few steps and did not follow. He watched her back disappear in a hurry at the end.

They had been arguing for too long.

She is no longer the little woman she used to be who would return to his arms as long as he coaxes her seriously.

Fu Mo Sheng lowered his head, fully understanding that the harm he had caused to her could never be made up for by just coaxing...

The cruelest thing about this world is that there is no regret medicine.

After being interrupted by Fu Mo Sheng, Ji Liang did not reply to Leng Wuyou.

Leng Wuyou waited for a while and put the phone back.

The light of the setting sun came in from the slant, and Leng Wuyou turned to look. The golden afterglow fell on her wheat complexion, making her more delicate face shine like a sunset goddess.

She squinted her eyes slightly, looking at the sunset almost intoxicatedly.

But at this moment, her eyes paused and slowly fell on the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

The floor-to-ceiling window reflected a figure walking slowly, slender and tall, wearing work clothes and with golden hair.

Leng Wuyou was stunned, her eyes staring at the figure in the glass without blinking.

This figure was also looking at her.

Leng Wuyou didn't look back, keeping the posture in his hands and watching the man approach.

Fu Chuan walked up behind her, looked at the mirror and said, "Wuyou."

Leng Wuyou's lips trembled, speechless, and he looked at her deeply.

"I'm back." Fu Chuan said.

Leng Wuyou swallowed and nodded: "Yes."

"Why don't you look back at me?" Fu Chuan asked again.

Leng Wuyou's tears suddenly fell.