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

Wei Yan quickly explained: "A friend was almost beaten, so I went to help and was injured."

Fu Chuan suddenly felt distressed and angry: "Don't you know what's going on with you? You're calling someone, why are you, a girl, going to help!"

Wei Yan was most afraid of his nagging, so she smiled and said, "I know, I know, I won't dare to do that next time."

Leng Yeting watched the two people's intimate interaction as if no one else was around, feeling extremely unhappy.

Every word in Fu Chuan's words revealed his understanding and concern for Wei Yan.

However, Wei Yan also treated him as one of his own, far different from his defensive attitude when facing him.

Leng Yeting's face turned cold.

Wei Yan noticed that the atmosphere was a little strange and looked at Leng Yeting: "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for today. I'm already home. You should go back early."

Fu Chuan looked at Leng Yeting, frowned, and took the initiative to say hello: "Brother Ting."

Wei Yan was a little surprised: "Do you know each other?"

Fu Chuan said vaguely: "Yes...yes."

Leng Yeting curled his lips, but did not expose Fu Chuan. He just said: "Not only do we know him, but we are very familiar with him."

Fu Chuan's heart suddenly rose and he looked at Wei Yan with wide eyes, fearing that Wei Yan would question him.

Wei Yan did not pay attention to his identity, but said: "When did you come back? Why is this point still here?"

Fu Chuan raised the gift in his hand and said with a smile: "I just arrived today and brought you a gift. I wanted to give you a surprise, so I was waiting downstairs for you to go home."

Wei Yan smiled: "Thank you."

With that said, she looked at Leng Yeting: "Then let's go upstairs first. See you next time, Mr. Leng."

Fu Chuan felt a little proud in his heart and said to Leng Yeting, "Thank you, Brother Ting, for sending Yan Yan back. Next time I invite you to dinner, we will go up first."

Leng Yeting immediately understood that the person who called Wei Yan last time was Fu Chuan.

He looked cold and stern, raised his eyebrows, said nothing, just turned around and went back to the car, only a pair of eyes showing coldness.

The two returned to the house. Fu Chuan saw that her hands were inconvenient, so he opened the gift he brought back. It was an expensive necklace at first glance, and there was a framed painting next to it.

The painting is of a woman's back.

Wei Yan recognized it as Dot's painting at a glance.

Unlike ordinary children, Diandian slowly showed some mild autism after birth.

Not as serious as other children, but much less than ordinary children.

He is extremely talented in painting. What he does every day is paint. The rest of the time he spends most of his time reading, or looking at something in a daze, as if he is thinking about something.

He never participated in the fun that children loved to play.

Even calling Wei Yan mother is something she only learned recently.

Wei Yan looked at the back figure in the painting, and the emotion of missing the child overflowed through the outlines of each stroke. Almost immediately, her nose felt sour and her tears rolled down: "Thank you."

Seeing that she was sad, Fu Chuan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and deliberately joked: "Oh, I know that compared to Diandian, you will definitely not even bother to take a look at my gift."

Wei Yan glanced at the logo on the gift box of the necklace he bought: "Take it back and return it. I've never seen anyone pay for a gift to the boss at work. Don't waste money on these next time. I have a lot of jewelry."

Fu Chuan shook his head: "I saw it looked good and thought it was suitable for you, so I bought it. This is something I brought back from abroad. Where can I return it?"

Wei Yan glanced at him: "How much?"

Fu Chuan frowned and reported a number in a low voice.

Wei Yan thought of the price of this brand of jewelry in her memory, automatically added a zero at the end, and then transferred it to Fu Chuan.

When Fu Chuan heard the transfer reminder, he picked up his phone and looked at it. He almost got angry: "Are you using me as your agent?!"

Wei Yan chuckled: "There are many good-looking things, but you don't necessarily need to own them all. You'd better save money to buy them for your future girlfriend."

Fu Chuan's face changed, and he was a little unhappy. He snorted, "You are so worried about me finding a girlfriend, otherwise you will be my girlfriend, and we will digest it internally."