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

At noon the next day, Diandian, dressed in a fashionable dress, happily went downstairs with her sister in her arms.

Aunt Qian pushed Xingxing's trolley, and with the help of the nanny and confinement sisters, Diandian carefully put her sister down and then prepared to go out.

But I heard Aunt Qian say: "Young Master, are you the only one going out?"

Diandian was puzzled: "No, aren't you all staying with me?"

He just wanted to take his sister for a walk in the nearby small garden. After yesterday's heavy rain, the sunshine was particularly good today. If he didn't go for a walk, he would be letting the sun down.

Aunt Qian raised her head and looked upstairs: "Where are Mr. and Mrs., aren't they going together?"

Diandian blinked and looked up upstairs: "Daddy and Mommy? Are they upstairs?"

Aunt Qian was speechless by this question and nodded: "Well, sir and madam, they didn't go out today."

This is probably the "shortcoming" of being too big at home.

Diandian was curious, thought about it, handed his sister over to the confinement sisters, and asked them to take her for a walk in the back garden. Then he quietly went upstairs to find Daddy and Mummy.

Wei Yan and Leng Yeting did not go out today. They were not in the master bedroom or the usual study room at this time, but in Leng Yeting's other study room.

This study room is larger than the one downstairs, and the projector is larger.

Diandand touched it out of curiosity. The door to the study room was open, and the voices of Dad and Mommy talking were coming from inside.

Diandian felt that eavesdropping was not a good idea, but once he appeared, he felt that it would interrupt their conversation, so that he would not hear the words that interested him.

Then, be a little bad guy for once.

Diandian gritted his teeth and thought so.

In the study, Leng Yeting was writing something with a pen in his hand, and Wei Yan was sitting on the sofa, lowering his head and reading.

They say they are reading, but they are actually looking for something.

She flipped through the books in her hand very quickly. After finding this one, she went to look for another one.

While searching, she muttered: "It should be these books."

"Are you sure you don't need my help?" Leng Yeting raised his eyes.

Wei Yan shook her head. Suddenly, she stopped, her slender fingers slid down the paper, and she looked down bit by bit.

"Russian," Wei Yan said in frustration, "it's really nerve-wracking."

"I can speak Russian," Leng Yeting said, "Bring it to me and see."

Wei Yan did not go over, however. She looked at Leng Yeting on the sofa, her eyebrows raised lightly: "Another hour has passed. Are they pigs? Why haven't they woken up yet?"

"It seems that he has gone through a fierce battle," Leng Yeting's voice was still calm, "it is possible that he is awake now and needs to replenish energy."

Wei Yan smiled: "Yes, the photo yesterday was really sloppy."

"Be anxious to report that you are safe." Leng Yeting said.

Diandian hid at the door, his little brows furrowed curiously.

Who are "they" and what does "fierce war" mean?

Ten minutes later, Diandian knew the answer.

After Leng Yeting answered the phone, Wei Yan stood up and went to connect to the projector. Then, Dotian saw Song Zhi and Ji Yan appearing on the projector.

As soon as he saw Ji Yan, Diandian's eyes lit up and he was overjoyed.

As Leng Yeting said, Ji Yan and Song Zhi did look radiant, as if they had come to them after eating and drinking.

Leng Yeting stood up and pushed a chair in front of the desk for Wei Yan to sit on.

After Wei Yan sat down, Leng Yeting put his slender arm on the back of Wei Yan's chair very naturally, and put his other hand in the pocket of his suit trouser. He was wearing a dark blue shirt on his upper body without a tie. The top button is open, giving a casual look at home.

Seeing Leng Yeting's appearance, Song knew: "Mr. Leng, you and your wife have been waiting for us."

"No." Leng Yeting and Wei Yan denied it in unison without even thinking about it.