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

Xiaoyue sent a lot of things, a folder weighing 30 gigabytes.

Wei Yan could only call her subordinates to buy her a laptop nearby.

Sitting outside the emergency room, Wei Yan opened Xiaoyue's folder, and the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became.

She originally thought that the other party wanted to deal with Ning Xilin because of Ji Yan.

But it seemed that it was more than that. While Ning Xilin was "hide-and-seek" with the other party, he seemed to have accidentally bumped into something.

Just like Zhao Yulin.

Wei Yan looked down a little bit, suddenly closed the notebook, and told her subordinates on the side that if Leng Wuyou's operation was over, regardless of whether it was successful or not, to tell her immediately, and then left in a hurry.

After arriving downstairs, I unexpectedly saw Leng Xiuyuan's car parked.

Uncle Feng got out of the car with red eyes, respectfully called Wei Yan, and then opened the door for Leng Xiuyuan. Leng Xiuyuan came out, saw Wei Yan, and came up and asked, "How is Wuyou's situation?"

Wei Yan frowned and shook his head: "Not very good."

Leng Xiuyuan glanced at the notebook in Wei Yan's hand and said, "Go and do your work. I'll go upstairs and take a look."

"Well," Wei Yan nodded and looked at Uncle Feng again, "Uncle Feng, thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Feng said in a clear voice: "It's okay, madam, you can go and do your work."

Leng Xiuyuan's cell phone rang at this moment.

Leng Xiuyuan looked down and answered calmly: "Hello?"

Wei Yan looked at him subconsciously, but since he was on the phone, it was not easy to disturb him or pay more attention to him. Wei Yan nodded at him and turned to leave.

Before he had gone far, he heard Leng Xiuyuan say to the person on the phone: "No, you continue."

After saying that, Leng Xiuyuan hung up the phone and turned around to enter the hospital.

"Beep", the phone was hung up, and a tall, dignified middle-aged woman said to the assistant on the side: "Director Leng said, continue."

"Well, I'll go and hand over."

The assistant led two people, passed by the middle-aged woman, and entered the front office to handover.

Not long after, they came out, walked to the middle-aged woman who was waiting patiently, and said in a low voice: "Sister Mao, it's okay."

The middle-aged woman named Sister Mao said: "Let's go."

They walked quickly, and soon they passed through a long corridor. Under the guidance of several staff, an iron door opened. Leng Xinyue, who was lying on the bed in a daze, sat up and looked at them.

With the light behind them, their faces could not be seen clearly.

The middle-aged woman at the head looked somewhat familiar physically.

"Who are you?" Leng Xinyue said weakly.

Sister Mao stepped in, and the assistant closed the door behind her. In a huge cell, only a little light came through the window.

The assistant turns on the tablet and taps on it to bring up a video and several pictures.

Sister Mao picked it up, walked over and gently bent down, placing the tablet on Leng Xinyue's lap.

Leng Xinyue looked at her and then looked down at the tablet.

Suddenly, her eyes dilated, her pupils trembled, and she suddenly raised the tablet in front of her.

In the video, there is a surveillance camera. Lian Fenghua is holding Leng Wuyou, the knife in his hand is pointed at Leng Wuyou's neck, and he is confronting Wei Yan and Ye Qingyin.

Leng Xinyue trembled all over and shook her head: "No, no!"

The argument in the video became more and more fierce, and Leng Wuyou's body was covered with blood. In the shortest possible time, Leng Wuyou grabbed Lian Fenghua, rushed to the end of the corridor, and jumped down.

"Ah!!!" Leng Xinyue cried out in pain, tears streaming down her face, "Worry-free!! Worry-free!!!"

When the scene in the video switched, it showed Leng Wuyou and Lian Fenghua falling downstairs. The two people were motionless, with blood all over the ground. The smashed car had glass fragments flying everywhere.

"Ah!!!" Leng Xinyue threw away the tablet in her hand and desperately tried to climb down to catch Sister Mao, "What's wrong? Where is my Wuyou? Where is my daughter!!"

"Didn't you see?" Sister Mao's voice was very calm, "She is dead."

"Worrowless!!!" Leng Xinyue's cry was extremely miserable, and she held her head with both hands, "Worryless!!!"

"It was you who killed her," Sister Mao looked condescendingly at the woman who had lost her daughter. "You colluded with Lian Fenghua and caused a large-scale murder in the nursing home. You caused countless women to lose their daughters. Leng Xinyue, Leng Wuyou's death was caused by you, and the retribution for your evil deeds has befallen your daughter."

"No, that's not the case!" Leng Xinyue cried loudly, "That's not the case! Everything I do is for her, and I want to give her the best!"

"But she died."

"Ah!!!" Leng Xinyue cried loudly.