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

Wei Yan left the hotel and shrank when the cold wind blew outside, then she wrapped Leng Yeting's coat even tighter.

His cold fragrance is still on the clothes, familiar and cruel.

Just now, she seemed to be deliberately irritating Ye Ting and then looking for a reason to leave. However, at this moment, there was a faint pain in her lower abdomen. Wei Yan panicked, stood on the roadside, took a taxi and went to the hospital.

Her cell phone was broken, and the driver followed her upstairs to find Yao Yao and took the fare before leaving.

Yao Yao had just finished the operation and was about to go home to rest. He was startled when he saw her. He kept asking: "What's going on? Who did it?! Is it Leng Yeting?"

Wei Yan held her hand tightly, shook her head, and said in a low voice: "Yao Yao, my stomach hurts."

Yao Yao immediately didn't care to ask any other questions, and quickly ordered Wei Yan to go for a checkup.

During the examination, Wei Yan discovered some symptoms of bleeding and felt even more uneasy.

When the test results were received, Yao Yao's face didn't look good, and Wei Yan's face could be said to have lost all color. She quickly took the test form and looked at the data on it in detail.

Yao Yao comforted her from the side: "Don't be so nervous. It's normal to have some bleeding symptoms in the early stages of pregnancy. Your progesterone is low. Take some progesterone capsules to stabilize it. You can rest well at home during this period."

Wei Yan hugged her belly with some worry, knowing that theoretical knowledge is one thing, but when things really happen to her, it's another feeling.

Probably only she knows how difficult it is for her to conceive this child.

After taking the medicine, she went home to pick up her luggage, and carried her suitcase back to a hotel near the company to stay.

As the chief secretary, she had to tell Leng Yeting about her request for leave and wait until he personally approved it.

Wei Yan hesitated for a moment and dialed his phone.

Leng Yeting's awkwardness was still there, and his voice was very cold: "Say."

Wei Yan pursed her lips. After all, she was asking for help. Her voice was a little lower: "Mr. Leng, I'm not feeling well. I want to take a week off."

In order to protect the pregnancy, Yao Yao suggested that she should rest in bed this week, and then go to the hospital for a check-up. If the indicators improved, she would then consider continuing to work.

Leng Yeting was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Approved."

Wei Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you."

Leng Yeting hung up the phone and ran his fingers on the keyboard a few times. Wei Yan's face instantly appeared on the computer interface.

Ding Rong thought about taking a video of him and Wei Yan in the middle of the night to threaten her, and the whole process of him and two of his men beating Wei Yan was recorded.

Leng Yeting looked at the woman in the camera whose eyes were full of despair. The anger in his heart was almost gone, and he threw the monitor to the ground with his backhand.

Song Zhi was working next door to him. Hearing the noise, he hurried over.

Looking at the mess on the ground, he was a little frightened and said: "Mr. Leng, what happened?"

Leng Yeting tugged on his tie, with the collar slightly open, and his whole body was filled with a bloody and violent aura: "How is the deal with the Ding family?"

Song Zhi said quickly: "Ding Rong has been imprisoned, and the evidence we have provided is enough for him to stay in prison for the rest of his life. Ding's accounts are also being investigated, and the acquisition is expected to be completed in three working days."

Leng Yeting leaned back on the chair, raised his eyes slightly, and put invisible pressure on Song Zhi: "Find a few people to keep an eye on him, don't make it so easy for him."

Song Zhi looked serious and nodded: "Yes."

Leng Yeting waved to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi turned around and walked a few steps outside, but couldn't help but look back at Leng Yeting.

Maybe even Leng Yeting himself doesn't know that he actually... cares about Wei Yan.

Whether it's out of love or habit.

Song Zhi couldn't help but said: "Mr. Leng, if you regret it, you can have a good chat with Secretary Wei. She has a good temper and should be easy to coax."

good temper?

Leng Yeting sneered. He thought so too, but Wei Yan slapped him.

Song Zhi's words made him feel a sense of crisis. He was silent for a few seconds before he spoke: "I never regret it."