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

Mr. Leng still retained a bit of "reservation". He first looked at Wei Yan and Leng Yeting and said hello: "I'm back."

Leng Yeting nodded: "Yes, I'm back."

Wei Yan also nodded and said hello: "Dr. Leng."

Mr. Leng glanced at Leng Yeting, and then said: "Okay, from now on, just like Ye Ting, just call me grandpa."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Diandian in the room.

Mr. Leng couldn't help but took two steps forward. He could no longer pretend to be calm and said excitedly: "This is my great-grandson? Isn't he called Dian Dian?"

Wei Yan nodded: "My famous name is Wei Xi, my nickname is Diandian."

Mr. Leng laughed and called Uncle Bing back to come and see: "A Bing, come and see. He looks exactly like Ye Ting when he was a child!"

Uncle Bing came in with a lot of things and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, the young master is really carved out of the same mold as the young master."

Wei Yan stepped forward, held Diandian in his arms, and introduced their identities to Diandian.

Diandian hugged Wei Yan's neck and said nothing for a while.

Mr. Leng quickly brought a toy over, looked at Dotian happily and said with a smile: "Grandpa didn't come empty-handed. He brought a lot of toys. Look at these... Do you like it? It doesn't matter if you don't like it. You want it." What, I’ll buy it for you! Can you be friends with me?”

Wei Yan looked at the old man in shock.

How cold Mr. Leng was at that time, now he is so "humble" in front of Diandian.

Wei Yan couldn't help turning her head to look at Leng Yeting, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Who still doesn’t understand now that they originally made an appointment to see Mr. Leng tomorrow, but Mr. Leng couldn’t sit still because he missed his great-grandson, so he ran to the door.

What surprised Wei Yan was that although Mr. Leng was usually very cold towards young people, he quickly gained a little bit of trust.

Among the many toys he brought, there were a few that he really liked.

The older one and the younger one just sat on the toy mat at home and started playing.

Until he saw that the time was a little late and Diandian was yawning, Wei Yan gave Leng Yeting a look.

Leng Yeting then said: "Grandpa, it's so late, you should go back and rest. Diandian just returned home and is still suffering from jet lag."

Mr. Leng reluctantly stood up and said to Diandian, "You have to come back to my old house to play with me tomorrow. You must come."

Diandian stood next to Wei Yan, grabbing Wei Yan's clothes and making no response.

Mr. Leng looked at Wei Yan: "Does he agree or not?"

Wei Yan smiled: "I will take him with me."

Mr. Leng was relieved and waved to Diandian.

When he and Uncle Bing walked to the door, he felt that the smile on his face was too exaggerated, so he cleared his throat and left with a serious look on his face.

After sending Mr. Leng into the car, Wei Yan looked back and saw that Leng Yeting seemed to be going upstairs with her. She raised her eyebrows and said, "It's so late, you should go back, right?"

Leng Yeting walked home and said, "Go back? Where to go? Of course, my home is where my wife and children are."

Wei Yan was immediately amused by him: "Leng Yeting, I can't tell, but you are pretty good at climbing along the pole."

Leng Yeting put his arm around her waist, pulled her close to his arms, and walked home together: "Living together makes it easier to cultivate the relationship between father and son. Secretary Wei shouldn't stop me, right?"

Wei Yan: "..."

Wei Yan felt guilty and immediately did not dare to say anything more.

Dian Dian and Wei Yan slept together at night.

Wei Yan took the four-piece suit and prepared to pack up the second bedroom for Leng Yeting to live in.

He took the four-piece suit and put it back in the closet: "I think the bed in the master bedroom is quite big. It can accommodate the three of us."

Wei Yan raised her eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

Leng Yeting nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

Wei Yan glanced at him with a half-smile but didn't say anything.

Diandian fell asleep quickly. Wei Yan moved him to the middle of the bed, and she and Leng Yeting slept on one side.

At night, in the dark room, there was no sound except the breathing of a few people.

Wei Yan turned around and looked towards Leng Yeting, and found that he was also lying on his side looking at her.

Wei Yan whispered: "Aren't you used to sleeping?"

Leng Yeting's voice was a little hoarse: "Yeah. I've been thinking about this day for a long time."

Leng Yeting's voice was calm, but Wei Yan could hear the waves beneath his seemingly calm waves.

Her nose was slightly sour and she said softly: "I feel...as if I'm dreaming."

She chuckled.

Leng Yeting raised his hand to caress her face, propped himself up, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the lips.

He just lay back down when suddenly...

Snapped!