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

Wei Yan felt very funny in her heart when she saw Shen Lanxin twisting into a snake and wanting to strip naked and sit on Leng Yeting's lap.

Based on her understanding of Leng Yeting, Shen Lanxin was afraid that she had used too much force.

Leng Yeting finished signing with an expressionless face, and his voice was a little colder: "Get out."

Shen Lanxin then slowly stood up straight with a look of reluctance on her face.

She held the document in her arms and faced Leng Yeting with her face still shy and reluctant: "Mr. Leng, I'll go out first."

Leng Yeting didn't react at all.

Shen Lanxin bit her lip, turned around and walked out. She glanced at Wei Yan unhappily, as if she thought she was in the way.

After Shen Lanxin left, Wei Yan walked to Leng Yeting's desk: "Mr. Leng, do you think I need to take another week's leave?"

If I came back a week later, there would be no need to recruit people. Shen Lanxin might just be hired.

Her tone was calm, but Leng Yeting could hear a bit of yin and yang in her voice.

Leng Yeting raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

After a week of training, the injuries on the woman's face have healed, and she is as smooth and clean as before, no longer looking like the disgusting look she had when we last met.

She has a beautiful face, and even with very light makeup, she looks a bit prettier than others.

Leng Yeting raised his chin slightly: "Come here."

It was an ordinary movement, but he did it with a hint of arrogance.

Wei Yan stood two steps closer, but looked at him warily: "What does Mr. Leng want to say?"

Leng Yeting didn't speak, just stared at her, his eyes vaguely threatening.

Wei Yan had no choice but to get closer.

Leng Yeting suddenly stretched out his hand and exerted a slight force. Her feet were unsteady and she was pulled over and threw herself into his arms.

Leng Yeting sniffed it quietly for a few minutes.

Unlike Shen Lanxin, the strong smell of perfume made him extremely bored.

The feminine fragrance on Wei Yan's neck was subtle yet easily arousing his nerves.

Wei Yan struggled, holding her hands on his chest, her face full of annoyance: "Leng Yeting!"

Leng Yeting leaned back on the chair, easily clasping her slender waist with one hand. Although he looked up at her, there was a bit of evil in his look, and his tone was lazy: "Looking for trouble?"

Wei Yan has been following him for so many years, and if nothing else, he knows enough about this aspect.

Leng Yeting's expression was obviously a little emotional.

She didn't know where she had irritated him, so she just straightened her body and said, "How dare I. However, if Mr. Leng really likes Shen Lanxin, he can just tell me about it, and it will save the colleagues in the human resources department a lot of work."

Leng Yeting sneered: "What else do you dare not to do? Not only do you dare to treat me as a man who can only think with his lower body, but you also dare to insult my aesthetics."

Shen Lanxin looks okay, but after all, she is a bit angry.

There are too many women who want to crawl into Leng Yeting's bed. From rich ladies to film and television queens, Shen Lanxin really can't be ranked among them.

In fact, Wei Yan didn't know why he fell in love with her back then and even took the initiative to find her.

It was precisely because of the differences that occasionally leaked out in the details when Leng Yeting first got together with her that she naively mistakenly thought that she was different to him.

Until he broke her fantasy with his own hands.

Wei Yan looked at him deeply and then said: "If you don't like it, you don't like it. Let me go. I have to go out to work."

Leng Yeting's fingertips slid across her waist, and Wei Yan's whole body tensed up, looking at him like a thief.

Leng Yeting raised his eyes lightly: "Are you so afraid of me?"

Wei Yan was held in his hand, so she didn't dare to say anything. She bared her teeth and said, "It's not fear, it's respect."

There was a smile in Leng Yeting's eyes. As soon as she pulled her hand away, she quickly stood up and straightened her clothes.

He raised his eyebrows, but without saying anything else, he looked at the document she brought over, signed his name, and said calmly: "Accompany me to go to Fanlong at 9 o'clock."

Wei Yan was stunned for a few seconds before nodding.

Fan Cong was opened by Leng Yeting's good brother Fu Mosheng for his lover Ji Liang.

It is highly private, membership-based, and the annual membership fee alone costs millions. It is a place that Leng Yeting and his circle often go to.

Wei Yan has been with Leng Yeting for so many years and has a good relationship with Ji Liang.

Just say goodbye before you leave.

Wei Yan watched Leng Yeting lower his head and prepare to continue reading the documents.

She wanted to be angry with him, and deliberately imitated Shen Lanxin's behavior just now, holding her voice and saying: "Mr. Leng, I'm going out first."

Leng Yeting's knuckles holding the pen slightly tightened. He raised his eyes and saw Wei Yan imitating Shen Lanxin's behavior, twisting her waist and walking out.

Although it is just a back view, it is full of provocation!

At this moment, he just wanted to teach this woman who deliberately angered her a lesson and watch her beg for mercy under him.