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

Wei Yan felt ridiculous when she thought about how hard she had been trying to integrate into the Leng family.

The gap between wealthy people and ordinary people is not just a matter of sincerity, there is always an invisible ladder.

Even if Mr. Leng temporarily accepts her because of Diandian's existence, he will choose to abandon her at any time later.

Mr. Leng left angrily. Leng Yeting took a deep breath and turned around, only to see Wei Yan had woken up at some point and was looking at him with a complicated expression.

Leng Yeting walked over quickly: "Are you awake? How do you feel?"

He directly pressed the call bell on the bedside.

The doctor quickly arrived and examined Wei Yan.

Only then did Wei Yan realize that although he had been bitten by a poisonous snake, fortunately the poisonous snake was not fatal.

Most of her body was scratched by dead branches while escaping, and she also had some allergic symptoms.

It was only because she had a high fever and was weak, and it became so severe after spending a night freezing in the mountains.

When the ward returned to silence, Leng Yeting lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Did you hear what grandpa and I just said?"

Wei Yan couldn't hold it back and showed a sarcastic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Leng, I didn't intend to eavesdrop on the chat between you and your grandfather, but you were quarreling in my ward and I couldn't avoid it even if I wanted to. "

Her tone was a little cold and sinister, which was harsh to the ear.

Leng Yeting frowned.

Wei Yan turned around and continued: "Have you found out who the woman who looks exactly like me is?"

After she watched the video of the wedding scene, she told Leng Yeting that she found that the video was not a composite and might have been taken by another woman who looked exactly like her.

He never responded.

Only now did Wei Yan realize that it was not that he didn't believe it, but that he had known it for a long time.

Leng Yeting raised his eyes and looked at her: "Yanyan, this matter is a bit complicated, you'd better not get involved."

Wei Yan couldn't hold it back and laughed, her eyes full of mockery: "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Leng, I overstepped my bounds. If it's not convenient for you, just forget it."

Looking at her polite and distant look, Leng Yeting couldn't help but step forward and hug her in his arms, "Wei Yan, if you are angry, then lose your temper. If you want to cry, then cry. Don't do this. "

Wei Yan remained motionless, just like a robot, letting him hold her.

She said calmly: "Losing your temper? Do I have the right to lose my temper? Only those who are loved by others are qualified to lose their temper. Who should I complain to? Cry? I only cry if someone cares about me. If no one cares, who should I cry to?"

Her tone was so calm that unreasonable panic spread in Leng Yeting's heart.

Leng Yeting let go of her, raised his hands to hold her face, and said seriously: "I know, I made you sad, you can vent it to me however you want, don't hold it in your heart."

He has always been strong and rarely bows his head like this.

However, what Wei Yan thought of was the way he led someone to snatch Diandian away from her when she was desperate and helpless.

There were tears in Wei Yan's eyes, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

"I'm sorry, I don't have the habit of venting my emotions to my ex-husband." Wei Yan smiled softly with tears in her eyes.

Leng Yeting felt a pain in his heart.

His pupils shrank, and the coldness and pain almost made her pout: "We are not divorced yet."

Although both of them signed the divorce agreement, he did not actually go through it.

Agreeing to divorce was just a stability measure he chose to stabilize Mr. Leng.

Wei Yan was startled, then just said calmly: "Really? Then make an appointment. The Civil Affairs Bureau has not closed yet. If it is convenient for Mr. Leng, we can..."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to lift the quilt and prepared to get off the hospital bed, while using her other hand to pull out the needle stuck in the back of her hand.

"Wei Yan!" Leng Yeting quickly stepped forward and held her hand down: "Don't mess around."

However, Wei Yan's movements were hard and fast, and he had already roughly pulled out the needle on the back of his hand.

Blood beads shot out instantly.

Leng Yeting subconsciously pressed the back of her hand with his hand to stop her bleeding, and shouted: "Doctor! Doctor! Come here!"

Wei Yan, who was holding the back of his hand and controlling him in his arms, just lay calmly on the hospital bed and looked at him.

The tip of her nose was the familiar cold fragrance of his body, the sense of security that Wei Yan felt when she was dreaming at midnight.

But it also became her nightmare and the source of her pain.

Wei Yan didn't know that loving someone would be so painful and that she needed to go through so much, otherwise... she would really not dare to love.

Her tears were out of control. Wei Yan looked at Leng Yeting's handsome face in front of her with tearful eyes, and said softly: "Leng Yeting, I'm scared. It can be said that I have no chance of winning when I meet you. I can't afford to offend you. But, that’s why I stay away. Just pretend you don’t see me and let me go, okay?”