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

Wei Yan was very tired from being tortured by Leng Yeting.

From the island, to the sofa, to the upstairs guest room, to the bathroom.

Her waist was about to break.

The next day, she opened her eyes in extreme fatigue. After opening the light barrier, she squinted her eyes because of the sunlight outside.

The place where he slept was still in the guest room, and the pillow was already cold. Leng Yeting didn't know when he left.

This man, isn't he tired?

Wei Yan picked up her phone and looked at the time. She almost fainted. It was half past nine in the morning.

Leng Yeting probably sent Diandian to school.

But then, Wei Yan's brows frowned deeply.

There were 135 missed calls and hundreds of unread text messages on the phone, and in the news column pushed, the word "Wei Yan" was clearly on it.

Wei Yan casually clicked on a column, his expression changing from confusion to anger.

Those missed calls came from all over the country.

And when those text messages were opened, they were all filled with unbearable abuse.

At this moment, a new call came in, coming from a remote city in the west.

Wei Yan picked up the phone, and a very sharp female voice sounded on the phone: "Wei Yan?"

Wei Yan said coldly: "It's me."

"You shameless bitch, how can you even kill a pregnant woman? Bitch, take your son to death with you!"

Before Wei Yan had time to react, the other party hung up the phone.

Wei Yan was completely angry and shouted angrily at the number on her phone: "Are you sick?!"

If someone else is a pregnant woman, her child is not a child?

Moreover, when did she attack Mu Wenwen?

Wei Yan was furious and called back.

The other party didn't answer and simply refused to answer.

Wei Yan called again, and the phone prompt showed that the other party was no longer in the service area.

If you call again, the other party's number becomes empty.

Obviously, these are various strange reminders of being blocked by the other party.

Wei Yan immediately called Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue, on the other hand, was worried: "Mr. Wei, you are alive!"

Wei Yan frowned: "I'm not dead."

Although he was tortured by Leng Yeting, he was indeed half dead...

"Ah, bah, bah," Xiaoyue slapped herself in the mouth, "I'm sorry, Mr. Wei, I made a mistake! I contacted you and couldn't get in touch with you all morning!"

Wei Yan said coldly: "I know what happened, please help me check someone out now."

"Okay, who to check!"

After Wei Yan finished talking about the phone call just now, he heard Xiaoyue's typing on the keyboard, paused, and said, "Is the company involved?"

"Well, our company's official blog and official website have all been destroyed. Someone launched a bot attack on our official website, and the server was paralyzed. Our official blog had more than 3 comments in one second, and was judged as a brush by the system. The backstage of the official account is full of abuse..."

Wei Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and said coldly: "Thank you for your hard work, please mobilize manpower to handle it first. The matter of my number is not urgent for the time being."

Before Xiaoyue could finish speaking, Wei Yan ended the call.

Downstairs, the breakfast prepared by Leng Yeting for her was placed in the insulation cabin.

Because he was afraid that she wouldn't know, Leng Yeting even left a sticky note.

Wei Yan tore off the sticky note and looked down at the words on the sticky note.

The grandeur of the scrolls opens and closes like a dragon, the back peak is smooth and accessible, and the words are just like the person himself.

After being his secretary for so many years, she could never get tired of reading his handwriting.

Wei Yan let out a long breath, no matter what, he still had to eat.

When you are hungry, your loved ones will suffer and your enemies will be happy.

She opened the insulation cabin and came out with milk, eggs and a small cake baked by the cold CEO himself.

During this period, several more strange phone calls and text messages came in from far away places.

She didn't answer the phone, but the text messages had automatic prompts in the header bar, and they were all abusive.

Wei Yan's psychological quality was already very strong, and she didn't care if someone insulted her, but seeing Diandian being insulted too, she was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

Eating the cake one bite at a time, she clicked on the hot search results, and the first result was Mu Wenwen's video.

Wei Yan's eyes were cold and she clicked on the video.

Mu Wenwen was lying on the hospital bed, looking haggard, with long hair disheveled, looking pitiful, and there was still water in her hand.

Hanging on the water, hanging on to the water, she was actually holding a little baby in her other hand.