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

Wei Yan quickly wiped her hands on the towel and went to get her mobile phone.

Leng Yeting has already picked up.

Before he could speak, Leng Xinyue's abuse came over the phone: "Bitch cousin, if you have the guts, don't answer the phone! How dare you hang up on me! Where are you and Leng Yeting hiding now? I I need to see you immediately, and if I don’t see you, I will definitely call the police!”

Leng Xinyue must have cried in the past few days, and her voice sounded a little hoarse, but now she was overly excited and had several sharp edges. The volume was very high, and Wei Yan could hear it clearly.

Leng Yeting said coldly: "I'll give you my address. Do you really dare to come here?"

Leng Xinyue was stunned. She didn't expect that the person who answered the phone was Leng Yeting.

But soon, Leng Xinyue recovered. So what if it was Leng Yeting, she even scolded him: "Leng Yeting, you finally stopped being such a coward. Tell me, what did you do to the old man!! What did he do to the old man?" You are not weak, why did you want to kill him! You are worse than a pig or a dog!"

"You call the police," Leng Yeting said. "Before calling the police, tell Jiang Xiangming that the forensic report will be out soon."

Leng Xinyue sneered: "Why did you tell Jiang Xiangming? It seems he was right. Your usual trick is to shirk everything, frame others, and find someone to take the blame!"

Wei Yan couldn't listen anymore and asked Leng Yeting to give her the phone.

As soon as she put the phone to her ear, she said in a cold and disgusting voice: "Leng Xinyue, you still have twenty days to prepare. When Mr. Leng's funeral affairs are settled, you can start to deal with what I have given him." You bring trouble. From this moment on, I will send surprises to your family every month, please keep it well."

After saying that, she turned off the phone again, not giving Leng Xinyue any room to reply.

Leng Yeting gently combed Wei Yan's smooth hair with his fingers: "You said it was a surprise, what kind of surprise is it?"

Wei Yan looked at him and said angrily: "I haven't filed a lawsuit against Mu Wenwen for the online violence against me. Xiaoyue has consulted a professional. I will definitely file a lawsuit against this kind of reputation damage."

Leng Yeting smiled softly: "Yes."

"I haven't thought about the rest yet," Wei Yan curled her lips, "Anyway, I won't let this family go easily."

Leng Yeting's dark eyes turned cold, and he said seriously: "Me too."

Wei Yan started cooking, but Leng Yeting had no intention of going back upstairs. No matter how Wei Yan urged, he just refused.

Under his gaze, Wei Yan was chopping vegetables and cooking pots neatly. From time to time, he would make a surprise attack, hug her waist from behind and kiss her on the cheek.

After everything was done, Leng Yeting helped carry out the dishes.

Wei Yan went to call Dian Dian, only to find that Dian Dian was already awake.

But he didn't watch the cartoon, he just lay on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket, staring at the ceiling blankly.

Wei Yan felt distressed and whispered: "Diandian?"

Diandian came back to his senses and sat up from the sofa: "Mommy."

Wei Yan walked over and said in a very gentle voice: "Dian Dian, it's time to eat."

"Ah."

Wei Yan leaned over and tapped his little nose with her index finger: "Daddy is awake."

"Ah!" Diandian's eyes showed joy, "Really!?"

After saying that, he put on his slippers and ran towards the dining room without Wei Yan hugging him.

Seeing that Leng Yeting had indeed appeared, Diandian rushed forward excitedly and hugged Leng Yeting tightly: "Daddy! I miss you so much! Woohoo!"

Diandian, who was happy just now, suddenly started crying.

Leng Yeting picked up his son and gently wiped away his tears: "Why are you crying?"

Diandian didn't say anything, but still cried.

Wei Yan followed Diandian. Seeing his son like this, Wei Yan suddenly seemed to have discovered something in his heart and was stunned.

She thought Diandian was feeling sad about the death of Mr. Leng, but now Wei Yan realized that he was not only sad, he was also scared.

He was most likely afraid that Leng Yeting would be like Mr. Leng...

However, he didn't say anything and kept it deep in his heart.

Feeling huge heartache, Wei Yan walked over, stretched out her arms to hug the father and son at the same time, and rested her head on Leng Yeting's broad shoulder.

She swore that she would do her best to protect this family, and no one could bully them anymore!