Early the next morning, Wei Yan was awakened by the slightest movement.

She opened her eyes and found that Diandian was getting dressed.

Wei Yan sat up in confusion: "Dandian, where are you going?"

"Mommy, have you forgotten?" Diandian raised his head and looked at her, "Today, you are going to pick up Grandpa home. Didn't I eavesdrop on your phone call?"

Wei Yan: "..."

My precious son, how can you make eavesdropping so natural and frank.

Wei Yan said: "But Diandian, you stay with dad at home, and mommy can go alone."

"No, daddy, let's go together!" He said, looking toward the door.

Wei Yan turned around and found Leng Yeting, tall and straight and as handsome as a tree, standing at the door, wearing a crisp and well-fitted black suit.

When she turned around, Leng Yeting gently bent his lower lip at her.

Seeing that he was so energetic, Wei Yan didn't feel at all relieved. He immediately got off the bed, ran to him barefoot, and raised his hand to put on his forehead.

"You're not even wearing socks." Leng Yeting's voice was a little reproachful.

After saying that, he took her back to the bed.

Wei Yan said displeasedly: "Leng Yeting, it's still very hot."

"Thirty-eight degrees one," Leng Yeting said, "I'm retreating downwards."

Wei Yan pursed her lips and looked him up and down: "So, where are you going when you go out?"

Leng Yeting looked at her: "What do you think?"

"how could I know?"

"Go pick up grandpa."

Wei Yan: "...Song Zhi, did you call me?"

"No, he's been contacting you the most these days."

Wei Yan nodded.

"Mommy, I told dad last night." Diandian whispered.

Leng Yeting looked at him: "...I didn't mean to betray you. It would be a shame for you to recognize me yourself."

Diandian looked back at him: "I don't want to lie to mommy."

Wei Yan was troubled: "You two, father and son, are really good at it."

Before going to bed last night, Wei Yan had prepared all the clothes he would wear today.

Although Mr. Leng was already old, his death at this age can even be described as joyful and mournful.

However, Mr. Leng's sudden death was not the end of his life, but an unexpected attack. Therefore, the styles and clothes Wei Yan chose were as low-key and simple as possible.

Leng Yeting also drove out in a very low-key black car. Wei Yan sat in the back seat with Diandian. She raised her eyes several times to look at Leng Yeting in the driver's seat, opened her mouth, and stopped talking. .

Leng Yeting looked at her through the rearview mirror and said, "Yanyan, what are you thinking about."

Wei Yan pursed her lips: "I'm thinking, won't you ask me anything?"

"what?"

"The old man's funeral affairs."

Leng Yeting said calmly: "You and Song Zhi should have already discussed this."

"So, why don't you ask Song Zhi..."

Leng Yeting smiled: "Thank you for your hard work."

Wei Yan knew that he was not so calm and carefree on the surface. The more he acted like this, the more worried she became.

But if he is not like this, what can he do?

Leng Yeting has always been a person who likes to hide his thoughts.

The decadence and sadness of the past few days can only be seen by those closest to her and Diandian.

If he wasn't driving, Wei Yan really wanted to reach across the middle space and reach out to hug him.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at its destination.

Song Zhi brought a few people and waited there early.

Seeing Leng Yeting getting out of the car, Song Zhi was stunned for a moment and looked at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan laughed helplessly: "Dandian betrayed me."

Not feeling ashamed but proud, she hugged her father's long legs tightly: "Daddy said, this is called the right to know."

Leng Yeting backhandedly betrayed him: "I didn't say anything."

"Well, it should have been said on TV?" Anyway, there was such a word in his little mind.

Wei Yan shook her head, took his hand, and said to Song Zhi: "Let's go."

Song Zhi responded.

At this moment, a very sharp car brake sound came from behind.

The group of people turned around, and Leng Xinyue got out of the car as quickly as possible. As soon as she saw Wei Yan and Leng Yeting, her no longer youthful face was full of ferocity, and she walked quickly on high heels.

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