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

Mu Wenwen was wearing a black and white dress and was sitting in her car in a very irritable mood.

After learning that Leng Tianrui and Jiang Xiangming took her son to the nursing home to find Mr. Leng, but that Mr. Leng refused to give him anything, the imbalance and resentment in Mu Wenwen's heart reached its peak.

Now that she heard that Mr. Leng was dead, she ignored her still-painful wound and asked the driver to drive the car to the mansion.

If Mr. Leng refuses to give it, then she will get it herself!

As soon as the result came, she saw a gorgeous but plain mourning hall.

With this color combination, Mu Wenwen was not in the mood to go in at all.

She had just given birth to her son. Her son was a new life, full of vitality and a bright future. But now he was going to be involved in some kind of funeral. Mu Wenwen felt bad luck in her heart.

After calling Leng Tianrui, Mu Wenwen looked coldly at the mourning hall outside, feeling extremely disgusted.

The driver in front of her turned around and asked her if she wanted to leave.

Mu Wenwen glanced at him: "Don't be troublesome."

Looking back at the window, Mu Wenwen suddenly said: "I asked this old man to give Congcong a gift, but he refused. As a result, he died all of a sudden. It's really funny."

The driver echoed from the front: "Yes, if you give it, it will be fine."

"This shows that my Congcong is not easy to mess with. Anyone who makes my Congcong unhappy will be made unhappy by Congcong."

Thinking of how powerful her son was, Mu Wenwen's expression and voice became proud.

At this moment, she saw a hearse coming in the distance.

The driver said: "They are coming."

The servants in the mansion also saw it from a distance, turned around and ran into the hall. Not long after, Butler He led people to greet him.

Leng Yeting and Leng Xiuyuan personally carried Mr. Leng's coffin down. Butler He followed beside him, saying as they walked that everything inside was ready and the temperature in the ice bed had been set in advance.

Leng Yeting ignored him and turned around to ask Song Zhi to arrange for people to go in and help.

Butler He was pushed aside.

Mu Wenwen watched the group of people enter coldly, and then she saw a row of black luxury cars approaching.

The cars stopped one by one, and Wei Yan appeared in Mu Wenwen's sight, holding Diandian's hand.

Mu Wenwen's eyes suddenly turned vicious and disgusting.

Especially this little bit is destined to be her son's biggest stumbling block in the future.

She didn't want her son to be crushed by Leng Yeting like Leng Tianrui.

Back at the mansion here, Diandian's mood was obviously low.

Wei Yan lowered her head to comfort him gently, then paused for a moment, then raised her head to look at the open space on Mu Wenwen's side.

Mu Wenwen was driving in front of the car and suddenly said: "Step on the accelerator and hit it!"

The driver was shocked and broke into cold sweat. He smiled and said, "Madam, this is not good."

Is not it good?

Mu Wenwen laughed in her heart, wasn't this how Qu Jinghe died.

Wei Yan looked away in disgust and held Diandian: "Let's go in."

"Yeah." Diandian nodded obediently.

Mu Wenwen clenched her hands tightly, and her face was aching from where Leng Xinyue slapped her.

Mu Wenwen must ask her Wei Yan for this slap back!

At this time, Leng Tianrui's call came in.

Mu Wenwen picked up: "What's the matter?"

Leng Tianrui asked: "Are you still there?"

"Here I am."

"Did they show up?"

"You mean Leng Yeting and Leng Xiuyuan who are carrying the coffin?"

"It seems that the mourning hall is really in the old house." Leng Tianrui said this to Leng Xinyue.

Leng Xinyue crossed her legs coldly and looked outside without answering.

"Are you guys arriving soon?" Mu Wenwen asked.

"Ah."

"Let's talk about it when you get there." Mu Wenwen hung up the phone.

Leng Tianrui frowned and looked down at his phone.

In the past, Mu Wenwen was gentle and charming, and I felt pity for her. Now, her temper is getting worse and worse, and she is getting more and more irritable.

Mu Wenwen raised her head and looked towards the direction where Leng Yeting and Wei Yan's car came from just now.

Sure enough, it didn't take long before Leng Xinyue's car appeared.

Mu Wenwen thought for a moment, opened the car door, and walked out.