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

In the hall, Leng Yeting and Leng Xiuyuan were busy. After hearing the news that Leng Xinyue and the others were coming, Song Zhi went to Wei Yan and said.

Wei Yan told him to prepare another group of people, and asked him if there were any guests at home.

It's not easy to publicize a family's scandal, especially since there has been so much trouble in the Leng family during this period.

After Song Zhicai left, Wei Yan heard Diandian call daddy in a low voice.

Leng Yeting came over and hugged Wei Yan's waist with his broad hands: "Are you tired?"

Wei Yan shook her head slightly, but she was worried about him: "What about you?"

As she said that, she raised her hand and placed it on Leng Yeting's forehead. It was still a little hot, but she didn't know if it was because she had just finished her work.

"I'm not tired," Leng Yeting said, "Is it because Leng Xinyue and the others are here?"

"Ah."

"You go in first with some."

Diandian hugged Leng Yeting's legs and said in an even lower voice than before: "No, daddy, I want to stay here."

Leng Yeting reached out with his long hand and hugged him: "What's wrong with the little sound?"

"He's afraid of disturbing Mr. Leng." Wei Yan explained for his son.

Leng Yeting's thick eyebrows slightly closed, this son is so well-behaved that it's heartbreaking.

After kissing her son on the cheek, Leng Yeting was about to speak, but the voices of Leng Xinyue and others came from the door.

Song Zhi led people to stop them and refused to let them in.

But this time they had weapons in their hands. Jiang Xiangming held a fire hammer in his hand and looked like he was about to fight.

Leng Yeting put the dots back on the ground and walked away. Leng Xinyue saw him at a glance: "Leng Yeting! You still have the nerve to come back here!"

Leng Yeting said in a deep voice: "Get out."

"You are the ones who should get out!" Leng Xinyue's voice was extremely sharp. "What qualifications do you, Leng Yeting, have to stand in front of the old man's body today?! You were the one who killed him. Today I will act as a servant in the house. People will tear your face off!"

Leng Xiuyuan's voice sounded: "What are you doing? Don't argue in front of dad's body! Get out!"

Leng Xinyue stretched out her finger: "Both of you, father and son, are not good people. Now you are pretending to be here. It's you who should get out! It was you who forced the old man to death. If I don't give you equity and money, you will He was driven to death!”

As she said this, her voice became tearful and her expression became angry: "Get out of here, you are not welcome here!"

Compared to her excitement, Leng Yeting was always cold: "Grandpa left me a message before he passed away, saying that you were blind."

Leng Xiuyuan saw the fire hammer in Jiang Xiangming's hand and was furious: "Who allowed you to bring this thing to the old man's body? I tell you to get out! Drive this family away!"

The men immediately surrounded him.

"Who dares to come here!" Jiang Xiangming raised the fire hammer in his hand, "I really know how to do it. There are many of you. If I hurt you, this is self-defense!"

Leng Yeting suddenly strode towards him. Jiang Xiangming ignored him and raised the fire hammer and swung it at him.

Wei Yan's heart tightened, and when she reached out to cover her son's eyes, she stepped forward and almost called out Leng Yeting's name.

However, he saw that Leng Yeting was nimble and strong, and easily snatched the fire hammer from Jiang Xiangming's hand, and then kicked him in the lower abdomen.

Regardless of his size or strength, Leng Yeting was completely crushed by Jiang Xiangming, a sixty-year-old man. Coupled with this heavy kick, Jiang Xiangming fell backwards and almost rolled down the steps.

Leng Xinyue and Leng Tianrui screamed and went to help him.

Mu Wenwen, who was standing not far away, also covered her mouth.

Jiang Xiangming was lifted up by mother and son. He felt a pain in his chest. He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of bright blood.

Leng Xinyue was frightened and screamed in the sharpest voice in her life: "Leng Yeting! You are crazy!"