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

After this shout, Leng Xinyue suddenly became stupid.

Because Leng Yeting was approaching them step by step with the fire hammer he had snatched away, his eyes cold.

With this look, Leng Xinyue felt like he could do anything.

It's really like... crazy.

Suddenly, Leng Yeting raised the fire hammer in his hand and smashed it at them.

Wei Yan covered her eyes more tightly, she was also frightened.

No one around them dared to look, lest they see a scene like a watermelon bursting into flames.

There was a loud "bang" sound, astonishingly powerful, like an explosion of thunder.

Amidst the screams of Leng Xinyue and Leng Tianrui with their eyes closed, the fire hammer hit Jiang Xiangming's ear.

It was only three centimeters away from his ear.

Jiang Xiangming was so scared that he almost wet his pants.

Leng Xinyue and Leng Tianrui also raised their heads tremblingly and looked at Leng Yeting, who was completely crazy.

Leng Yeting had already stood up straight, with his left hand in his trouser pocket. His legs were long and tall, looking down at them.

"Noisy," Leng Yeting said coldly, "Get lost."

Song Zhi led his men around and drove them away.

Mu Wenwen in the distance was so frightened by Leng Yeting's blow just now that the wound on her stomach hurt again.

She looked at Leng Yeting from a distance, and then looked at Leng Tianrui, who was helping Jiang Xiangming down and was frightened.

The stronger the contrast, the crueler Mu Wenwen's heart becomes.

Why did she marry Leng Tianrui, a loser and useless person, instead of Leng Yeting?

Why, Leng Yeting likes Wei Yan!

Mu Wenwen's heart ached.

When Leng Xinyue and the others came over, Mu Wenwen put away all her disgust and stepped forward to open the door for them.

It wasn't until their car was out of sight that Leng Yeting looked back.

He turned around to go back when suddenly a slender figure ran into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Leng Yeting returned the hug gently and whispered, "Are you scared?"

Wei Yan nodded.

As tough as she was, she was really frightened at that moment.

"Don't be afraid." Leng Yeting said.

He did have the idea to chop it down, but he wouldn't do it in front of Mr. Leng's body.

He felt unlucky.

Jiang Xiangming spit blood on the steps, and the servants came over to clean it immediately.

Leng Yeting and Leng Xiuyuan continue to work on the funeral of Mr. Leng. In a few hours, there will be more and more visitors.

Watching Diandian felt a little sleepy, Wei Yan took him to rest first.

Diandian leaned against Wei Yan's arms and watched the cartoons on the tablet, but tears suddenly fell down.

Wei Yan lowered her head and gently wiped away his tears without asking any questions.

It was busy downstairs and quiet upstairs.

Gradually, both mother and son fell asleep.

Leng Yeting came up after finishing his work and saw this scene. He brought a blanket over to cover them, and the movement suddenly woke Wei Yan up.

The moment she woke up, Wei Yan was even a little confused, as if she didn't know what day it was.

After she came to her senses, the first thing she did was to raise her hand and put it on Leng Yeting's forehead.

Leng Yeting smiled, took her hand, put it in front of his mouth and kissed it.

"How many times?" Wei Yan asked.

"I haven't measured it yet."

"Then measure now."

"..."

Wei Yan stood up to get the thermometer. When she looked up, she saw Leng Xiuyuan at the door.

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how long he had been standing here. She said hello and left.

Leng Xiuyuan watched Leng Yeting cover Diandian with a thin blanket and said, "Wei Yan's tone just now really eats you up."

This sentence contains some ridicule and teasing.

Leng Yeting was not angry and said calmly: "I'm happy."

Leng Xiuyuan sighed: "She is the only one in this world who can do it."

Just as he finished speaking, Butler He came up and said that a guest was coming.

Leng Xiuyuan asked Leng Yeting to have a good rest while he went to entertain.

Watching Leng Xiuyuan and Butler He leave, Leng Yeting's eyes fell on Butler He's back.

After thinking about it, Leng Yeting picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Hello? Uncle Bing, I need help here. Are you free?"