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

On the way to the hospital, Jiang Xiangming vomited two more mouthfuls of blood.

Leng Xinyue was furious and cursed all the way. After thinking about it, she picked up her cell phone and prepared to call the police.

Jiang Xiangming had sharp eyes and snatched her phone away: "No! Don't call the police!"

"What's wrong?" Leng Xinyue suspected that her ears heard wrongly, "Why didn't you call the police?"

"Don't call the police." Jiang Xiangming's voice was weak.

Leng Tianrui felt guilty next to him, but he didn't dare to speak.

He understood what Jiang Xiangming was worried about. Once this matter was reported to the police, it would most likely involve greater conflicts.

And they haven't seen Mr. Leng's autopsy report yet, and Leng Yeting didn't mention it just now.

When the car drove to the hospital, Jiang Xiangming checked first and found that the ribs were not broken. Everyone was relieved.

When he went in for treatment later, Leng Xinyue was still not reconciled outside: "I have been an honest man my whole life, and I was kicked to death, but I still don't want to call the police?"

Mu Wenwen keenly noticed that when Leng Xinyue said these words, Leng Tianrui raised his head and then lowered it.

When Leng Xinyue went to sit down and wait for someone, Mu Wenwen pulled Leng Tianrui and asked him if what happened and if he had something to say just now.

Leng Tianrui felt tired: "No, you don't need to make random guesses."

"Is there something hidden between you and dad?" Mu Wenwen looked at Leng Tianrui with a careful look.

She still didn't quite believe that Mr. Leng didn't give anything to her precious son. It didn't make sense.

Moreover, she was an illegitimate daughter, so the more she thought about it, the more scared she became, wondering if Leng Tianrui also had a child outside, and he planned to give all that Mr. Leng had given him to the one outside.

Leng Tianrui stopped talking to her and went to sit on the other side.

Mu Wenwen went over and sat down, staring at him closely with eyes full of suspicion.

Leng Tianrui frowned: "Don't look at me with such eyes."

Mu Wenwen said nothing and her eyes did not change.

Leng Tianrui seemed to have suddenly exploded and shouted angrily: "I told you not to look at me like that!"

Leng Xinyue was stunned for a moment, then turned her head to look.

Many people around looked at him.

Mu Wenwen lost her composure all of a sudden and said angrily: "What are you doing? How did I look at you? Don't blame me for your bad mood!"

Mu Wenwen switched between the cold look just now and the anger and grievance now, almost seamlessly.

Leng Xinyue said coldly: "Tianrui, how can she look at you? How many times can she look at you and you become so angry?"

It wasn't that she suddenly spoke for Mu Wenwen, but that it was just a trivial matter, and her son couldn't keep his temper and was startled.

Leng Tianrui felt a headache, turned his head to the other side, paused, leaned back, crossed his legs, and played with his mobile phone.

He couldn't see the look in Mu Wenwen's eyes.

After a while, Jiang Xiangming came out.

His condition is pretty good and he came out on his own.

Leng Xinyue sat in her original position, looking at him coldly, without any intention of going up to help him.

Leng Tianrui was having a great time playing games and didn't go either.

Mu Wenwen could only stand up and go over, enduring the pain in her lower abdomen from the wound: "Dad."

Jiang Xiangming hummed, walked towards Leng Xinyue, and sat silently next to her: "Are you angry with me?"

Leng Xinyue was indeed angry, but besides being angry, she couldn't help but think of Wei Yan's words and expression.

"Don't be angry, we are not young anymore," Jiang Xiangming sighed, "I feel very uncomfortable now, let's go back."

"You feel uncomfortable and I asked you to call the police. Why didn't you?"

Jiang Xiangming looked aggrieved and angry: "There have been so many things happened to Mr. Leng recently. If we call the police again, the impact will be huge! How many lungs have your good nephew and that Wei Yan poked in our lungs with Mr. Leng in the past few days? I am I really want to accompany you to make Leng’s business a success!”

His words made Leng Xinyue's expression finally relax a lot.

Leng Xinyue stood up, glanced at Jiang Xiangming, and finally reached out to help him: "Okay, let's go."

Leng Tianrui turned to look at them, looking at his "honest man" father, his eyes became complicated.

In fact, it didn't matter to him whether Jiang Xiangming was "honest" or not. What Leng Tianrui was most afraid of now was the autopsy report. He always felt like there was going to be a bloody storm.