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

Leng Tianrui tremblingly showed the page on his mobile phone to Leng Xinyue.

Leng Xinyue was furious and pointed at Wei Yan: "You bitch, what else can't you do?"

Leng Yeting said in a deep voice: "If you point at her like this again, I won't hesitate to break your fingers off in front of grandpa's soul."

His voice was neither fast nor slow, but very cold. Leng Xinyue was frightened when she heard it, but she had no doubt that he could do it.

Leng Xiuyuan appeared at this time and came over and said, "I don't want to say it again, Leng Xinyue, you are not welcome here."

Leng Xinyue glared at him: "They are all cold-blooded, what? Why don't you welcome me? Drive me away, and you are here to be filial sons and grandsons, showing off to the world? Leng Xiuyuan, you are so old, you are so shameless!" "

Leng Xiuyuan suddenly shouted: "Get out of here! I said it, and I won't say it a second time!"

Leng Xinyue took a step forward: "Are you still yelling at me? You and your precious son, one for Wen Yi and the other for this bitch with unknown origins, are all going against the old man. The old man did it because of you before he died. How do you get so angry every day about things with women? Now you want to drive me away? It was your son who killed our father, and our father’s eldest grandson, Leng Yeting, was single-handedly responsible!"

At this moment, Wei Yan clearly felt Diandian's little hand tightening, and then he stepped over.

Wei Yan stopped him and shook his head at him.

"Mommy..." Diandian cried aggrievedly.

In fact, he didn't understand much about women and unknown origins. He was just angry with Leng Xinyue for pointing and scolding others with such arrogance, especially his favorite daddy.

Leng Yeting looked at Leng Xinyue coldly and said, "Do you really think that grandpa died because of me?"

Jiang Xiangming and Leng Tianrui were chilled by his cold tone.

Leng Xinyue laughed angrily: "If it's not you, who else could it be because of?"

Leng Yeting also smiled, without any warmth.

Suddenly, he strode towards Leng Xinyue.

Leng Xinyue was shocked. Before she could retreat, Leng Yeting grabbed the clothes on her shoulders.

"What are you doing!" Leng Xinyue screamed in panic, and the luxurious black brand-name fabric was deformed by his grasp.

Jiang Xiangming and Leng Tianrui hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and Leng Yeting's long legs kicked Leng Tianrui directly in the stomach.

Leng Tianrui fell back. Mu Wenwen on the side was indifferent, but after a second, she pretended to go over to help him.

Leng Tianrui glared at Leng Yeting angrily, and Mu Wenwen also looked at Leng Yeting.

He dragged his aunt unceremoniously and strode towards Mr. Leng's ice bed.

Mu Wenwen's eyes became complicated, a little sentimental, a little yearning, but also filled with endless regret and resentment.

The more Leng Tianrui and Leng Yeting appeared on the same occasion, the more unwilling Mu Wenwen became. They were both men and from the same family, but the gap between them was as big as clouds.

Not only appearance, figure, and temperament, but also the courage and unstoppable momentum of his movements.

Leng Tianrui, why are you comparing yourself to Leng Yeting?

With a "pop!", Leng Yeting threw Leng Xinyue onto Mr. Leng's ice bed.

Under the ice bed is the disguise of Mr. Leng.

The corpse was covered in spots and looked haggard. Leng Xinyue screamed in fright, left the ice bed and fell back as if she was electrocuted.

"Ah! Ah!!" She hugged her head, her facial expression even more distorted than her expensive outfit.

Leng Yeting did not let her go, and grabbed her again, forcing her to face the old man Leng in the ice bed again.

"Have you grown a brain?!" Leng Yeting shouted, "Think clearly for yourself who is the person who wants to kill grandpa the most!"

It takes a lot of courage to face death and familiar dead faces. Leng Xinyue screamed and turned her face to the side, so scared that tears came out.