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

Two days later, Wei Yan needed to go to Grandma Hu to follow up on her condition and check her condition.

In the past few days, Mr. Ji gave her a pill formula, and she tried to make it at home. Maybe she really inherited her family's medical genes in this regard, and she succeeded in one attempt.

After arriving at Ye's house, she handed these pills and the new prescription to Grandma Hu's family doctor, and then went to check Grandma Hu's pulse.

As soon as she saw Wei Yan, Grandma Hu's smile never disappeared.

While chatting with her about family affairs, Wei Yan followed the pulse-taking techniques and details described by Mr. Ji, and concentrated on feeling it. He really felt the deep pulse that his grandfather said.

"Grandma, let me take a look at your calf muscles." Wei Yan stood up and said.

Grandma Hu was very cooperative. Wei Yan, with the help of the nanny on the side, helped Grandma Hu lie down on the sofa.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Grandma Hu wears thick clothes and only has two pairs of socks.

Wei Yancai rolled up Grandma Hu's pants and heard Ye Xingchi's voice coming from the door.

Wei Yan only regarded this person as a stranger, without raising his head and not wanting to give him a look.

But Grandma Hu smiled and said: "Xingchi is back just in time. You young people must have something to talk about. Come and chat with Yanyan."

Wei Yan was speechless in her heart, and continued to move her hands while examining Grandma Hu's legs.

As if by magic, Ye Xingchi made another folding fan appear in his hand, shaking it, and walked to the sofa and looked at Wei Yan: "Yan Yan, I thought it was Yaoyao."

This tone made Wei Yan feel uncomfortable.

"Don't you know what happened to Yan Yan when she was a child?" Grandma Hu said, "A lot of things happened later. Now Yan Yan doesn't like that name, so just call her Yan Yan."

"Okay, grandma," Ye Xingchi smiled brightly, "Then I will call her Yan Yan from now on, okay, Yan Yan?"

At this point, Wei Yan couldn't ignore it no matter how hard he tried. He could only bite the bullet and turn around and give her a stern smile: "As long as you are happy."

The eyes are saying, you'd better not bother me.

Ye Xingchi shamelessly moved forward, shaking the folding fan beside her: "Take care of my grandma, Yan Yan, it's hard work."

Wei Yan tried not to get angry, smiled expressionlessly, and continued to check Grandma Hu's legs.

Grandma Hu frowned and said, "Okay, stop making trouble. It's such a cold day, why should you give Yan Yan a fan?"

For the rest of the time, Ye Xingchi sat on the single sofa and chatted with Grandma Hu.

After Wei Yan inspected Grandma Hu's calves, she began to massage her texture.

This is what Master Ji taught her. She can gain a deeper understanding of the acupuncture points by massaging the texture. After she understands enough, Master Ji will start teaching her acupuncture.

Also because she was here, the topic of grandma Hu and Ye Xingchi, the grandson and grandson, would be brought up on her from time to time.

In order to take care of the old man's mood, Wei Yan tolerated Ye Xingchi's words and provocations intentionally or unintentionally.

Due to the age gap, Grandma Hu often cannot understand some of the obscene Internet memes and terms used by Ye Xingchi.

After an hour, Wei Yan wanted to kill someone.

The sky outside gradually darkened, and Wei Yan left Ye's house.

Grandma Hu asked Ye Xingchi to see her off. Ye Xingchi stood up happily and followed Wei Yan.

After the door was closed behind him, Wei Yan turned around and glared at Ye Xingchi angrily. She couldn't bear it anymore: "I thought what I said last time was very clear. I have a husband and children, so you should have some sense of propriety and the most basic etiquette!"

"Hey~ aren't we kissing each other as babies? Your husband is the third party." Ye Xingchi smiled playfully, and the folding fan in his hand was about to reach Wei Yan's chin.

Wei Yan snatched away his folding fan, threw it to the ground with a flick of his hand.

"Don't mess with me." Wei Yan warned, turned and left.

Ye Xingchi picked up the folding fan on the ground, wiped it, and then looked up at Wei Yan who had already driven away.

"Hmph, I just like to mess with people who are not easy to mess with." Ye Xingchi said in a low voice.