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

The friends behind Ye Xingchi were even more shocked.

Although they are both rich second-generation sons in Ancheng, compared with Leng Yeting, the gap is as big as clouds and mud.

Also, I had never heard Ye Xingchi mention this matter before.

Leng Yeting took a few sips slowly, put it down and looked at Ye Xingchi: "Maybe you are worrying too much."

"Worry too much? What are you worrying about?"

"As you said, she didn't mention you because she was afraid that I would misunderstand you. There is no such possibility."

Zhao Chenglin lowered his head at the side, pressed his fingers in front of his lips, and laughed twice.

This laughter was like a mockery that he was trying hard to control but couldn't hold back.

The next second, he seemed to feel that such a smile was inappropriate. He looked up at Ye Xingchi and said, "Sorry, I lost my composure and lost control of my emotions."

He seemed to be very cryptic, but the emphasis of this sentence, especially the word "sorry", directly pierced Ye Xingchi's heart.

However, Leng Yeting wanted to clarify his words and asked Zhao Chenglin: "What are you sorry for?"

"There is no such possibility," Zhao Chenglin said with a smile, "This is something I know. Mr. Leng is so good. Other men should be wary of you. For example, I don't dare to bring my wife in front of you. , how could it be possible..." He looked at Ye Xingchi with a smile and continued, "What about the other way around?"

Ye Xingchi's face turned completely green, and his fists were clenched with anger.

Leng Yeting smiled faintly, crossed his slender hands on his chest, looked at Ye Xingchi calmly, and said: "Don't worry, I never worry about Yan Yan, and I will never misunderstand Yan Yan. Because of her aesthetics and Cognition is normal.”

If Zhao Chenglin's words stabbed Ye Xingchi, then Leng Yeting's current words directly poured salt into his wounds.

Ye Xingchi's face was completely uncontrollable. He tried hard to smile, but his muscles didn't cooperate. In the end, it turned into a strange expression that was neither crying nor smiling.

"Really," Ye Xingchi chuckled, "It's useless for Mr. Leng to say so much. I'm afraid Mr. Leng doesn't know that Mr. Ji has always wanted Yan Yan to be with me."

"Wake up," Leng Yeting's voice turned cold, "Mr. Ji has never been an irresponsible person, Diandian is still young. If you are unhappy, don't ruin Mr. Ji's reputation outside."

When Zhao Chenglin heard that Ye Xingchi had moved out some old man, he really couldn't listen anymore. He turned to look at his assistant and said calmly: "Go and call Manager Liu. I need a quiet environment to discuss business and ask him to invite the extra people." Let’s go.”

The assistant responded: "Yes."

Seeing this, Ye Xingchi's friends pulled Ye Xingchi away one after another.

Ye Xingchi was furious. If this was an ordinary male college student, he would have been bullied by him.

However, the other party was Leng Yeting. Whether it was social status, personal assets, or the power that Leng Yeting controlled, everything was beyond Ye Xingchi's comparison.

Seeing Ye Xingchi being taken away by his friends, Zhao Chenglin looked at Leng Yeting and said, "What's going on, Mr. Leng, your love rival?"

The smile on Leng Yeting's face disappeared completely, and he said lightly: "He must have this qualification."

Wei Yan played with Diandian for a whole day and gained a lot, carrying two large buckets of fish home.

When Leng Yeting returned home, the refrigerator was full of fish fillets, fish heads, fish meat, and fish noodles.

Wei Yan took a bath to get rid of the fishy smell on her body, but she still heard the news of Leng Yeting's return. She called Wei Yan immediately, then ended the call and ran happily towards her father at the door.

"Daddy!" Diandian was in a good mood.

Leng Yeting touched his head: "Would you like to go out and have fun?"

"Happy!" She said, holding his big palm, "Daddy, come!"

He personally led Leng Yeting to the kitchen and showed him his and Wei Yan's trophies.

The little head was raised, with pride written on his face.

Wei Yan came downstairs and heard her precious son explaining to his father the process of making fish noodle cakes.

Leng Yeting felt something out of the corner of his eye and turned back to look at her.

Wei Yan curled her lips and showed a bright smile.

Leng Yeting also laughed.

Wei Yan walked away, but suddenly felt something was wrong. Leng Yeting seemed to be angry.