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

"What's wrong?" Wei Yan asked softly, looking at his face.

Diandian was still making introductions when he heard the movement and raised his head, his grape-like eyes flickering at his father.

Leng Yeting looked at him: "Diandian, you go out to play first."

Diandian said obediently: "Okay then."

Wei Yan watched Diandian leave with uneasiness in his eyes, and asked with concern: "Did something go wrong with the business we are going to talk about today? Is the impact big?"

Before she finished speaking, the man suddenly approached and kissed her fiercely.

Wei Yan held his shoulder and felt a sudden pain on her lip, which was bitten gently by Leng Yeting.

Wei Yan was annoyed: "What happened?"

Leng Yeting was also annoyed: "My wife is too charming, and she is always remembered by others, which makes her husband unhappy."

Wei Yan blinked: "You are referring to..."

"Ye Xingchi."

Wei Yan was very smart and suddenly smiled: "Meet you?"

"Not only that, we got into a fight."

Wei Yan smiled and hugged him: "I still have great trust in President Leng's sharp tongue. Ye Xingchi's pediatrician's speech skills are definitely no match for you. Since you won, why are you so angry when you come back?"

"Didn't I just say it?" Leng Yeting pinched her plump cheeks with his fingers, "My wife is too charming."

Wei Yan laughed: "Then shouldn't you be happier? Your charming wife only has eyes for you, and no one can look down on her."

A smile appeared in Leng Yeting's dark eyes. From Wei Yan's point of view, he was really an easy person to coax.

Leng Yeting lowered his head and kissed his lips again.

·

Since Jiang Xiangming came back, he stayed at home most of the time and did not go out.

Leng Xinyue asked the servants at home to clean up a room for Jiang Xiangming.

Except for Qian He's response to Leng's suppression, Leng Xinyue almost stopped talking to Jiang Xiangming.

But day by day, it gets sadder and sadder.

Leng Xinyue had to fire all the servants at home, leaving only two.

Once during dinner, Leng Xinyue looked at Mu Wenwen who was sitting opposite and became more and more unhappy. She suddenly said, "My daughter-in-law cooks food for the whole family. It's better for you to just lie in bed every day! What!"

Mu Wenwen was not angry at all and said lazily: "Then you can find a daughter-in-law who can cook."

As he said that, he looked at the confinement nanny next to him: "She is good at cooking. I have it ready-made. May I ask your son if he wants it?"

The confinement sister-in-law who was suddenly called by her name was dumbfounded. She was keeping her peace, so why was it suddenly mentioned to her?

Leng Xinyue glanced at the confinement sister-in-law with contempt, looked away in disgust, scolded Mu Wenwen a few more words, and continued eating.

Leng Tianrui was not at home and went out to play with his friends.

There was another person at the dinner table, Jiang Xiangming, who was chatting with someone on his mobile phone.

Jiang Xiangming has been running out of people he can use over the years. Many people's faces have been exposed to Leng Yeting, and Leng Yeting's style has always been to get to the bottom of it.

On the 12th, he sent the last few people out to follow Wei Yan and Diandian, but they were exposed again.

As for training new subordinates, not to mention that he doesn't have so much time and energy, the financial situation of him and Leng Xinyue is already extremely pessimistic.

If we go by that anonymous message, there is still one way left, Wen Yi.

The more Jiang Xiangming thought about this, the more he felt that he couldn't eat, and his eyebrows became heavy.

Suddenly there was the sound of bowls and chopsticks being put down from the opposite side. This sound was extremely impolite.

Jiang Xiangming raised his head, Leng Xinyue stood up with a slumped face, turned around and left.

Mu Wenwen yawned and slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks.

She had nothing to say to Jiang Xiangming in person, and she didn't even bother to show off, so she just left.

Jiang Xiangming suppressed the anger in his heart. As a man, he felt that he was extremely useless.

Why does he still have to live in such a humble manner even though that old man is dead? !

With a "pop" sound, Jiang Xiangming raised his hand and threw the chopsticks towards the table, then stood up and left.