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

Leng Yeting was not in a good mood just now. Wei Yan suddenly leaned in, and the faint fragrance wafting from her body seemed to be healing, which slightly relieved Leng Yeting's thick eyebrows.

He stroked her hair gently: "What's wrong?"

Wei Yan smiled faintly at him and said nothing. She closed her raised arms and hugged him tighter.

She was silent, so he didn't say anything either. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Regarding the people they didn't want to mention, the two of them made the common choice to keep silent about the people they didn't want to mention.

In the next few days, Wen Yi did not call Wei Yan or Leng Yeting again.

Wei Yan contacted Uncle Bing at first, hoping that Uncle Bing would keep an eye on him, but when he learned that Wen Yi didn't go out every day, either painting or growing flowers and grass in the backyard, Wei Yan felt relieved.

What kind of life Wen Yi chooses to live is all Wen Yi's business, as long as he doesn't bother her and Leng Yeting anymore.

Soon, Diandian’s short winter vacation came to an end.

The day before school started, Wei Yan took him to visit Grandma Hu. After leaving Ye's house, she took him to the mall to buy stationery and a new schoolbag.

After returning very late, the mother and son entered the house when there was a knock on the door outside.

Diandian was taking off her little coat and ran to the visual screen. When the screen lit up, an elegant and quiet woman was standing outside the door, ringing the bell.

After thinking for a moment, Diandian remembered who this person was, and his little face suddenly became serious.

Wei Yan came up behind him and was stunned when he saw Wen Yi on the screen.

Wen Yi raised his hand and pressed it a few more times.

Her hair is delicate and slightly curly, her coat hangs on her arm, and she is wearing a very warm and soft white sweater. There is no hint that she is already at an age with grandchildren. She is elegant, intellectual, and gentle in temperament.

As if he noticed the camera, Wen Yi raised his head and smiled at the camera: "Dandian, are you at home? Can you open the door?"

He nodded and turned to look at Wei Yan: "Mommy..."

"Sneeze!" Wen Yi suddenly sneezed.

Seeing the grass and trees behind her swaying in the evening breeze, Wei Yan took a deep breath, but she still felt soft-hearted.

But before going to open the door, Wei Yan saved a hand for herself.

She placed the broom behind the door, and if Wen Yi did anything excessive, she would fight violence with violence.

"Diandian? Wei Yan?" Wen Yi was still knocking on the door persistently.

The white door, still hung with Spring Festival decorations, was finally opened from the inside.

Wen Yi raised his head and smiled slightly when he saw Wei Yan: "I thought you didn't know how to open the door."

Wei Yan kept a distance from her vigilantly: "What's the matter?"

"Isn't Diandian going to school soon? I didn't come to see him during the Chinese New Year, so I came here to see him now. I want to see him no matter what."

After saying that, Wen Yi looked at Diandian standing behind Wei Yan and said with a smile: "Diandian?"

Diandian didn't like her, but she was a good tutor, so she still nodded to her: "Hello."

"So good," Wen Yi looked at her with satisfaction, then turned away and said to Wei Yan, "Wei Yan, you are so kind, teaching him to be so good. But, can I go in? It's too cold outside."

Wei Yan took a deep breath and finally took a step to the side.

Wen Yi finished changing his shoes at the entrance, entered the house, looked around, and said with a smile: "I thought Ye Ting would always like cold colors. Look at how well decorated your house is."

Wei Yan asked: "What do you want to drink?"

"Anything is fine, feel free."

Wei Yan nodded, called Dian Dian, then turned and entered the kitchen.

She would not leave Diandian alone with this woman.

Wen Yi watched her leave and immediately looked around, aiming at the stairs not far away.

In the kitchen, Diandian was dejected, with unhappiness written all over his face.

Wei Yan knelt down and whispered, "Dian Dian, you don't like her."

"Ah."

"Don't be afraid," Wei Yan gently pinched her son's cheek, "Mommy is here now, and she will always be by your side."

"Ok!"

Wei Yan took a small piece of cake to eat, then took out her mobile phone and told Leng Yeting about Wen Yi's arrival.

Just after the message was sent, Leng Yeting replied almost instantly: "I'll get home in five minutes."

Wei Yan returned an expression, put away her phone, paused, turned around, picked up the tea tray, and said to Dot, "Let's go."

As soon as he stepped out of the kitchen, Wei Yan's footsteps stopped.

There was no figure of Wen Yi in the living room.