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

A sound of footsteps came from upstairs.

The footsteps were very fast, but they were deliberately walked very softly.

Wei Yan raised her head and saw Wen Yi holding on to the escalator and stopping slowly, looking at her and Diandian.

Wei Yan asked directly: "What are you doing upstairs?"

Wen Yi smiled: "I couldn't find the bathroom, so I went upstairs."

As she said that, she raised her hand and showed Wei Yan the water stains in her hand: "It's not dry yet."

"If you want to use the bathroom, just come to the kitchen and ask me. There's no need to go upstairs alone."

"Don't be angry," Wen Yi said softly, "It smells so good. Did you make the tea?"

Wei Yan didn't say anything, and went over to put the tea tray in his hand on the table.

Dot's eyes stared unblinkingly at the back of Wen Yi's injured hand, which was still wrapped with gauze.

After Wei Yan noticed it from the corner of his eye, he deliberately blocked his view, fearing that his curious eyes would anger Wen Yi.

Fortunately, not long after, Leng Yeting came back.

As soon as he heard the movement at the door, Diandian immediately looked over. When he saw Leng Yeting, he cheered: "Daddy!"

Wen Yi drank tea slowly, leaning back on the sofa with a lazy posture, looking at the father and son with eyes that were not aging at all.

Noticing Wei Yan's eyes, Wen Yi looked at her, smiled, and got up from the sofa.

Wei Yan said: "Are you leaving?"

Wen Yi picked up his coat: "Yes, it's getting late, so I won't disturb your family reunion."

"Then I won't send it away."

"Okay." Wen Yi smiled.

When passing by Leng Yeting, she looked at him, said nothing, and walked away.

Leng Yeting's handsome face was smooth and he didn't want to say a word to her.

As soon as Wen Yi left, Leng Yeting's expression changed and he asked with concern: "What did she say? Did she do anything extreme?"

Wei Yan shook her head, and suddenly thought of something, she said: "I'll go upstairs and take a look!"

She turned and ran toward the stairs.

The wind outside the house was very cold. Wen Yi opened the car door and looked up at the villa behind her. The look on her face was even colder than the winter wind.

After sitting in the car, she lifted up the sweater on her back and took out some documents from it.

Time was so short that she didn't have time to take a closer look. She glanced at the old and new date on it and hurriedly took it down.

Throwing these documents on the passenger seat, Wen Yi started the car and left quickly.

Leng Xiuyuan hadn't come back yet, so Wen Yi hurried back to the house.

After locking the door, she looked at the documents carefully. There were too many technical terms and she didn't understand them all, but she was sure they were related to several projects.

After thinking about it, Wen Yi filmed it with his mobile phone and sent it to Jiang Xiangming.

About two minutes later, Jiang Xiangming replied: "Where did it come from?"

"Leng Yeting's study."

"Well done, I was able to enter his study. Unfortunately, these are of no use."

Wen Yi was stunned: "Are these useless?"

“At the end of last year’s unfinished projects, there is no more oil or water left.”

Wen Yi lowered his head and looked back at the documents on the bed, feeling annoyed.

Jiang Xiangming sent another message: "We will meet tomorrow in your villa."

After saying that, Jiang Xiangming didn't send any more messages, and Wen Yi didn't reply to the messages he sent.

At the same time, Leng Yeting, who had coaxed Diandian to sleep at night in Fenglin, came to find Wei Yan.

Wei Yan stood in the corridor in a daze.

"Dian Dian fell asleep." Leng Yeting said.

Wei Yan was in a trance and came back to look at him.

Seeing that her thoughts were heavy, Leng Yeting said, "Still thinking about her?"

Wei Yan said: "There is an intention behind everyone's actions. I am wondering what her intention is."

"I've checked everything, and I haven't found any recorders or candid camera equipment yet. If you're worried, ask professionals to come over and search the carpet tomorrow."

Wei Yan nodded dullly.

Seeing that she was still unhappy, Leng Yeting said softly: "If you don't like her in the future, just reject her directly and don't let her in again. I can't bear to see you unhappy."

Wei Yan forced out a smile: "Okay."

There really is no next time.