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

Leng Xinyue didn't return all night, and neither Jiang Xiangming nor Leng Tianrui had any intention of looking for her.

Mu Wenwen is even more impossible.

However, Jiang Xiangming couldn't sleep well for the whole night. Even if the phone was turned off, he tossed and turned when he thought of those mountains of debt, unable to fall asleep.

Even if I finally fall asleep, I will be woken up by nightmares.

Until dawn, Jiang Xiangming sat up with dark circles under his eyes. After thinking about it, he went next door to look through Leng Xinyue's belongings.

Ever since Leng Xinyue kicked him out, he hadn't touched Leng Xinyue's things for a long time.

There was a desk in Leng Xinyue's room, and the cabinet was locked. Jiang Xiangming took an ax and split it open. The things inside were all related to Mr. Leng.

After not sleeping well all night, Jiang Xiangming was feeling a little mentally weak. When he saw the photo of Mr. Leng at first glance, and thought that his death was caused by him, Jiang Xiangming felt a hair in his heart and had goosebumps on his back.

He forced himself to endure it, poured out the entire contents of the cabinet, and rummaged through it for a long time. There was almost nothing of value.

Jiang Xiangming sat on the floor, feeling a sharp pain in his head.

Leng Tianrui came in from outside when he heard the noise and saw the album and photos on the floor: "Dad, what are you doing."

"Leng Xinyue is a poor girl!" Jiang Xiangming kicked open the boxes, "She is a waste!"

Leng Tianrui looked down at the photos, thought for a while, and said, "Dad, if we want to get rid of the current situation, the only way we can take is to start with her."

Jiang Xiangming frowned and looked at him: "What else are you doing? Where is there any oil or water on her body?!"

"But her surname is Leng, don't forget, there is me too!"

"I asked her to find Leng Xiuyuan and Leng Yeting before, but she refused."

"Are you talking about Leng Xinyue?" Mu Wenwen's voice suddenly sounded.

Leng Tianrui turned his head and looked at her. Mu Wenwen was wearing expensive silk pajamas. She twisted her pretty figure against the door frame and raised the mobile phone in her hand: "I just received a message. I didn't know if you have any." No interest. That’s right, Leng Xinyue is hospitalized.”

Leng Tianrui looked at her phone: "Is she hospitalized?"

"After being beaten like this by your father, shouldn't you be hospitalized?" Mu Wenwen's eyes were a little sarcastic, and she looked at Jiang Xiangming, "After being beaten by you yesterday, she ran to the Leng family, and the Leng family took her in. . But according to the information I got, she didn’t say that you were the one to do it. She claimed that the injuries on her body were all caused by debt collectors.”

Jiang Xiangming looked expectant and said, "What then? What did the Leng family say?"

"I don't know how to say it, but I just kept her. Look, do you and your son want to go to the hospital to find her?"

"Dad!" Leng Tianrui immediately looked at Jiang Xiangming and said happily, "This may be our last chance! The Leng family still can't cut off Leng Xinyue!"

"Yeah, let's go!" Jiang Xiangming got up, "Let's go to the hospital!"

Five minutes later, Jiang Xiangming and Leng Tianrui drove away from the villa.

As soon as they appeared, Wei Yan received a call.

She said calmly: "I understand, thank you."

After ending the call, she immediately told Leng Xinyue the news, and at the same time, she ate quickly and went to the hospital to find her.

Leng Yeting also received the text message. He looked up and saw Wei Yan's appearance, and his dark eyes darkened: "I thought you would hate Leng Xinyue, but I didn't expect you to be so attentive to her affairs."

Wei Yan paused and said seriously: "You are wrong. I am not repaying kindness with enmity. Rather, I simply stand from the perspective of a mother and sympathize with her to the point that she raised her son in vain and lost her own son."

Leng Yeting raised his thick eyebrows and leaned his tall body on the chair behind him: "Yanyan, I have a question."

"what……"

"Are you sure that the one she gave birth to is her son?"

Wei Yan was stunned for a moment. This question stopped her. She found it incredible, but at the same time she felt that she had no way to refute.

Leng Yeting continued: "According to her recollection, she fell into a hypoglycemic coma after giving birth, which gave people an opportunity to transfer the child. In fact, she has never seen her child with her own eyes."

Wei Yan thought for a while and said, "Did Assistant Song find anything there? Have you found the delivery hospital?"

"There was a fire fifteen years ago, and there were almost no survivors."

Wei Yan was shocked: "Could it be that Jiang Xiangming did it too? If so, then he is really full of evil."

"Not really. The real culprit was caught. He is a mentally disturbed man."

Wei Yan sighed softly: "Oh..."

Therefore, the hospital's line is broken.

The only thing that can be traced back is still Jiang Xiangming.