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

Until he returned home, Wei Yan could tell that Leng Yeting was in a low mood.

She wanted to give him comfort, but the things between him and Wen Yi were really beyond her ability to understand and find the right words to persuade.

The only thing Wei Yan can do is accompany him.

After taking a bath and going to bed, Wei Yan was hugged by Leng Yeting and fell asleep.

As time passed, Wei Yan opened her eyes, looked at Leng Yeting whose eyes were closed, and said in a low voice: "Leng Yeting."

Leng Yeting paused slightly and opened his eyes: "Yanyan, are you still not asleep?"

As he spoke, his slender fingers gently tucked the strands of hair hanging down behind her ears while she was lying on her side.

"You are very worried," Wei Yan looked at him calmly, "If you can't sleep, I can't sleep either."

The corners of Leng Yeting's lips curled up slightly: "I'm fine, you go to sleep first."

Wei Yan leaned her body towards him and said seriously: "Actually, you have decided to go see her."

"perhaps."

Wei Yan smiled faintly: "Leng Yeting, you have never been an ambiguous person. Instead of maybe you are determined to see her."

"You don't want me to go?" Leng Yeting gently stroked her cheek, "If you don't want me to go, I won't go."

Wei Yan raised her hand to hold his phalanges and said in a very soft voice: "Leng Yeting, this is a matter between you and your mother. I have no way to interfere. I just asked casually."

She put her face on his shoulder and neck, gently raising her eyebrows, not wanting him to see the loss and uneasiness in her eyes.

She didn't know why, but she had a bad idea in her subconscious. This idea made her want to stop Leng Yeting from seeing Wen Yi.

But as she said just now, this is a matter between their mother and son. If it is really the last time, it is up to Leng Yeting to decide whether to see each other or not.

Therefore, she didn't want to tell Leng Yeting about her uneasiness.

"Let's go to sleep." Wei Yan raised a smile and looked up at Leng Yeting, "It's been a long time since I sent some dots to school. The little guy has an objection."

Leng Yeting nodded slightly: "Okay."

Place a very deep kiss on her lips.

Because he drank a lot, Leng Yeting woke up late the next day, and Wei Yan had already sent some food away.

Downstairs, Wei Yan stayed to serve breakfast, which was cooked very carefully, which shows his care.

The driver was waiting outside the door early. When he saw Leng Yeting coming out, he immediately left the driver's seat and opened the door for Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting still looked tired. After getting in the car, he said calmly: "Go to the Leng family mansion."

Wen Yi got up early. She changed her usual artist style and chose a very casual and relaxed spring shirt. She no longer looked young and elegant. Many days of inactivity made her slightly fat face look a bit swollen. The traces suddenly became heavier.

No wonder they say that people don’t grow old slowly, they grow old overnight.

Wen Yi looked at herself in the mirror and finally had a profound understanding.

She suddenly thought with some self-deprecation that if she looked like this, she would be able to blend in well if she went to square dance.

In the past, her self-control and elegance always made her feel incompatible with those square dancing ladies.

As I was thinking wildly, my phone suddenly rang.

Wen Yi lowered his head, and there were only three words on it: "He's here."

Wen Yi didn't reply and took a deep breath. She picked up a bulging bag on the sofa, opened the door and went downstairs.

The iron door downstairs has a code lock, but she doesn't have the code.

During this time, she was trapped in this single-family villa as if she were imprisoned in a castle.

Time passed little by little, and forty minutes later, Leng Yeting's figure finally appeared.