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

After the call ended, Leng Yeting looked down at the phone and handed it back to Wei Yan.

Wei Yan said uncomfortably: "I don't want Diandian to know that I'm pregnant."

"Then don't tell him."

"Ah."

Seeing that Wei Yan still looked ugly, Leng Yeting felt unbearable. He put the remote control in Wei Yan's hand and said, "Watch TV for a while."

Wei Yan tried her best to cheer up and smiled at Leng Yeting: "Okay."

Not long after, Leng Yeting's assistant came up to get the car keys.

As soon as he left, another assistant brought the meal.

Considering that Wei Yan wouldn't have much of an appetite now, Leng Yeting specifically ordered to give him a small amount, only a small portion of preserved egg and lean meat porridge, half a corn, an egg and a cup of soy milk.

After receiving it, Leng Yeting walked to the hospital bed and raised the nursing table. Wei Yan opened the lunch box and said with a smile: "Why does it look like breakfast?"

"Do you have an appetite?" Leng Yeting asked.

Wei Yan nodded, but one of her hands was still hanging water, and the other hand couldn't remove the plastic box cover at all.

Leng Yeting reached out and opened the lid. The porridge inside was still steaming, and a delicious aroma of porridge came to his nostrils.

Wei Yan, who felt like she had no appetite just now, suddenly felt a little greedy.

After Leng Yeting took away the lid of the box, he went to get the spoon that Wei Yan was about to pick up.

Wei Yan was stunned, then he raised Leng Yeting's hand to scoop up a mouthful of porridge, put it in front of his lips and blew it gently. When he felt that the temperature was about the same, he personally fed the money into Wei Yan's mouth.

Wei Yan's face suddenly turned red.

This action was almost normal to her before the divorce, but now, why did she suddenly feel uncomfortable with it.

"If it's still hot, fill it up." Leng Yeting's voice sounded very gentle.

Wei Yan nodded: "Yeah, okay."

She opened her mouth and drank the porridge.

Leng Yeting continued to feed the second mouthful of porridge, taking care of each mouthful carefully and blowing away the scalding heat.

But Wei Yan felt that he seemed to have blown all the heat into her heart.

There was an indescribable warmth surging towards her limbs, making her whole body feel as light as stepping on cotton.

Leng Yeting fed him another mouthful of porridge and found that Wei Yan's eyes suddenly turned red.

Leng Yeting's hand stopped for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Wei Yan reacted, shook her head, lowered her eyes and ate the mouthful of porridge.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Leng Yeting was still looking at her without blinking. Wei Yan raised her eyes to meet his: "Don't think too much about it, there is nothing wrong with my body."

She just suddenly had a very strange feeling. After thinking about it for a long time, she figured out that this feeling was called fate.

She was sure that Leng Yeting still believed that she and Ye Xingchi had something, but under the premise of this belief, Leng Yeting was still taking care of her.

The fate of the two of them may be destined to be tied together. Whether Leng Yeting loses his memory or is tricked by others and adds undue emotions, the two of them will eventually hold each other's hands again and become inseparable.

Wei Yan lowered his eyebrows and smiled again, his smile getting deeper.

"Are you stupid?" Leng Yeting asked.

It seemed like he was calling her stupid, but his tone was full of endearment.

Wei Yan still smiled and opened her mouth: "Ah——"

Leng Yeting lowered his head angrily, scooped up a mouthful of porridge, blew on it, and then brought it to her mouth.

Wei Yan ate it and said with a smile: "Yes! President Leng personally fed the porridge. It is delicious and fragrant. It may be the attribute bonus of the president's halo!"

Leng Yeting was a person who didn't laugh easily, but Wei Yan's words made him laugh uncontrollably. He raised his lips and revealed a smile.