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

Wei Yan read the email and called Zhan Beiming back.

Zhan Beiming answered immediately: "Have you received the email?"

Wei Yan said in a low voice: "Zhan Beiming, it's me."

Her voice also sounded a little hoarse, more so than heavy.

Zhan Beiming said in a deep voice: "Miss Wei? Why is it you?"

"What happened just now?" Wei Yan asked directly, "What did you and Leng Yeting talk about on the last phone call?"

"This one……"

Zhan Beiming was not sure whether to let Wei Yan know, after all, she and Leng Yeting were now divorced.

Wei Yan said in a deep voice: "Zhan Beiming, Leng Yeting passed out just now. He has been troubled by headaches recently and is now undergoing examination inside. I need to know what triggered him this time. Pain, it’s important to me and it’s important to him.”

Zhan Beiming was stunned: "Ye Ting fainted?"

"He fainted from the pain." Wei Yan emphasized.

Zhan Beiming was silent, but soon he said, "Okay, I'll tell you everything that happened."

There was actually nothing special about the conversation, not even a few sentences. After Zhan Beiming finished speaking, he recalled it and said, "Ye Ting was very calm before. When problems really started to arise, I mentioned the Leng family's maid."

Wei Yan said in a deep voice: "Maid..."

"Ah."

Speaking of the Leng family, it was at the Leng family that Leng Yeting got into trouble.

Also, Hao Yuxue pretends to be a maid.

Wei Yan's voice was very cold: "Thank you."

After ending the call, Wei Yan thought for a while, turned on her phone and found Leng Wuyou.

Leng Wuyou had just finished taking a shower. He was not in a very happy mood and came out gloomily. As soon as he heard movement on his cell phone, Leng Wuyou ran over immediately.

He thought it was Fu Chuan, but it turned out to be news about Wei Yan, but Leng Wuyou was also very happy about Wei Yan's news.

After reading Wei Yan's message, Leng Wuyou typed: "Yan Jinni, I have an impression. Should I check it now?"

Wei Yan thought for a while and said: "Be careful not to alert the enemy. Check her recent activities and work scope and see if we can get some surveillance."

"Okay!" Leng Wuyou replied, "Sister Yan Yan, don't worry. Since Uncle Bing's death, I have completely changed the security system. Now these security guards can be completely trusted. It will be very difficult for the other party to take advantage of the surveillance again!"

Seeing the word "Uncle Bing", Wei Yan sighed softly and replied: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard!"

After sending it, Leng Wuyou paused and couldn't help but ask again: "Sister Yan Yan, do you have any news about Fu Chuan?"

Wei Yan thought for a while and said, "I know that there is also a person who went to Atlanta. Let me ask him."

"Okay!" Leng Wuyou said happily, "Please, Sister Yanyan!"

Speaking of which, there has been no news from Song Zhi for a while, but Song Zhi is always in contact with Leng Yeting. Judging from Leng Yeting's life focus during this period, it doesn't look like something happened to Song Zhi.

But perhaps because Leng Wuyou repeatedly emphasized Fu Chuan, Wei Yan was beginning to worry now.

I hope Fu Chuan is okay.

After Leng Yeting finished a set of examinations, he was still in a comatose state.

After he was sent back to the nursing bed in the ward, Wei Yan was so distressed that he wiped the sweat from his pain.

I had never seen Leng Yeting feel so uncomfortable before.

Even in her bedroom before, he had never been in pain to this extent.

At this time, the screen of her mobile phone lit up, and Wei Yan immediately went over to pick it up.

It's the test report sent by the hospital.

Wei Yan reached out and slid her hand, her eyes extremely serious.

Judging from the data alone, Leng Yeting's problem was not big. She was initially worried that there might be something growing in his brain, but luckily there wasn't.

But this makes it more difficult to treat.

Wei Yan turned her head and looked at Leng Yeting on the bed, feeling deep distress in her heart.