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

Liao Jingfang saw that Wei Yan was in a very bad mood and hurriedly took the transfer contract and left.

Wei Yan watched the door close, and then fell down on the sofa. She raised her hand to cover her abdomen, took deep breaths, and tried to calm down her emotions.

Her hand kept stroking her painful abdomen, "Baby, don't be angry, none of us are angry, it's not worth it...relax..."

Even though he said this, Wei Yan was leaning on the back of the door and sliding on the floor, her face already filled with tears.

Judging from Liao Jingfang's attitude towards her over the years, Wei Yan had doubts that she was not her biological child.

But if she was adopted, if Tan Yuexiu knew about it, there would have been a huge commotion.

Moreover, Wei Feng was very kind to her. He was a completely qualified father. Even Wei Feng didn't understand why Liao Jingfang didn't like Wei Yan.

They could only comfort themselves that maybe Liao Jingfang favored sons over daughters and liked boys, so she treated Wei Jun, her nephew, better than Wei Yan, her biological daughter.

Wei Yan did not expect that this was the story of Liao Jingfang's selfish behavior.

She adopted herself just to fulfill her own lies and to maintain her life. Even if it was Wei Feng she loved, she would continue to deceive him for decades.

Wei Yan thought of her careful ways to please Liao Jingfang, her self-doubt, and her envy of the mothers of other children when she was a child.

She always thought that she was not good enough, so her mother didn't like her enough.

It was because she was not a boy that her mother favored Wei Jun...

It turns out that everything is just a lie, and she is just the most absurd and sad part of this lie.

The reason why Liao Jingfang dared to tell her this secret was because she knew that she couldn't bear Wei Feng's sadness and would not tell her about it.

As long as she lay on the sofa and sat on the ground, Wei Yan shed tears until Wei Feng called.

Wei Yan hesitated for a while, cleared his throat, and then picked up the phone: "...Dad."

This simple word made Wei Yan's suppressed grievances overflow.

Wei Feng on the other end seemed to be very happy and did not notice Wei Yan's abnormality. He just said happily: "Yan Yan, come home for dinner tonight. Do you still remember the donor who donated the building that dad mentioned to you before? Today He will come to our house for dinner in the evening. You have learned a lot outside, so come and chat with him."

Wei Yan frowned subconsciously.

She wanted to refuse, but when she thought of the back figure she saw at school that day, she couldn't help but hesitate.

She whispered: "Is it just the donor?"

Wei Feng said excitedly: "Yes, we talked about a topic at school today, which was very speculative. I took the initiative to invite him to my house for dinner, but I didn't expect him to agree immediately."

Wei Yan briefly asked about the situation, feeling increasingly weird.

She had shamelessly inquired about the investor's identity and background before, but the other person seemed to have been on guard for a long time, and found out nothing except his surname Leng.

Fortunately, the other party gave me real money, and a new work team was arranged to be responsible for supervising the construction of the teaching building here.

Although she didn't want to face Liao Jingfang at all, Wei Yan decided to go back.

She went upstairs with a pale face, and when she opened the door, she saw that the so-called donor was already sitting in the living room.

His high-end handmade custom-made clothes are incompatible with the slightly old house, but he behaves very casually and naturally, as if he is at home.

Wei Yan stood quietly at the door, meeting his eyes, with only a silent scream in her heart.

Leng Yeting! !

It's really him! !

Why did he come! !

On the other end, Wei Feng was still introducing enthusiastically: "Mr. Leng, this is my daughter Wei Yan. She also worked in Ancheng a few years ago, and she finally came back recently."

With a decent smile on his face, Leng Yeting extended his hand to Wei Yan politely and distantly: "Hello, Miss Wei. I am Leng Yeting."

Wei Yan: "??"

Seeing Leng Yeting pretending not to recognize him, Wei Yan subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

Wei Yan stretched out her hand and shook it with a smile: "Mr. Leng, hello."

He looked like a well-dressed beast, polite as if it was really the first time they met, and polite as if it was really a coincidence.

If his fingers hadn't lightly scratched her palm, Wei Yan would have believed it.