What should I do if my ex-boyfriend is pregnant with my child?

Yang Bao knew that he was going to have fun with the big uncle, so he took out his car backpack and stuffed toys into it, full of interest.

Ji Yanqing supported his forehead beside him, "Father is going to work."

Yang Bao stuffed the duck's hand and looked at his father with big eyes and puffed cheeks.

What else can Ji Yanqing say?

"Then you bring your toys and play by yourself, and you can't disturb Dad's work."

Yang Baole nodded and stuffed the duck in his hand. There were too many things in it, and he struggled to stuff it in. The duck was stuffed in, but the chicken fell out. He squatted down to pick up the doll chicken again. The opening of the bag was too big, and all the contents fell out.

With a chicken in his hand, Bao Yang looked confused:  …

Ji Yanqing smiled unkindly at the side, Yang Bao was stunned for a while, and sat on the carpet with a puff, took the chicken and put it into the empty backpack, and pressed it specially, and then picked up his favorite toy on the ground and put it in it , Press it every time you install it.

Ji Yanqing was watching his son pretending to be a doll.The bag was bulging in the small backpack, and when the zipper was being pulled, Yang Bao looked terrified and saw that Ji Yanqing was very happy, covering the opening with his plump little palm, pulling it carefully, leaning over to check it every time it was tightened, Just like that, bit by bit.

As if he had done something important, Yang Bao patted his backpack and heaved a sigh of relief, the flesh on his cheeks trembling slightly.

"Father, let's go!" He said with special pride.

Ji Yanqing nodded, and walked out with a laptop, Yangbao followed behind with his car backpack on his back, his calf was stepping like a small motor.

Running to the front of Dad first, Yang Bao knew the room of the big uncle.

Stretching his arms, pointing his toes but failing to ring the doorbell, he looked back at his father pitifully.

Ji Yanqing held the laptop in one hand, and Yang Bao in the other.

This kid has gained a lot of weight.

Ding-dong-

Yang Bao, who successfully rang the doorbell, turned around and smiled happily at his father.The door opened, and Song Yang stood behind it.

"Come in."

Hearing the sound, Bao Yang waved his paw happily in his father's arms, and trembled fatly. Ji Yanqing let out a sound, his arm was a little weak, and without thinking, he let go of the arm holding the notebook to hug Yang Bao.

But for a moment, Song Yang's reflexes seemed to push him forward, his hands were fast, and his movements were just like instinct.

He caught the fallen notebook with one hand, and wrapped Ji Yanqing's waist with the other, holding him in his arms.

The tip of Ji Yanqing's nose was full of Song Yang's strange and familiar smell. Thinking that she was in Song Yang's arms, her heart throbbed, and her ears turned red uncontrollably.

Song Yang was also stunned.

Yang Bao was still in a dazed state, rubbing his head against Song Yang's chest, happily calling him big uncle.

Song Yang looked like he had just woken up from a dream, with a cold face, but when he saw Ji Yanqing's bright red earlobe, his throat felt dry.

The cold expression still loosened.

"Come in first." Song Yang took the lead and entered the living room with a notebook.

Ji Yanqing didn't dare to look at Song Yang's back, lowered her head, and pinched Yang Bao's ass.

"Meaty, Bao Yang is going to lose weight."

Yang Bao refused to agree as soon as he heard it, "I'm not fat!" He thought for a while with a sullen head, and said, "I know Dad, you must be the reason why you haven't eaten breakfast so you can't hold me. Not fat at all."

Ji Yanqing just teased his son to ease the embarrassment just now, and nodded immediately, "It's my father's fault, Yangbao is not fat."

Yang Bao pawed Ji Yanqing's face and kissed, happily said: "Daddy wants to eat a lot."

"Okay." Ji Yanqing put his son on the side of the sofa, and then looked at Song Yang, a little embarrassed, "Mr. Song, I need to bring my son with me for today's negotiation, but he is very good and won't make trouble."

Yang Bao nodded beside him, looking at Song Yang with big eyes, indicating that his father was right and he was very good.

Song Yang nodded, and had no objection to Ji Yanqing calling him Mr. Song, at least on the surface, so he called and ordered breakfast.

Putting down the phone, Song Yang added nonchalantly, "I haven't eaten yet."

But the portion was a lot, Ji Yanqing thought in his heart, but he didn't say it on the face.But Yang Bao next to him wouldn't look at him anymore, he let out a wow, and happily went to Song Yang, and introduced him solemnly, "Big uncle, the strawberry pie you just ordered is very delicious!"

Song Yang knew at a glance that the fat boy wanted to eat, and thought that the fat boy had a bit of taste.

Strawberry pie is indeed delicious.

When the breakfast was ready, Yang Bao glanced at the strawberry pie first, then stared intently at Song Yang with big eyes, "It looks very pretty, but I don't know if it tastes good or not."

Song Yang put a fork in his mouth with a deadpan expression and a perfect manner.

He squinted at Yangbao and said, "It looks good, but it tastes even better."

Baby Yang turned to look at his father bluntly, seeing that his rhythm was wrong!

Ji Yanqing glanced at Song Yang, this person is as childish as before, but he doesn't coax Yangbao, he can spoil Yangbao, but outsiders have no reason to spoil Yangbao.

Is it just that Song Yang is an outsider?

Song Yang noticed what Ji Yanqing meant when he looked at him, didn't he just want to say that he was childish in grabbing food from his son? !Unhappy in my heart, I lifted the lid of the small bowl in front of me blankly.

"You can't eat the pie until you're done."

Bao Yang's pitiful big eyes lit up immediately, he poked his head happily, and then the corners of his mouth quickly shrunk.

Carrot custard.

Ji Yanqing couldn't help laughing.

Bao Yang turned to look at his father as if asking for help, and then saw the smile on the corner of his father's mouth.

Song Yang thought to himself, boy, it's specially made for you, put more carrots, you're welcome!

"Hey, you can only eat pie after eating the custard." Ji Yanqing coaxed Yang Bao.

Yang Bao wanted to cry so much, but he was an older child, so he couldn't, so he held back, his face was bulging into a lump, and finally he ate the custard bitterly.

The atmosphere of the meal was much better because of Yang Bao, and after the meal, the two started to work.

Yang Bao circled a field with his small backpack on his back, started to take out the dolls one by one, and then chatted and had fun by himself, Ji Yanqing listened attentively at first.

"...You are now called Big Uncle." Yang Bao said seriously to the doll chicken in his hand, and stuffed the doll carrot into the chicken's mouth with the other hand.

Ji Yanqing: ......

Song Yang didn't hear it, all his attention was on Ji Yanqing.

Discussing the details of the cooperation case, Ji Yanqing can be said to be familiar with the big and small details, but Song Yang deliberately made things difficult. First, he said that there is a problem with the cooperation funds, and then pointed out the details of the creativity. In short, he just didn't want to make Ji Yanqing happy.

Yaoxing bought the copyright of an animation from Green. At the beginning, it was a series of ideas for this animation, but now it is said that there is a problem with the creativity. No matter how good-tempered Ji Yanqing is, she can't help but want to smash Song Yang's head.

Song Yang seemed to know what Ji Yanqing was thinking, smiled coldly, and said frankly: "I'm just looking for another job."

"The inability of the two parties to cooperate is not only our loss—"

"I don't care about that little money." Song Yang's eyes were cold, and he met Ji Yanqing's sharply. The aggressive gaze made Ji Yanqing subconsciously turn his head away.

Seeing Ji Yanqing's appearance, Song Yang smiled calmly, but there was no trace of a smile.

Yaoxing can afford to lose money, but Green can't afford to gamble. He has prepared so much in the early stage and pushed many other companies to cooperate. If the cooperation case is really because of him, Green will be really hurt this time.

Ji Yanqing can't cheat friends, especially friends who helped him in the most difficult time.

"What do you want to do, or what do you want me to do?" Ji Yanqing knew that it was impossible to persuade Song Yang by explaining that both sides of the cooperation would be beneficial, so he asked directly.

Song Yang didn't speak, and leaned back slightly, showing a calm posture of watching a show.

"If you don't want to see me, I can put someone else in charge—"

"Without you, there is no cooperation case." Song Yang cut off the words.

Hearing this, Ji Yanqing was silent for a while, and the two confronted each other.

"Or do you want me to kneel down?"

Song Yang had a mocking smile on his face, "Ji Yanqing, who is so noble in his bones, will also kneel down and apologize to me?"

Ji Yanqing frowned, her face moved repeatedly, but she didn't speak.

"Your usual trick." Song Yang sneered casually, and mocked: "I would love you five years ago, but now that you act like this, it will only make me think you are hypocritical."

boom!

Ji Yanqing stood up suddenly, and the chair behind her fell on the carpet because of too much movement, making a muffled sound.

Song Yang still had that mockery on his face, and Ji Yanqing's legs were slightly bent.In an instant, Song Yang directly grabbed Ji Yanqing's arm, pulled him closer, and said angrily, "Are you crazy?!"

"Don't you want to see me like this?" Ji Yanqing raised his eyes very indifferently, it can be said to be almost cold.

The atmosphere condensed, and Song Yang gritted his teeth earnestly, wishing to swallow the life in front of him alive. This man just spotted him, pinched his lifeline, and knew that his weakness was him.

"Father?" Yang Bao in the corner called timidly, his eyes full of worry.

Ji Yanqing was shocked when he heard Yang Bao's voice, he forgot that Yang Bao was still there——

Song Yang obviously knew what Ji Yanqing was worried about, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and said indifferently, "Your son is looking at you." He pressed against Ji Yanqing's ear, and said sinisterly, "You still want to be in front of your son. continue?"

"Your father and I were talking about something." Song Yang said perfunctorily to Yang Bao who was far away.

Yang Bao was worried, and looked at this side stubbornly, insisting on his father to say it himself.

Naturally, Ji Yanqing would not kneel down to Song Yang in front of her son, comforted Yang Bao, turned her head, and met Song Yang's eyes.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Song Yang suddenly raised a smile, a rare smile appeared in his cold eyes, but Ji Yanqing felt a chill run down his spine.

"Want to fuck you."