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

Leng Tianrui heard his voice and was half drunk.

He looked at Leng Yeting awkwardly: "Brother...why did you suddenly do it..."

Leng Yeting looked at him indifferently: "Xiao misses my woman, are you worthy of it?"

Only then did Leng Tianrui realize that what he just said had been heard by Leng Yeting, and his expression changed.

Leng Yeting has been cold-hearted and cold-blooded since he was a child, and his methods are very powerful.

Even his mother Leng Xinyue was a little afraid of him, let alone Leng Tianrui.

He had committed a crime before, and although his mother had paid to settle it, Leng Yeting said that he had been thrown abroad for three years. Only recently did Leng Yeting finally allow him to return to China.

It was precisely because of this that Leng Tianrui hated Leng Yeting in his heart.

However, no matter how dissatisfied and resentful he was in his heart, on the surface he was still as cowardly as a grandson.

Leng Tianrui's expression changed, and he quickly showed a flattering attitude: "I was just joking because I drank too much, how dare I touch your woman."

As he said this, his eyes lingered on Wei Yan for a moment, his eyes sinister.

Wei Yan was sensitive to the man's eyes and quietly hid behind Leng Yeting.

Leng Tianrui originally came here with a few friends, but now that he was looking weak, those friends looked at Leng Yeting's face and quickly dragged him away.

Only the two of them were left. Wei Yan struggled to free her wrist and pulled her hand out of Leng Yeting's palm. She lowered her eyes and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Leng, for helping me out."

Leng Yeting looked back at the pale woman next to him and found that she always seemed to have a bad look during this period.

The soft touch on his palm dissipated, and he twirled his fingertips, not happy.

The woman who claimed to be his, Leng Yeting, just now, is now eager to clear up the relationship?

Leng Yeting lowered his eyes: "Secretary Leng's ability to burn bridges across rivers is getting better and better."

Wei Yan smiled and stabbed back calmly: "This is nothing like burning bridges. It's capricious at best. It's all Mr. Leng's good teaching."

Leng Yeting looked at her sharp-tongued appearance, suddenly approached, and leaned close to her.

Wei Yan subconsciously leaned back a little and looked at him defensively: "What are you doing?"

He didn't speak, just stared at her closely, his eyes focused and serious.

Wei Yan felt guilty at the sight of him, and felt a little... uncomfortable for no reason.

Cheeks flushed slightly.

She reached out and pushed his chest: "Why are you crazy?"

Leng Yeting looked at her shy cheeks and suddenly smiled softly: "Why are you shy? You think I want to kiss you?"

Indeed, for a moment, she had such an illusion.

When Leng Yeting mentioned the central issue, Wei Yan blushed even more and became even more embarrassed and annoyed: "I didn't!"

Leng Yeting didn't listen, but continued: "Or are you actually waiting for me to kiss you?"

Wei Yan looked up at him.

She had to admit that no matter what time, he was like poison that penetrated into her bones and heart, making her heart throb uncontrollably.

The man's handsome face was right in front of her, and there was a smile on his lips because he captured some of her thoughts.

She only had to stand on tiptoes to kiss him.

For a moment, she did want to do it.

But she just lowered her eyes quickly: "Mr. Leng, stop joking."

If a Xiaomi is used for four years, it can be a beautiful story of long-term love. If a Xiaomi is used for forty years, it will become a joke.

He is Leng Yeting. The Leng family will not agree, and neither will he himself.

And she... wouldn't allow herself to be in that situation again.