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

"Doctor Ji?" Wu Xinni asked with concern.

Doctors are not just grass and trees, but also people of flesh and blood. It is very common for doctors to be affected and develop emotions during treatment, especially for psychiatrists.

Wu Xinni didn't think much and went over to comfort her.

Ji Liang really knew Wei Yan. Ever since Ji Niannian mentioned Leng Yeting just now, Ji Liang had noticed something was wrong with Wei Yan.

Ji Liang took out a tissue and handed it over: "Yan Yan..."

Wei Yan reached out and hugged her, crying silently.

Leng Yeting's eyebrows tightened. Like Ji Liang, he also saw Wei Yan's emotions at the first time.

As smart as he is, an idea comes to him in an instant.

Leng Yeting pursed his thin lips, turned his head and spoke to Zhan Beiming, then turned around and went to the small conference hall.

It was still dark in Atlanta, and a message rang on his phone. Song Zhi, who had just finished working overtime, resisted the urge to yawn and picked it up.

The few words on the screen made him sleepless and his whole body froze.

After a pause, Song Zhi answered bravely: "Yes, Mr. Leng, she asked me."

That's why he never dared to contact Wei Yan and faced it with an evasive attitude.

Leng Yeting didn't reply.

Song Zhi waited and waited, feeling uneasy: "Mr. Leng?"

Leng Yeting sat at the conference table, his tall body slightly leaning on the back of the chair, his posture still upright, but showing a sense of weariness and laziness.

He looked at the green shade outside the window, his dark eyes as calm as a deep lake.

When Song Zhi received the message, he glanced at the word "Mr. Leng" on it and put the phone back on the table.

Not long after, Song Zhi's overseas phone call came.

Leng Yeting just wanted to be alone quietly at this time, but before pressing the button, he thought of the DNA data and picked up the phone again.

Song Zhi's voice was full of worry: "Mr. Leng, how did you... find out that she knew?"

"Some details."

"Then she...did she say anything?"

"No."

Song Zhi sighed softly and said: "Mr. Leng...it will be fine. Isn't the Xinghai already built?"

Leng Yeting said nothing and held his phone quietly.

After several seconds, Leng Yeting said: "The DNA data has exceeded the time I gave you."

Song Zhi's face showed helplessness: "Mr. Leng, it's really not that easy. The age of these human tissues varies. Some of them have even been frozen for thirty years. To put it harshly, they are old frozen meat. ”

"Where are Fu Chuan's data."

"There is still no way to determine the location of that piece of skin and flesh tissue..."

Leng Yeting frowned. At this moment, the door of the conference room was gently pushed open.

The person who came in was none other than Wei Yan.

The door was ajar, and Wei Yan happened to hear Fu Chuan's name outside the door. Now she stood at the door and looked at her, her big and bright eyes filled with worry.

Leng Yeting said calmly: "Yan Yan is here, I'll hang up first."

Wei Yan came over and said softly: "I came out to drink some water, and Zhan Beiming told me that you were here a few hours ago."

"Well," Leng Yeting gently held her hand, "Thank you for your hard work."

"I just heard you mention Fu Chuan at the door. Fu Chuan..."

"It's just a comparison of data. I can't give you accurate information yet."

Wei Yan nodded, her body moved forward, and she leaned tiredly against Leng Yeting's broad chest.

The scent of Leng Yeting's body was elegant and pleasant. Wei Yan closed her eyes, wanting to feel his presence in all directions.

"Yan Yan." Leng Yeting stroked her head gently.

Thinking that she knew everything, but she still tried her best to pretend to be ignorant in front of him. In addition to working hard for Ji Niannian in Feiyun every day, she also had to silently endure the grief in her heart...

Leng Yeting's heart tightened, he lowered his head and pressed his cheek against Wei Yan's hair, closing his eyes deeply.