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

Wei Yan scolded Leng Yeting and went directly into the restaurant.

In order to avoid the embarrassing situation of rushing to pay the bill later, Wei Yan went directly to the front desk and prepared to pay the bill.

However, as soon as the table number was reported, the cashier smiled and said: "Mr. Leng already gave the order when he came, and today's expenses are all on his account."

Wei Yan frowned subconsciously and looked back in the direction of the dining table.

Leng Yeting had already returned to the dining table and was slightly lost in thought as he thought of something.

He seemed to notice her gaze and glanced up at her.

Wei Yan turned his gaze away first.

She said to the cashier: "Please give me a receipt."

Although the cashier was a little surprised, he still gave her the receipt.

Wei Yan glanced at the amount, put the receipt into his pocket, and then returned to the table.

The two returned to the restaurant one after another.

After Wei Yan came back, Fu Mo Sheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the ambiguous look in their eyes.

Wei Yan's expression was a little pale, and Leng Yeting didn't say anything.

After several people finished eating, Wei Yan happened to receive a call from the company. After saying goodbye to several people, he hurried back to the company.

Ji Liang glanced at Leng Yeting and saw that Fu Mosheng seemed to have something to say with him. He took the car keys and went to the parking lot first.

Leng Yeting and Fu Mosheng slowed down a few steps and followed behind. Fu Mosheng raised his hand and poked Leng Yeting: "Are you relieved? I'm living well abroad and no one will bully me."

Leng Yeting lowered his eyes and smiled: "I know."

Fu Mo Sheng looked at Leng Ye Ting and frowned unhappily: "Seeing you do this for a woman..."

Leng Yeting slightly raised his chin and pointed in Ji Liang's direction.

Fu Mo suddenly said: "Tsk..."

Who will God forgive?

The two suddenly laughed.

Wei Yan returned to the company and was busy dealing with things. When she finally finished her work, it was already a few hours later.

After remembering it, she quickly picked up her phone and found Leng Yeting's account number.

No contact after two years.

Her mobile phone has also been replaced with a new one a long time ago.

The interface is blank.

Wei Yan didn't expect that reopening the conversation would be because of this kind of thing. She was slightly stunned when she looked at the phone interface, and then typed: "Mr. Leng, lunch fee."

After saying that, she directly transferred the amount for lunch to Leng Yeting and gave her a round amount.

She didn't explain much, but she thought Leng Yeting should understand.

However, long after the message was sent out, Wei Yan continued to receive messages from other people, but Leng Yeting did not reply for a long time.

Wei Yan frowned, reminded herself not to be emotionally involved by Leng Yeting, and put down the phone.

Because someone caused trouble on the day of the live broadcast, the Diandian Secretary Training Center became an instant hit and received a lot of attention.

Wei Yan was invited to attend the Anseong Talent Promotion Conference.

If we successfully reach strategic cooperation with other companies, secretaries from those companies will be directly sent to Diandian Secretary Training Center to participate in training. Diandian can even directly recommend secretaries who have been trained by them to work in these companies.

This opportunity was rare. Wei Yan prepared for several days in advance before attending as scheduled with the materials.

However, as soon as she entered the venue, she immediately saw Leng Yeting sitting in the first row... and Mu Wenwen next to him.

The transfer sent was neither rejected nor claimed.

Until the time is up, it is automatically returned.

Leng Yeting expressed his attitude silently by ignoring him.

Therefore, after Wei Yan saw Leng Yeting, he was stunned for a second, then pretended not to see him and went straight to his seat.