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

The girls on the other side of the phone were waiting, Guo Jun's fingers tapping very neatly.

Fu Ci watched quietly. Suddenly, Guo Jun encountered a problem. A window popped up on his computer, and a permission was set, requiring Guo Jun to enter a password, and he only had three chances.

Guo Jun's fingers stopped on the keyboard for an instant, frozen.

Fu Ci looked at him, Guo Jun licked his lips, and said to the girls who were still waiting on the phone: "Well, I have some technical troubles. I need to crack a password."

Ye Qingyin said: "How long will it take?"

"Hmm... not sure, because there are only three chances. If you lose wrongly, there may be terrible results."

Ye Qingyin and Ji Liang looked at each other.

Ji Liang said: "Then, okay, hang up now, and tell us when you have news."

"Ah."

After ending the call, Guo Jun looked at the computer screen and felt troubled.

Fu Ci suddenly said from the side: "You and Ye Qingyin, your relationship sounds good?"

Guo Jun looked up at him and smiled: "It's not bad, I was bumped into by her a few times, and I had to rely on her to cover up."

"How many times? What did you bump into?"

Guo Jun knew the relationship between Fu Ci and Ye Qingyin, and the revolutionary friendship between him and Diandian was no longer a secret, so he simply told Fu Ci everything.

Fu Cixiao: "Indeed, apart from being a little crazy, she is also quite righteous."

Seeing that Guo Jun was still stuck on the input box page, Fu Ci said: "Slowly crack your password. I won't bother you anymore. I'm leaving."

"Let's go, goodbye!" Guo Jun waved.

It was getting dark, and Wei Yan had been in the study, waiting for the call and reminiscing.

Leng Yeting sent people to Pucheng to connect with Wu Liangjie, and together they went to the key places in Ning Xilin's memory.

Leng Wuyou's surgery was still going on, and there was no information available to Wei Yan.

The coffee in Wei Yan's hand was already cold. She stared at it intently, her thoughts gradually becoming empty.

There were footsteps outside the door, which were familiar to her. Wei Yan was a little surprised. She looked up and saw that the person who appeared was indeed Leng Yeting.

"Why are you back?" Wei Yan put down the cup in her hand and stood up to greet him.

Leng Yeting came over: "Well, I'm not going to the dinner tonight."

"No, let's go to Mr. Zeng's place."

"It's okay," Leng Yeting looked at her and said, "Have you been in a daze all afternoon?"

"...can you betray me a little bit?"

"This is not called betrayal." Leng Yeting corrected his wife's use of words towards her son.

Wei Yan smiled and rested her head on Leng Yeting's shoulder: "I still haven't figured it out. Obsessive-compulsive disorder is a bit uncomfortable."

"I'm sure I haven't seen this figure from behind, so if I want to help you in this matter, I can only help you catch her before you recall this person."

"I'm still waiting for the call," Wei Yan said, "from Wuyou's side, from Pucheng's side, from Guo Jun's side, from Xiaoyue's side, and from Ji Yan's side."

"Busy man." Leng Yeting pinched her face gently, bent down and kissed her lips.

Feeling that one kiss was not enough, he suddenly raised his hand, hugged her waist, and hugged her whole body.

As if she had body memory, Wei Yan jumped onto his waist and smiled against his forehead: "No, Diandian is like a little scout now, he may come over at any time."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone rang suddenly.

Wei Yan heard the sound and was about to jump down to get it, but Leng Yeting hugged her with one arm and went to get the phone.

Just as he clicked on the speaker, his own phone rang.

Leng Yeting had no choice but to put Wei Yan down and answer the phone.

As a result, the voice from his cell phone and the voice from Wei Yan's speaker rang at the same time.

"Mr. Wei, Leng Xinyue committed suicide."

"Mr. Leng, Leng Xinyue committed suicide."