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

Wei Yan glanced at her and quickly slipped into the car while no one was paying attention.

And inside the Ji family.

Leng Yeting was sitting on the sofa in the living room, drinking tea with the Ji family.

Although the Ji family and his wife are not in Ancheng and are not engaged in business, they still know Leng Yeting's identity.

Leng Yeting was still carrying a few gift boxes in his hand and said politely: "Dr. Ji Yanji went to Ancheng before and helped me a lot. This time I was in Pucheng on business and stopped by for a visit. I don't take the liberty of disturbing you."

Mr. Ji smiled and said: "What's wrong with you? Mr. Leng is a busy man. It's an honor for us to come to your door. The medical book you gave Xiaoyan is of great use to us."

Leng Yeting cooperated with the social talk and continued to bring the topic to Ji Yan. He looked at his watch and pretended to be surprised: "It's already this time. Doctor Ji is still busy in the hospital?"

When Ji Yan was mentioned, the Ji family couple couldn't help but frown.

Mrs. Ji was both proud and distressed at the same time: "To tell you the truth, we haven't seen anyone else for a long time. Last time he told us that he had a project and went to study abroad. There has been no news since."

Leng Yeting smiled and praised a few words, and then heard Mrs. Ji looking towards the second floor and saying with a smile: "Yaoyao, you have figured it out. Come on, come on, this is Mr. Leng Yeting."

Leng Yeting turned back following Mrs. Ji's line of sight, and widened his eyes slightly after seeing the light yellow figure walking downstairs.

Mrs. Ji quietly studied his gaze, beckoned Ji Yao to come to her, and then introduced to Leng Yeting: "Mr. Leng, this is my daughter Ji Yao."

Ji Yao looked at Leng Yeting, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, I'm Ji Yao."

Leng Yeting narrowed his eyes, stretched out his hand and touched her finger in a gentlemanly manner, but it was gone at the first touch.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly: "Hello, I'm Leng Yeting."

A blush appeared on Ji Yan's face, and he sat down next to Mrs. Ji. He couldn't help but quietly raised his eyes to look at Leng Yeting, feeling unusually nervous and expectant.

Mrs. Ji and Mr. Ji sitting next to them are both fine people, so you can't tell that the atmosphere is a little unusual.

Mrs. Ji was completely satisfied with Leng Yeting's demeanor.

She exchanged glances with Mr. Ji, and then took the initiative to let Ji Yao take Leng Yeting around Ji's house.

Ji Yao stood up and Leng Yeting followed her into the small garden of the villa.

When only the two of them were left around, Leng Yeting suddenly whispered: "Miss Ji..."

Ji Yao looked up at him.

Leng Yeting whispered: "You and my wife look very similar, almost exactly the same."

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "Mr. Leng, I didn't expect that a person of your status would have such an old-fashioned way of striking up a conversation."

Leng Yeting curled his lips, and then walked closer to her step by step.

Ji Yao was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help but feel a bit of warmth on her face.

As he got closer and closer, Ji Yao subconsciously took two steps back until she could no longer retreat and leaned against the bench in the small garden.

Leng Yeting narrowed his eyes, then slowly raised his hand, pinched her chin with two fingers, and looked at her face.

Ji Yao trembled slightly, raised her head and looked at him nervously and expectantly: "Leng...Mr. Leng, what are you going to do?"

The atmosphere is somewhat ambiguous.

"Ha." Leng Yeting chuckled, and the slightly sarcastic and sexy chuckle instantly broke the ambiguity in the garden.

Leng Yeting looked at her with critical and disgusting eyes.

He let her go, took out his handkerchief, wiped his fingers, and then said calmly: "No matter how similar it looks, it's just a low-quality product that failed to imitate."

Ji Yao's face instantly turned pale, and she looked at Leng Yeting angrily: "I don't know what you are talking about?! Mr. Leng, is it too rude for you to suddenly come to my house and tell me that you don't have these things?! "

Leng Yeting glanced at her coldly and allowed her to jump around in anger. He only said lightly: "Your family? If you steal someone else's things, you will have to pay them back sooner or later. You are a counterfeit."

Leng Yeting left Ji Yao's house and threw the handkerchief into the trash can, as if he accidentally touched the trash when his fingers touched Ji Yao.

He took a few long steps and reached the parking spot.

Scanning his eyes from the trunk, Leng Yeting drove directly and drove away from Ji's house.

After driving for a few minutes, Leng Yeting parked the car on the side of the road, got out of the car, walked to the trunk, and opened the trunk directly.

After seeing the curled up woman clearly, he raised his eyebrows with a smile in his eyes: "Come out."