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

Wei Yan felt that it was not practical to not let them in. With the shamelessness of this family, not letting them in would make them look embarrassed outside the gate.

There were many guests in the lobby, and Wei Yan ordered Uncle Bing to send these guests away as quickly as possible.

After she called Leng Yeting, she told Uncle Bing that she was going to take Diandian back upstairs.

Diandian suddenly took her hand: "Mommy, I don't want to go back."

Wei Yan said softly: "Why don't you reply?"

Diandian frowned: "Mommy, they are bad people. I want to watch these bad people get beaten by Dad."

Wei Yan: "..."

Wei Yan touched her precious son's head and did not criticize him for the undesirability of violence. Instead, she praised him: "Dandian punishes evil and promotes good. Diandian is awesome."

There was a voice outside the door. It was Leng Xinyue's shouting: "Why are you leaving in such a hurry? You all can stay!"

There were still a few guests who didn't leave immediately, and those who were about to leave looked up at her.

Leng Xinyue was dressed in black, wearing a black gauze hat on her head, carrying a big-name bag worth hundreds of thousands, and walked in with cold eyes.

In addition to Jiang Xiangming, Leng Tianrui, and Mu Wenwen, there were more than thirty men in black suits who came with them this time.

In other words, thugs.

Those guests looked at Leng Xinyue and felt that they could neither stay for a while nor leave.

Wei Yan opened his mouth to help them out: "Director Lin, Manager Hu, please go back first."

"Whatever you say, they are all members of my Leng family, not outsiders," Leng Xinyue said to them, "Stay here so you can be a witness!"

Director Lin and Manager Hu were still preparing to leave with their wives and children, but were stopped by the people behind Leng Xinyue.

"Mr. Leng," Director Lin looked at her sweatingly, "We just came to see the chairman. We have something to do at home now, so we have to go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Yan suddenly shouted sharply: "Uncle Bing, start the live broadcast, live broadcast on the entire network! I want to see if this crazy woman Leng Xinyue dares to cause trouble in front of the whole country!"

Leng Xinyue was startled and looked at Wei Yan with wide eyes. She didn't expect that she had such a hand.

Uncle Bing responded: "Yes!"

"Wei Yan, how dare you! You don't want Leng's stock market anymore!"

"Don't you want an audience and witnesses?" Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, "I do as you wish."

Leng Yeting's voice sounded coldly from the south door of the hall: "Really, how much do they want?"

Everyone looked there and saw that Leng Yeting did not come alone. With him, there were also men in black clothes behind Leng Xinyue, and there seemed to be even more people.

Leng Xinyue's eyes immediately looked towards her son, her eyes seemed to say, asking him to use his mobile phone to call more people over.

Leng Yeting strode forward, with a slender and straight posture and cold eyes. Then his black eyes glanced at Jiang Xiangming who was standing behind Leng Xinyue.

Jiang Xiangming had always hated him, but after receiving such a sharp look from him, the sharp pain in his ribs started to feel faintly, and Jiang Xiangming subconsciously took a step back.

Leng Yeting looked at him and said, "If you don't have a long memory, why do you dare to come?"

Jiang Xiangming didn't want to come either, but Leng Xinyue couldn't stand it and insisted on insisting.

In fact, Leng Xinyue didn't want to come to cause trouble, but Mr. Leng's funeral was a big event. If she really didn't come, she would become the subject of criticism in the future.

Also, once Mr. Leng dies, the Leng family's property rights will have to be redistributed legally. She finally has the entire Leng family in her hands, but she doesn't want her months of hard work to be wasted and her efforts to fall short.

So she had to come today.

"Aren't you going to start a live broadcast," Leng Xinyue looked at Wei Yan, "Let's go, let me see if your husband, Leng Yeting, dares to continue to use violence in front of everyone!"

Her eyes turned to Leng Yeting with disgust.

Wei Yan smiled and said sweetly: "Didn't you see the head count on the field? We have the advantage now. Why should I make myself uncomfortable? Uncle Bing."

Uncle Bing said: "Young madam, I am here."

"Block all base station signals in your home."

Uncle Bing said: "Yes!"

Leng Tianrui, who was typing quietly, was stunned and looked towards Wei Yan.

A woman who was almost 30 years old stood in a brightly lit mourning hall with a plump face that looked like she was in her early 20s, but she said shameless words.

And just for a moment, his mobile phone showed that the message failed to be sent.

The signal grid above is cleared to zero.