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

Wei Yan looked at Leng Xinyue coldly, then looked at Jiang Xiangming and Leng Tianrui over there.

When their wife and mother were being held hostage by Leng Yeting like this, the two men felt like they were watching a show, which was also ridiculous.

Leng Xinyue struggled for a long time, slid down the ice bed, and lay down underneath, crying loudly.

Leng Yeting put one hand in his trouser pocket and looked at her coldly: "You are a filial daughter. You left my grandfather alone in Zigui Sanatorium and left him, an old man, to fend for himself there. Are you a filial daughter?"

Leng Xinyue cried, stopped, and looked at Leng Yeting with eyes stained by tears.

"Have you been to Zigui Nursing Home?" Leng Yeting asked.

Leng Xinyue has never been there. Jiang Xiangming is responsible for everything.

She stiffened her neck and shouted: "What does it mean to fend for yourself? Isn't it better to go to a sanatorium? Once the old man's identity is revealed, no one can hold him in his hand and support him!"

"There are housekeepers, servants, and such a big house at home, why do you want to send him to a nursing home! Why!" Leng Yeting suddenly shouted.

When he thought of his grandfather's appearance before he died, the violent emotions in Leng Yeting's chest could not be suppressed.

Leng Xinyue was frightened by him.

The entire mourning hall was as silent as cicadas.

Only Wei Yan, with slightly red eyes, looked at Leng Yeting without blinking.

The death of Mr. Leng really hit him hard. Wei Yan didn't dare to imagine how painful his heart was.

Looking at Leng Xinyue's face, Leng Yeting suddenly felt disgusted. He turned his back and said coldly: "Song Zhi, give her the photo."

Song Zhi walked over quickly, took out a stack of photos and threw them in front of Leng Xinyue.

Leng Xinyue's fingers were trembling, she lowered her head and picked it up, her eyes wide open in shock: "This, this is..."

Song Zhi replied: "This is Zigui Sanatorium."

The furnishings are retro, but that's the splendor on the outside. The interior is actually an old-fashioned decoration from the [-]s and [-]s, with tawny strips of wooden boards all split and warped.

Leng Xinyue read one after another, her fingers shaking violently.

Leng Yeting's voice was as cold as a spring: "Leng Xinyue, you are so filial. You left an old man as old as grandpa in such a humid and dark environment, and you still have the nerve to tell me that others praise him." In the palm of your hand?"

Song Zhi looked at Leng Xinyue and said, "We will publish these photos on the board of directors."

As soon as she heard the words "board of directors", the regret and remorse that floated in Leng Xinyue's heart disappeared. She said nervously: "Who knows if this photo was caused by you? You, Leng Yeting, are covering the sky with one hand in Ancheng. You want to commit fraud. , you won’t be able to do it?”

There was sudden movement outside the south door. Leng Xinyue and everyone in the hall looked and saw a dying figure, like a ball of sack, being dragged in from the outside.

Wei Yan still raised her hands to cover Diandian's eyes out of habit.

Little by little, I took off my mother's finger and must look at it.

Wei Yan was stunned when she recognized who that person was.

Diandian also recognized it: "Mommy, it's Butler He!"

Butler He was dragged over, and the two men loosened their grip and threw him in front of Jiang Xiangming.

Leng Xinyue looked at Butler He on the ground, and subconsciously, she looked up at Jiang Xiangming.

Jiang Xiangming also recognized who this person was, and his face turned pale.

However, no matter how frightened he was, he still grasped his size after having been acting all his life, and looked at Leng Yeting angrily and confusedly as if he had changed his face: "Leng Yeting, what do you mean?"

Leng Yeting didn't want to say a word to this person.

Song knew: "Butler He, please tell me."

Everyone looked at Butler He, and some people discovered why Butler He looked like a sack.

His arms showed a very strange shape, and they were actually broken alive!