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

Leng Yeting did not answer, but said with cold eyes: "Get out."

Wei Yan was a little discouraged.

Finally it was time to get off work, and Wei Yan packed her things and prepared to leave.

The agent just contacted her, and the buyer of a house was very satisfied with it. They agreed to go over to interview and sign the contract after get off work.

As a result, as soon as she packed her things, Song Zhi walked out of the office and walked straight to her desk.

Wei Yan looked at him numbly and said before he spoke, "I have something to do."

Song Zhi pretended not to hear and continued: "Secretary Wei, Mr. Leng has an entertainment and asks you to go with him."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said in a voice that only she could hear: "Secretary Wei, you'd better... don't go against him."

Wei Yan smiled self-deprecatingly, bitterly: "I don't have that ability."

Leng Yeting squeezed her to death as easily as squeezing an ant to death.

How dare she.

Wei Yan turned around and went downstairs with her bag. On the way, she sent a message to the agent, asking him to ask the buyer to sign the contract first and leave the information. She could go over and sign later.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Leng Yeting was already in the car.

When he saw her getting into the car, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Wei Yan was not in the mood to curry favor with him and just sat aside in the car.

Song Zhi, who was in charge of driving, only felt that the air pressure in the car was a little low, and he silently did not dare to say a word.

When they arrived at the place, Wei Yan followed Leng Yeting to the box. When she saw her collaborator, her heart suddenly sank.

This partner is nearly 50 years old and his surname is Ding. The company is very large, but his character is not very good. He is known to love to play with women.

The last time we talked about cooperation, he kept looking at her with leering eyes.

However, because she was Leng Yeting's woman, she didn't dare to do anything.

And now... Leng Yeting knew what the other person's eyes meant and brought her here.

Wei Yan felt a chill in her heart.

Those present are all human beings.

When the man named Ding saw Wei Yan, his eyes lit up. After greeting Leng Yeting, he stared at Wei Yan: "Secretary Wei, we meet again."

Wei's face was impeccable, and he smiled politely and distantly: "Hello, Mr. Ding."

She wanted to go and sit next to Leng Yeting, but Mr. Ding signaled that another woman had already taken her seat.

Leng Yeting just took the hot towel handed over by the woman and wiped his hands with great grace, as if he was unaware of the undercurrent here.

His acquiescing attitude made Ding even more courageous.

Mr. Ding grabbed Wei Yan's wrist and smiled warmly and ambiguously: "Come on, Secretary Wei, sit next to me. Stop clinging to Mr. Leng. Mr. Leng is already with you. Don't be a light bulb." "

Leng Yeting glanced up at her with a half-smile.

With her identity, she couldn't afford to offend any of the people present.

Wei Yan had no choice but to sit down next to Mr. Ding, but she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

In her worried heart, Wei Yan felt her leg under the table suddenly being touched.

She raised her eyes and saw Mr. Ding smiling at her, and his movements under the table were even more bold. He even stretched out a hand and placed it on her leg, trying to reach underneath her.

"Mr. Ding!" Wei Yan's whole body was numb and she quickly called out to him!

Mr. Ding smiled: "Secretary Wei, what's wrong?"

The people at the table were joking among themselves, as if they didn't see the movement here.

Wei Yan felt desperate and stepped aside, avoiding his hand calmly, and then took the initiative and said: "I'll toast you with this cup."

Mr. Ding took his hand out from under the table, picked up the wine glass, and gave her an unclear look.

His hand didn't reach down any further, but he drank her wine one glass after another.

Wei Yan had developed a good drinking tolerance over the years, but her physical condition was different after pregnancy. In the end, she was so drunk that her whole body became weak and she felt a little dizzy.

She thought she was drunk, but gradually she felt her body feel slightly warm, and there was even a familiar strange feeling in her lower abdomen.