For the past half month, Ye Jingyan suddenly got busy, flying to various countries for business trips, leaving me with no time to accompany me.

Without Ye Jingyan, my appetite decreased a lot.

However, when I went to the hospital for a check-up, I found out that my anorexia had long been cured.

My poor appetite was because I was pregnant.

The child is already one month old, and I dare not tell Ye Jingyan about this.

While hesitating whether to abort the child, I saw the news that Qiao Yun was about to return from Germany.

Under her profile, many netizens mentioned her wealthy ex-boyfriend.

They envied Qiao Yun a lot, not only was she the young lady of the Qiao family, she was also a famous jewelry designer herself, and had a prince charming ex-boyfriend who dominated the scene.

I self-deprecatingly smiled, in comparison, I am indeed worlds apart from her.

No wonder she was the only ex-girlfriend Ye Jingyan ever admitted to, while I was just a canary kept in a cage.

My heart was filled with mixed feelings, suddenly remembering that the country Ye Jingyan was on a business trip to was also Germany.

In a corner of Qiao Yun's updated Weibo photos, I saw the scarf I gave Ye Jingyan.

"Ye Jingyan, what are you doing?"

He replied two hours later: "In a meeting."

"Do you like children?"

"...Disgusting."

It seems it's time to prepare an exit strategy for myself.

This child cannot stay.

I submitted my resume to several food companies, went for interviews at several places, momentarily forgetting about my pregnancy.

Ye Jingyan, who was far away in Germany, called to question me: "Wen Zhiyuan, are you looking for a job?"

I lied without blinking an eye: "You're not here, I was so bored, I just wanted to find something to do."

I said a few sweet words to appease him.

Later, I got the job, and during a meeting, I realized that this company was owned by Jiang Zhinian, my senior from university.

"I didn't expect to meet you here, we're colleagues now, I'll treat you tonight, would you like to have a drink, junior sister?"

Instinctively, I wanted to refuse, but my phone suddenly pushed a message about the internationally renowned designer Qiao Yun returning to the country.

I smiled and replied: "Sure, thank you, senior brother."