After the first day of rebirth

Chapter 163 Xingran, let's go home
Seeing Zhang Xingran approaching from a distance, the two of them felt even more nervous. Even Fu Fangyuan's lips were trembling slightly.

Zhang Xingran greeted the two with a smile all over his face. Out of politeness, he held some gifts in his hand: "Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu."

"Xingran, here we come, let's go in!" Qiao Qingwan couldn't hold back her tears after all.

Zhang Xingran naturally saw Qiao Qingwan's strangeness. He was standing at the door. He was taller than Fu Fangyuan. Although he was thin, he didn't look thin. It was the thin and tall appearance that girls like nowadays.

Looking at such a beautiful Zhang Xingran, Qiao Qingwan finally couldn't help it, and didn't care about the presence of servants. She hugged Zhang Xingran and cried bitterly: "Xingran..."

Zhang Xingran was at a loss for a while, he turned his head to look at Fu Fangyuan, unexpectedly Fu Fangyuan also had tears in his eyes.

Several people entered the house.

Qiao Qingwan's mood finally stabilized a bit, she looked at Zhang Xingran with loving eyes.

Fu Fangyuan handed the paternity test form to Zhang Xingran.

Zhang Xingran took it in doubt, and he saw the names of him, Fu Fangyuan and Qiao Qingwan written on it, in black and white, it clearly stated that the parent-child relationship was as high as 99.18%.

Zhang Xingran stared blankly at the piece of paper, with a look of incomparable surprise on his face: "This is it?"

Could it be that he is the son of Fu Fangyuan and Qiao Qingwan?

How can it be?

He is just from a small southern town, no, he doesn't know where he is from, and he must have no memory of what happened when he was a child.

"Son, we have been looking forward to you for 15 years, and you are finally back. You have suffered outside these years..." Qiao Qingwan held Zhang Xingran's hand, and tears flowed out again uncontrollably.

Zhang Xingran still didn't wake up from all this, he looked at Fu Fangyuan, Fu Fangyuan's face was full of love: "Son, go home, we need you, Fu needs you!"

what?
Fu?

Zhang Xingran was still in shock, and indeed, he always had an indescribable intimacy with the two people who claimed to be his parents in front of him, but why did he become the only son of the Fu family?

"Old Wang, go and get the young master's childhood photo album." Although Qiao Qingwan ordered the housekeeper, she kept looking at Zhang Xingran, as if she couldn't get enough of it no matter how she looked at it.

The photo album was brought soon, Qiao Qingwan pointed to one of the photos and showed it to Zhang Xingran: "Xingran, this is you, this is the year you lost, when you were ten years old."

Zhang Xingran's eyes fell on a photo. The photo was well framed, but it could be seen that it was a bit old. Someone must have taken it out to look at it and rubbed it constantly, which would produce such an effect.

The little boy in the photo, with a slight smile and a very gentle look, is somewhat similar to Zhang Xingran at the moment. After all, he was already ten years old at that time, and no matter how his appearance changed, it would not be too big.

"You... are really my father and mother?" Zhang Xingran was still not sure.

"Xingran, come home, we will give you the best and make up for the suffering you suffered outside." Fu Fangyuan said.

At this moment, Zhang Xingran's heart seemed to be in turmoil. He finally found his parents.

"Dad, Mom." Zhang Xingran called softly.

"Hey!" The three hugged each other and cried together.

...

Zhang Xinrui saw this explosive news while browsing Weibo in Zhang Huiyang's recording studio.

(End of this chapter)