Chapter 571 Grandma
"He loves you so much...Even an outsider like me can tell that he has had a bad life these past few years." Sister Yan sighed.

A trace of guilt flashed across Zhang Xinrui's face, and she said softly, "I know, I'm too selfish."

Sister Yan finally calmed down her excitement and restored her usual aloof temperament. She patted Zhang Xinrui on the shoulder: "Just come back! Miss Mandala! Welcome back!"

Zhang Xinrui nodded.

If the thing she feels most guilty about in the past few years is probably the harm she did to Cheng Jingtai.

With such a mood, Zhang Xinrui went back to the villa.

She walked in all the way with her skirt lifted, with a slight smile on her face.

Before she entered the hall, she heard a familiar female voice.

The smile on Zhang Xinrui's face slowly disappeared, and her charming eyes looked at a noble and elegant middle-aged woman sitting on the off-white sofa with her back facing her.

She was wearing a lavender dress, her hair was rolled up high, and she was leaning forward slightly at this moment, chatting softly with Cheng Jiwen, who was like a little prince in front of her.

Cheng Jiwen smiled all over his face.

"Mom..." Cheng Jiwen watched her walk in with sharp eyes, and ran over immediately, hugging her thigh.

Children grow up fast, now Zhang Xinrui seldom hugs Cheng Jiwen, he is too heavy.

She squatted down and was level with him, with a loving smile on her face: "What are you playing? Dad hasn't come home yet?"

"I'm chatting with grandma! Dad hasn't finished get off work yet!" Cheng Jiwen said with a smile.

"Grandma?" Zhang Xinrui glanced at Qiao Qingwan who was smiling all over her face.

Qiao Qingwan can't let Qiao Qingwan know her identity, she must be very close to An Zhiruo now, but An Zhiruo... must not be as simple as it appears on the surface!
"The housekeeper said it." Cheng Jiwen looked at Uncle Liu with clear eyes.

Seeing Zhang Xinrui looking over, Uncle Liu quickly nodded: "Ma'am."

Zhang Xinrui couldn't figure out what Uncle Liu and Qiao Qingwan said.

"Miss Mandala, is this your son? Very cute." Qiao Qingwan walked over with a smile.

Zhang Xinrui stood up, with a proud smile on her face, she nodded: "Yes, my son."

"Jingtai...accepted you mother and son...I just heard you say that Jingtai is the father of the child..." Qiao Qingwan said a little uneasy.

Jingtai is so confused!
"What does Mrs. Fu think? Or do you think he should cling to the memory and wait for Zhang Xinrui for the rest of his life?" Zhang Xinrui asked tentatively.

Qiao Qingwan quickly waved her hand: "That's not what I meant..."

Zhang Xinrui breathed a sigh of relief, and cast a cold look at Uncle Liu, who quickly lowered his head.

My wife is no longer the innocent girl who cried when something happened to her four years ago.

Now the aura is so strong that if he just stares at him, he doesn't even have the courage to look directly.

"Since Jingtai is willing to accept you, I naturally have nothing to say, but...you will still have your own children sooner or later..." Qiao Qingwan hesitated to speak.

The Cheng family has been passed down for several generations. Naturally, it is impossible for the Cheng family to fall into the hands of a person with a foreign surname.

"Jiwen, go back to the room to play, and call Dad to ask when he will be home." Zhang Xinrui leaned over and patted Cheng Jiwen's small head.

Cheng Jiwen nodded cleverly, said "goodbye, grandma" to Qiao Qingwan, and then nimbly ran up the spiral stairs with his calves.

"Madam Fu is worried about the incense of the Cheng family?" Zhang Xinrui walked a few steps, sat down on the off-white sofa, and looked at Qiao Qingwan leisurely.

(End of this chapter)

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