After the first day of rebirth

Chapter 641 Who is sick?

She looked at herself firmly, and said softly: "Zhang Xinrui, if you are destined to not live to be 26 years old, it doesn't matter, does it, at least...at least, you have a husband, a child..."

Zhang Xinrui originally spoke comforting words with the corners of her lips raised, but when Cheng Jingtai and Cheng Jiwen were mentioned, her tears fell uncontrollably again.

She covered her red lips with her hands to keep herself from crying, but the grief couldn't be reduced by half.

"Xin Rui, are you alright?"

Outside the door, Cheng Jingtai's deep and pleasant voice came.

Zhang Xinrui quickly wiped away her tears with a tissue and took a few seconds to calm down before answering outside the door: "It will be fine soon."

Without further hesitation, Zhang Xinrui took a towel and soaked it in hot water, wiped off all the tears on her face, and put on another layer of powder, her complexion looked much better.

With a sound of "squeak!", she opened the door.

"Okay!" There was a charming smile on her face again.

Cheng Jingtai leaned gracefully by the door frame and waited for her. When he saw her come out, he stretched out his hand to hold her.

Zhang Xinrui clasped fingers with him very greedily.

The two returned to the hall hand in hand.

Cheng Jiwen was like a living treasure, making everyone laugh out loud.

Everyone in the hall, including the servants, looked at him with smiles.

At this moment, he was sitting on Qiao Qingwan's lap, Qiao Qingwan hugged him, her eyes were glued to his body.

Cheng Jingtai didn't get close to her, but Cheng Jiwen was not afraid of strangers, "Grandma" and "Grandma", her heart was as sweet as eating honey.

Zhang Xingran also really likes Cheng Jiwen, but thinking that he is the son of Cheng Jingtai and Xinrui, he couldn't help feeling lonely.

Seeing Cheng Jiwen sitting on Qiao Qingwan's lap, Cheng Jingtai frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Jiwen, come down."

Hearing this, Cheng Jiwen raised his head to look at him and Zhang Xinrui, he slipped off Qiao Qingwan's lap, ran over in a few steps, hugged Zhang Xinrui's thigh, and looked at her worriedly: "Mom... "

Zhang Xinrui knelt down, touched his round head, and raised the corners of her lips: "Jiwen, mom and dad are going to the hospital, so you can play with grandpa here first, okay?"

"Why did you go to the hospital? Mom, are you sick?" Cheng Jiwen looked at her puzzled, and asked crisply.

"No, children don't care so much, go play with grandpa." Zhang Xinrui's hand fell on his little shoulder and patted it.

"Oh..." Cheng Jiwen nodded obediently.

Qiao Qingwan's original smile froze when she heard Cheng Jingtai's voice, and then Cheng Jiwen also slipped off her lap. She felt as if her heart was empty all of a sudden.

She heard several people's conversations, and quickly stood up: "Who is sick?"

Hearing this, Zhang Xinrui shook her head at her, but said nothing.

"Xinrui, Jingtai, what's the matter?" Cheng Changhui stood up anxiously.

"It's okay, Dad, it's just a routine physical examination." Cheng Jingtai comforted Cheng Changhui.

However, there was some drumming in his own heart.

"Xin Rui, are you really okay?" Zhang Xingran looked at Zhang Xin Rui worriedly.

Her reaction in the lobby just now was really strange.

"Brother, I'm really fine..." Zhang Xinrui shook her head lightly.

Her charming eyes were tightly locked on Zhang Xingran's body.

If history does repeat itself...

Brother time is running out...

Thinking of this, Zhang Xinrui couldn't help but feel a throbbing pain in her heart.

(End of this chapter)