After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

Cheng Yang didn't like Zhou Ruoqi at all, and today at Zhou's house, Zhou Ruoqi fell down on his own, but he and Cheng Xing took the blame, and Cheng Xing was bullied by his mother.

Cheng Yang hated Zhou Ruoqi even more.

He couldn't accept the fact that his beloved mother was holding the person he hated the most.

Zhou Ruoqi was frightened and woke up in her sleep, tears falling down her face.

Cheng Yang was so angry that he shouted, "This is my mother, my mother."

Cheng Zhiwei held Zhou Ruoqi in one hand and Cheng Yang in the other, and kissed him hard on the forehead: "We Yangyang are awake. Grandma is making small cakes. Do you want to eat?"

Cheng Yang will not be diverted.

He climbed onto the sofa and squeezed into Cheng Zhiwei's arms with all his strength. He was bound to squeeze Zhou Ruoqi out of Cheng Zhiwei's body.

Finally, he successfully hugged Cheng Zhiwei's neck and made faces at Zhou Ruoqi, who was squeezed out and could only sit on the sofa.

Zhou Ruoqi didn't want to cry, she looked very pitiful.

Cheng Zhiwei stroked Cheng Yang's hair helplessly and explained patiently: "Qiqi just fell asleep. Mom was afraid that he would catch a cold, so she hugged him. Is Yangyang jealous?"

"Don't steal my mother." Cheng Yang shouted to Zhou Ruoqi with a stern face.

Zhou Ruoqi stole He Yuming's father, and Cheng Yang felt a sense of crisis.

He wants to protect his mother.

Cheng Zhi smiled and said, "Obey Yangyang, the grandfather of the family we were visiting before was sick, and Qiqi's father went to the hospital. We had no choice but to let Qiqi play in our house. We are not trying to take away our mother. Don't worry. Bar."

"You are my mother's favorite baby, and she will always be by your side."

Cheng Yang was immediately happy and kissed Cheng Zhiwei's face.

Cheng Zhiwei put him down and said, "Grandma is making Xiaofa Cake. Go try it. It's delicious."

Cheng Yang's eyes brimmed with tears and he ran to the kitchen, "Grandma, make cakes, make cakes."

Cheng Zhiwei held Zhou Ruoqi's hand and said softly: "Qiqi, do you want to eat fat cake?"

Zhou Ruoqi shook his head.

He was actually a little hungry, but he was taught not to eat at other people's houses, so he had to endure his hunger.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't expose his lie, so she got up and went to the kitchen.

Zhou Ruoqi sat alone on the sofa and sniffed slightly. He secretly raised his eyes to look at Cheng Zhiwei in the kitchen.

In the short period of time he just slept, he felt a tenderness that he had never experienced before.

He suddenly envied Cheng Yang for having such a gentle mother.

And his mother would never be so gentle to him, and would even show an expression of disgust from time to time.

When they were alone together, she would never tire of telling him to be a good and obedient child, to make his father happy and his grandparents happy.

As for whether he is happy or not, no one cares.

"Qiqi, the cake is delicious." A gentle voice suddenly rang in my ears.

Zhou Ruoqi raised her head blankly, meeting the gentle eyes and the soft and sweet cake on her lips.

Zhou Ruoqi subconsciously held it in his hand and ate it in small bites.

Really sweet.

Cheng Yang had already finished two pieces, and took another piece while squeezing it. When he saw Zhou Ruoqi, he immediately glared at him unhappily, "Hey, Zhou Ruoqi, I don't want your father, and you can't steal my mother."

He is a man and speaks his mind.

Zhou Ruoqi looked at the hair cake in his hand, turned to look at Cheng Zhiwei, and said softly: "Auntie, Cheng Yang pinched the hair cake."

Cheng Yang roared "Ah": "Zhou Ruoqi."

He actually complained.

For wasting food, Cheng Yang was slapped several times, the rice cake in his hand was pinched out of shape, and he was forced to eat it.

Cheng Yang disliked Zhou Ruoqi even more.

No matter how you look at it, it’s not pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Cheng Xing woke up, rubbed his eyes and got into Cheng Zhiwei's arms.

"Mother."

"Xingxing is awake, do you want to eat steamed cakes?" Cheng Zhiwei was particularly patient with her little daughter. She always felt that Cheng Xing was so weak now, and she had a big responsibility.

If she had eaten more and supplemented her nutrition during pregnancy, maybe Cheng Xing's health would have been better.

Cheng Xingyan shook his head.

Cheng Zhiwei touched Cheng Xing's head and felt that she had a fever.

She asked Guo Cuihua to help get a thermometer.

Cheng Yang was still angry: "It was Zhou Ruoqi who bullied Xingxing, and Xingxing got sick."

Zhou Ruoqi stood there helplessly and said, "I'm sorry."

"I don't like you." Cheng Yang said to Zhou Ruoqi harshly, "You are not allowed to come to my house in the future."

"Yangyang, stop talking, you're scaring your sister." Cheng Zhiwei pulled Cheng Yang back.

What Cheng Yang said might be too cruel for Zhou Ruoqi, but she couldn't blame Cheng Yang because Cheng Yang was trying to protect Cheng Xing.

But Zhou Ruoqi had already apologized, and the fault was with Xu Zhenzhen. Zhou Ruoqi stood there dryly, which was pitiful.

She could only divert Cheng Yang's attention.

As expected, Cheng Yang stopped yelling, sat closely next to Cheng Zhiwei, and asked worriedly: "Mom, will Xingxing be okay?"

"Well, it'll be fine."

The temperature measured was close to 38 degrees, and Cheng Xing indeed had a fever.

Cheng Zhiwei touched Cheng Xing's hands and feet, but they were not warm.

Her heart sank, Cheng Xing was afraid that she would have a severe fever.

She was about to say that she would take Cheng Xing to the hospital when Zhou Lin came back.

Zhou Ruoqi threw herself into his arms aggrievedly, "Dad."

Zhou Lin touched his hair, and when he saw Cheng Xing nestled in Cheng Zhiwei's arms, he immediately knew something was wrong: "What's wrong with Xingxing?"

"I have a fever." Cheng Zhiwei picked up the child.

Zhou Lin had already reached out to take it. Cheng Xing fell asleep in a daze, with abnormal whiteness on his soft face.

"Go to the hospital." He said solemnly.

"I'll just take her there myself." Cheng Zhiwei didn't want Zhou Lin to help, so he just took Zhou Ruoqi back.

"Don't argue about this at this time." Zhou Lin frowned and said in a more serious tone, "I'll ask Zhang Yuanheng to arrange for a doctor to wait immediately."

Cheng Zhiwei didn't dare to waste time and could only follow.

Zhou Ruoqi's eyes were red, "Dad."

He knew that if he didn't speak, he would be forgotten here by Zhou Lin.

He's not trying to fight for anything, he just wants to follow his father.

Cheng Zhiwei thought for a while and simply brought Cheng Yang with her to prevent Cheng Yang from being angry at home.

When he arrived at the hospital, Cheng Xing was already feeling hot.

The doctor quickly gave her a fever-reducing injection and did another examination. Cheng Zhiwei hugged Cheng Xing and sat on the sofa, while Cheng Yang and Zhou Ruoqi sat obediently opposite.

Zhou Lin is on the phone.

Zhang Yuanheng came in with the test results. When he saw the woman and the two children on the sofa, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Just because he helped Cheng Zhiwei hide the twins three years ago, Zhou Lin directly cut his hospital investment in half.

He had been miserable these past three years.

Fortunately, Cheng Zhiwei finally came back with the child.