Peach Blossom Pregnancy, Farm Stay

Crowne Plaza Qingcheng, luxury suite on the top floor.

This is the top five-star hotel in Qingcheng, facing the endless sea, and behind it is the center of this bustling city.The top-floor suite is surrounded by glass structures, and when you look around, you can have a panoramic view of everything in the world.

Zheng Xiaowu changed out of his suit and put on a white linen casual clothes. When he opened the window, he was greeted by the cool night sea breeze.The sky stretches as far as the eye can see, and the starlight of the sky glows above the dark ocean.

This is his first time in Qingcheng, a city he is already familiar with.A few years ago, someone really kept talking about this city in his ears.It is also a coastal city, but it does not have the strange feeling of swords and swords like Shanghai and Guangzhou. Coming here, he felt inexplicably at ease.

The breath of the ocean sneaked into the room silently, and the sea breeze blew up the white gauze curtain.Zheng Xiaowu frowned slightly, remembering the scene he saw at the intersection in the afternoon.

It's been five years, five years have not left a single trace on that man, and there is still a harmless smile on his face, but Zheng Xiaowu knows that the man's biggest weapon is not showing his emotions or anger.

He left without saying goodbye five years ago and has not heard from him until now. Zheng Xiaowu didn't understand that he was running away from him in such a hurry. Maybe something happened after he was drunk that night, but even so, he didn't even have the chance to shake hands and say goodbye. Leave it to him?Even if it is an ordinary friend, there will be the minimum courtesy.It seems that in his heart, Young Master Zheng is not even an ordinary friend.

For these years, Zheng Xiaowu has been unable to understand this question. If Chen Weiran hadn’t been thrown abroad by Zheng’s father soon after he left, otherwise, with Zheng Xiaowu’s temper, even if he had searched the whole of China, he would have spared no effort to put him in the wrong place. find out.

But it seems a bit late now.The little boy next to Chen Weiran also looks to be four or five years old, so he should be his son, right?This man is really amazing, he got married and had children so soon, Zheng Xiaowu couldn't learn such a psychological quality.

The more Zheng Xiaowu thought about it, the more he had a headache, as if his head was going to explode.In the past few years, he struggled in the turbulent and weird family power, learned to pretend, learned to perfunctory, and forced himself to hide his emotions and anger, but Mr. Chen lived happily and contentedly.Zheng Xiaowu's mood at the moment was like eating a sugar-coated pepper, the sharp contrast of his taste buds made him almost unbearable.

Zheng Xiaowu was lying down with all his clothes on, on the spacious and exquisite big bed, and that figure was always in his mind.

"Dangdangdang." The crisp knock on the door woke Zheng Xiaowu up from his chaotic thoughts.

After the knock on the door, a woman's voice came from outside the door. "Mr. Zheng, Room Service."

Zheng Xiaowu couldn't care less about eating, so he refused, but the knock on the door kept going, Zheng Xiaowu frowned, got up and opened the door.

Zheng Xiaowu just wanted to find a punching bag to vent, but when the door opened, he saw a bunch of flowers covering his eyes.

A little boy's voice shouted, "Surprise!"

Zheng Xiaowu took the flowers, and standing in front of him was none other than his cousin Zheng Xiaoxiao and her son Duan Xiaojie.

"Da Zheng!" Duan Xiaojie looked at the serious Zheng Xiaowu, and called out obediently.

Zheng Xiaowu slightly raised the corner of his mouth, "You are well-informed."

Zheng Xiaoxiao was wearing ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes, a tube top mini dress, and her hair neatly combed into a ponytail behind her head, looking like a fashionable hot mom.

"Hey, Young Master Zheng, who messed with you again, so unhappy?" Zheng Xiaoxiao knew her elder brother too well, but among the juniors of the Zheng family, Xiaoxiao and Zheng Xiaowu were the closest. A few years ago, Zheng Xiaoxiao was studying in Australia. After graduating from university and returning to China, he brought back a child. His father is Zheng Xiaowu’s second uncle. After hearing the news, he was furious at first, but was persuaded by Xiaoxiao’s mother to study abroad. I haven't learned anything in these years, and I don't suffer from abducting a foreign man, but I didn't expect that Zheng Xiaoxiao abducted a Chinese man.Not only did Xiaoxiao not abduct a foreigner back, but he even dragged his family along with a Chinese man to settle in Qingcheng.Zheng Xiaowu's second uncle and aunt directly said that this daughter was raised for nothing, but fortunately they have a well-behaved and smart grandson, so the old couple felt much more at ease.

During the years of studying abroad, Zheng Xiaowu kept in touch with her a lot, so even Zheng Xiaoxiao came up with a lot of ideas about Zheng Xiaowu's fake marriage.

Zheng Xiaowu took Duan Xiaojie from Hot Mom, and said to Zheng Xiaoxiao, "No one messed with me, I'm a little tired recently. The company's affairs are endless, you know."

"Xiaojie, you have grown a lot." Zheng Xiaowu turned Duan Xiaojie and said with a smile.

"Big Daddy, you are much more handsome." Duan Xiaojie replied with a smile.

Zheng Xiaowu asked him again, "Who is this little mouth for? He really can talk."

Duan Xiaojie said solemnly, "If Chen Xixi knew that I have such a handsome man, he would definitely not tell me how handsome his father is, but his father is indeed very good-looking, just like the one on TV. It looks like a real person."

Zheng Xiaowu was at a loss, obviously, the amount of information in Xiaojie's words had exceeded the level that Young Master Zheng could accept.

"It's all right, son, go and play for a while by yourself, don't give me so much nonsense."

Duan Xiaojie sighed, muttered, "Okay", and then ran to the sofa to watch TV.

Zheng Xiaowu picked up two exquisite goblets from the coffee table, "Lafite?"

Smiling and nodding, "Just one o'clock, I still have to drive."

The translucent red wine was poured into the glass, and Zheng Xiaowu asked, "Where's Duan Haozhe?"

Zheng Xiaoxiao walked over to pick up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and then walked to the sea view window, "I'm working overtime in the hospital, I'm free, I heard from grandpa about your flight today, and as soon as I inquired about it, I thought about giving you a surprise Woolen cloth."

Zheng Xiaowu nodded, and casually took a sip of red wine, "How is grandpa? I plan to visit him tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

Zheng Xiaoxiao replied: "Grandpa looks good recently, the timing of the operation is not yet available, the result of the expert consultation is to wait, the neurosurgery department of Qingcheng No.1 People's Hospital is the top in the country, besides, there is still Haozhe there Well, don't worry."

Mr. Zheng suffered a stroke a month ago and suffered from mild cerebral hemorrhage. Considering his age, he had to stay in the hospital for observation. He was originally in Beijing. Later, Duan Haozhe’s tutor when he was studying abroad happened to come to China for a visit. Duan Haozhe simply left his tutor in the hospital. The hospital brought the old man over from Beijing by the way. In addition, Qingcheng is close to the sea, so the environment is good and suitable for health care. The most important thing is that the old man didn't know why. I am looking forward to it, and wish the sooner the better.

Only then did Zheng Xiaowu feel relieved, "That's good, Grandpa will rely on you." Zheng Xiaowu picked up the wine glass and signaled Zheng Xiaoxiao to clink it.

Xiaoxiao also raised his glass, "Brother, I'm out of touch with you, but grandpa misses you a lot. When you get old, you just miss this and that all day long. You even mentioned Xiao Chen to me that day."

Zheng Xiaowu drank it all in one gulp, the cold and astringent red wine passed through his mouth, rushed straight into his heart.

Zheng Xiaowu put on a nonchalant look, as if the next sentence had nothing to do with him, "I saw him today, and he lives in this city. In fact, I expected it a long time ago. How could he be so family-loving? Maybe get used to life in other cities.”

"Then you plan to find him? In fact, Chen Weiran is a nice person. If it wasn't for this relationship, maybe I could become good friends with him." When Zheng Xiaoxiao said this, he subconsciously looked at Zheng Dashao's icy face Face.

"Of course I want to find him, he still owes me something!"

Zheng Xiaoxiao felt a cool breeze in an instant, and the air was almost freezing.

Zheng Xiaoxiao didn't want to pour cold water on him, but out of concern, he advised him, "Qingcheng is so big, where do you go to find him? You don't even know where he is now."

Zheng Xiaowu looked a lot more relaxed, holding on to the railing with both hands, looking at the endless sea in the distance, "Didn't you often say that there is something called fate in the world? Maybe I can meet him when I go out tomorrow. It's not impossible." Zheng Dashao had a smirk on his face as delicate as a knife, and Zheng Xiaoxiao beside him shuddered.

"Brother, actually, what I want to say is that this sentence was also told to me by Chen Weiran!"

Young Master Zheng: "..."

"Mom, mom, I'm sleepy." Duan Xiaojie nestled on the sofa, eyes bleary.

Upon hearing this, Zheng Xiaoxiao agreed, then turned around and said to Zheng Xiaowu, "Brother, we are going to leave, we have a meal together when we have time."

Zheng Xiaowu: "I'll give you a room, so you can sleep here so late."

Zheng Xiaoxiao raised the corner of his mouth, "Xiaojie accepts the bed, anyway, it's not far away, it's okay."

Zheng Xiaowu was worried, and his tone seemed to be an order: "Then you two take a taxi back and leave the car at the hotel."

Xiaoxiao had no choice but to nod, and picked up her son from the sofa. The mother and son said goodbye to Zheng Xiaowu and left the hotel.

Zheng Xiaowu finally felt a lot more relaxed. He suddenly felt that his head was not as painful as before. Anyway, they both already lived in the same city. Why was he so anxious? Chen Weiran, Chen Weiran, it's still a long time. Let's wait and see.

Chen Weiran sneezed suddenly, Xie Xie's little head popped out from under the quilt, opened his sleepy eyes and glanced at Dad, then continued to sleep soundly.

Chen Weiran lightly pressed a kiss on his son's forehead, thinking: Sweet dreams, son!