When the gatekeeper wanted to ask carefully, the housekeeper of the Xia family just saw that Xia Zhenai came back, and he was very happy to step forward and concealed the opening: "... are you coming to my young lady?"
Xia Zhen Ai's eyes flowed, nodded.
The housekeeper walked upstairs with Xia Zhenai, and said lowly, "Miss Er, fortunately you come in time, the young lady just returned."
Xia Zhenai frowned: "Sister didn't go home last night?"
The housekeeper sighed: "The young lady hasn't returned home in the evening, and she doesn't know what she is busy. Sometimes I still get back in alcohol, alas ..."
Xia Zhenai's heart sank ...
At this time, the housekeeper took Xia Zhenai to Xia Ziqing's room and said to her: "Miss Er, go in yourself, it is estimated that the young lady is still resting."
Xia Zhenai nodded.
After the housekeeper left, Xia Zhenai knocked on the door gently.
Half a noise, no response came in it.
Xia Zhenai was a little uneasy, so he didn't want to push the door.
When I walked into the bedroom, I didn't see Xia Ziqing's figure.
When Xia Zhenai wanted to turn around and left, he heard the sound of water from the bathroom.
Then I knew that my sister was taking a bath.
Xia Zhenai returned to her, walked back to the bedroom and waited. When she was boring, she looked around.
Hey, she raised her eyes inadvertently, and at a glance, she saw a exquisite box that was thrown in the corner.
Xia Zhenai walked over with curiosity, leaned down and picked it up, hesitating half of the ghost opened, but found that it turned out to be a exquisite diary.
Is it my sister's diary?
Suddenly--
Along with a tingling, a kind of familiar and fragmented fragments flashed across their heads.
Xia Zhen's heartbeat accelerated, forcing the pain in his brain, and couldn't wait to open his note.
Look at the words of the words above.
The tingling is intensified, and the sight is stunned.
[XX year x month x day, week x, weather is overcast. Today, it is contradictory with him. I know that I can't get pregnant and always want to conceive the baby's decision. However, I always have a firm in my heart.
The child who is pregnant with Haoxuan.]
Seeing this, Xia Zhen Ai trembled at the bottom, as if there was something constantly lost.
Hao Xuan's child?
Sister really would rather be pregnant with Leng Haoxuan's child regardless of her illness?
Xia Zhenai felt suffocating breathing at once, and couldn't help but look down ——
[XX year x moon x day, week x, the weather is fine. The moon is late, I am looking forward to it, this time, I can hide Hao Xuan's pregnant baby.]
Xia Zhenai changed his color, and he was slightly tight when he was holding the laptop.
Still pressing the roll of the bottom of my heart to turn the next page-
[XX year x moon x day, week x, the weather is fine. I think the happiest in this life is only two things. One is Hao Xuan a year ago.
Xuan's child.]
Hao Xuan's child?
These words are like a heavy bomb that bombed in Xia Zhenai's mind, making her mind blank, and she couldn't think of anything. Her hands trembled slightly.
What is going on?
Is my sister pregnant with Leng Haoxuan's child?
Looking at the words above, it seemed to see a bit of familiar bit of past, making Xia Zhenai seem to be out of breath.
His eyes were blank and his hands were weak.
The notebook immediately landed, and continued to lift up with the wind, making a sound.
Xia Zhenai froze for a moment, blankly, and looked at it, but found ...