Qin Gengxin’s Dissapearance I

It was a text from Wei Zhengsheng, a text message from an hour ago. Xian Guiying only saw it now.

She smiled with gratitude and replied, "There's no need. It's already fine."

Afterward, she contacted her friends. While she was waiting for news, she went to the resting room to lie down. 

Xian Guiying didn't know if it was because she was pregnant or what, but she felt that she had recently been having a low fever, dizziness and was very tired.

With a slight itch on her nose, Xian Guiying opened her eyes sleepily and saw Qin Wenqian's cute little face in front of her. The little girl was lying beside her with a piece of paper in her hand, stroking her mother's nose and face from time to time.

"Little Scoundrel." Xian Guiying didn't know whether to laugh or cry as she took the paper slip from the girl's hand. She sat up slowly because her waist was hurting. She glanced at the paper slip in her hand and threw it into the basket beside the bed.