Reborn Aristocrat: Return of the Vicious Heiress - Chapter 1942

Chapter 1942: Things Changed for Zhong Rufeng

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Plan S was like a huge net that loomed over everyone hiding under the country’s political shadows—no one could escape. Although Wen Xinya was nursing her pregnancy, she would still follow the news regarding this.

“Xinya, try these cheese rolls—cheese is rich in iron and is good for you.”

Recently, Missy’s appetite improved slightly and gradually ate more. Old Mr. Du said that this was a sign that the pregnancy was stabilizing and this made her very happy.

She had been researching all sorts of nutritious food these few days.

“Thank you, Mother He!”

Wen Xinya looked at the plate and saw that creamy yellow cheese had been sliced thinly, topped with cut lettuce, and rolled up—they looked extremely exquisite.

She took a piece of cheese roll and tasted a small bite. It melted in her mouth, was soft with a slight crunch, and mildly oily—however, the savory taste neutralized such oiliness.

On the whole, it was rather tasty.

Wen Xinya couldn’t help but take another bite when a sickening feeling filled her chest, headed straight for her throat, and made her cover her mouth and gag a few times uncontrollably.

Mother He saw that she turned pale and asked anxiously, “Xinya, what’s wrong? Do you feel unwell?”

After Xinya got pregnant, some of her symptoms were different from others. As the pregnancy had yet to stabilize, she had yet to have morning sickness. Thus, Mother He was very anxious.

Wen Xinya shook her head, drank a cup of water, and the sickening feeling in her chest dissipated. “I’m alright—probably not used to the cheesy taste and felt a bit sick.”

Seeing that she was alright, Mother He felt relieved. “It’s okay, I’ll make some other snacks for you.”

Mother He went to the kitchen and got busy.

Wen Xinya was browsing a few pages of a magazine when knocking sounds were heard from the door of the ward. Wen Xinya thought that Zhou Tianyu and the rest were here and hurriedly answered the door.

The door swung open and Zhong Rufeng walked in instead.

Like before, he wore a pure white shirt paired with formal pants—the simplest black and white color combination, yet inexplicably elegant, classy, gentlemanly, and handsome.

Wen Xinya was slightly shocked. “Senior Zhong, what brings you here?”

Time and years of being in the political field added a sense of composure and firmness to Zhong Rufeng. Amidst his mild gorgeousness, there was a tinge of subtle harshness which made him even more attractive.

She could still remember his face vividly. Despite the years that passed, he was still that Zhong Rufeng that she first met at the Zhong Family.

Over the years, she and Zhong Rufeng were both busy with their respective work and gradually lost contact.

A hedge kept the friendship green!

Even though they lost contact, their friendship lingered.

“The news of your pregnancy is really well-hidden. I only knew about it after I heard Grandpa mention it today and especially came to visit you.”

Zhong Rufeng carried an exquisite fruit basket and held a bouquet of gentle crepe myrtle flowers before him. The plum, violet, fiery-red, and silvery-white colored flowers hung by the branches gorgeously—it was peerlessly beautiful.

Wen Xinya stuck her tongue at him. Instantly, the crepe myrtle flowers in his embrace attracted her gaze and she couldn’t help but praise. “The crepe myrtle flowers are so beautiful.”

Only then did it struck Wen Xinya that crepe myrtle flowers were in season in June. She loved crepe myrtle flowers—previously, at Lan Feng Institute, she could frequently be found at the crepe myrtle flowers trail when they were in season.

Zhong Rufeng placed the flowers that he was hugging into her embrace. “They were picked from the crepe myrtle flowers trail at Lan Feng Institute. I knew you’d love them.”

He had confirmed that crepe myrtle flowers didn’t pose any harm to pregnant women.

Upon knowledge of her pregnancy, despite Zhong Rufeng’s open-mindedness, he couldn’t help but feel complicated emotions. Previously, the gentle young lady who bloomed gorgeously in his life had completely walked out of his life and gradually became distant to him.

Alas, it had been more than ten years. He couldn’t help but revisit that old place—the feelings then had also completely changed.

As Wen Xinya hugged the flowers, her mood was lifted by their radiance and gorgeousness. “Seems like the crepe myrtle flowers along the trail in Lan Feng Institute are still blooming as well as before.”

She couldn’t help but recall the magnificent scene when Zhong Rufeng first brought her to the crepe myrtle trail—it was probably the best scenery that she had ever laid her eyes on.

An idea stuck Zhong Rufeng and he said, “If there’s a chance, let’s go back and take a look together!”

It was sort of like a date.

Wen Xinya smiled happily and said, “Okay. I haven’t been back in many years too.”

Lan Feng Institute was considered as her alma mater—she only truly started out there. Although previously, at Lan Feng Institute, there were Xia Ruya and Chu Jingnan, the wretched couple that haunted her for two lifetimes, as well as Jiang Ruoyin, Xia Ruxue, and Jiang Yuqian, the bunch of idiots who were manipulated by Xia Ruya and kept making her life difficult, it didn’t affect the special place that Lan Feng Institute held in her heart.

Zhong Rufeng smiled and said, “It’s a deal!”

He looked forward to this date between them.

Wen Xinya lifted her hand, offering to smack his hands, smiled, and said, “Let’s seal it with a hi-five.”

The crisp sound of hands smacking reverberated in the ward.

Wen Xinya’s slightly pale smile was exceptionally gorgeous.

The two of them looked into each others’ eyes and smiled, their chemistry from their timeworn friendship showing through.

Zhong Rufeng felt a mixed sense of thankfulness and regret. “I heard from Grandpa that your health took a hit from the pregnancy. How are you feeling now?”

Thankful for the unchanging friendship with a bosom friend like Wen Xinya regardless of how much time had passed and feeling regret for not grasping the only chance in his life when she was at the peak of her youth.

Wen Xinya smiled and said, “I’m much better already—it’s not a big deal.”

Grandpa Du said that in a while, she would be able to be discharged from the hospital.

Zhong Rufeng’s worried mind was finally at ease. He looked at Wen Xinya and suddenly called out, “Xinya!”

Wen Xinya looked up and looked at him, slightly lost.

As he met her pure, innocent, and translucent eyes, Zhong Rufeng was suddenly speechless. He reached out for the bouquet of crepe myrtle flowers in her embrace, plucked a bunch of fiery-red crepe myrtle flowers, gradually leaned in, and gently placed them by her ears.

Wen Xinya’s heart shook slightly as she subconsciously felt slightly resistant, yet eventually, she didn’t reject him—Zhong Rufeng’s indirectness made it hard for her to reasonably reject him.

Zhong Rufeng retracted his hand. “Sorry, that was abrupt of me.”

Her bare face was like jade.

The red flowers were like fire.

In stark contrast and complement.

He suddenly recalled how previously, at Lan Feng Institute’s crepe myrtle flowers trail, the radiant crepe myrtle flowers complemented her gorgeous looks—it was extremely enchanting.

Many years had passed, but the scene remained vivid in his heart. Every time it crossed his mind, he couldn’t help but think just how radiant and peerlessly beautiful the flowers bloomed then, as well as how extremely beautiful she was.

Now, it was time for him to bid goodbye to the past.