After the first day of rebirth

Chapter 348 Lend Your Hand

He sent his assistant to check again, and the conclusion he got was—mandala, a Chinese-American, both parents died, no brothers and sisters, graduated from the Curtis Institute of Music, debuted in the United States in 2011, and quickly became popular.

She has one son, but no information on the identity of the father has been found.

The child must be hers.

If she is really Xin Rui, then this child...

Cheng Jingtai immediately thought of something in his mind. He straightened his face and said, "The song "Floating Life" sung by Miss Mandala yesterday was originally sung by my wife. So I want to thank Miss Mandala."

Zhang Xinrui laughed when she heard the words: "So, I still have a lot of food to eat." Seeing Cheng Jingtai's puzzled look, she continued, "Every fan who likes Mrs. Cheng must thank me. one time."

"Miss Mandala is really good at joking, may I take the liberty to make a request?" Cheng Jingtai stood up suddenly.

Zhang Xinrui was a little uneasy by his sudden action, she retracted her hand on the table vigilantly, and looked up at Cheng Jingtai with a smile in her eyes.

Cheng Jingtai had already walked in front of her in two or three steps. He stretched out a hand to Zhang Xinrui in a very gentlemanly manner, and said seriously, "Miss Mandala, can I borrow your hand?"

When Zhang Xinrui heard this, the smile on her face slowly faded, her palms were sweating because she was nervous, she looked at Cheng Jingtai for no reason, not knowing what he was going to do.

Because of the close distance, although the smell of air freshener in the air is not light, she still smells the familiar smell of male hormones mixed with cologne on Cheng Jingtai's body. It used to be, and even now, it has fascinated her.

Seeing Cheng Jingtai's serious expression, she stretched out her hand involuntarily.

Cheng Jingtai grabbed her right hand directly, and he held the back of her hand with one hand, turning his palm towards him, and the blooming black mandala exuding a coquettish and dangerous aura fell into his eyes .

Cheng Jingtai stretched out his other hand, and his fingertips landed on the tattooed part of Zhang Xinrui's right hand, which was a little uneven. He frowned, and his fingers landed on Zhang Xinrui's fingertips.

Zhang Xinrui felt an electric current spread from her fingertips to her whole body, she couldn't help but tremble slightly, and looked at Cheng Jingtai nervously.

He... found out?

Ten seconds later, Cheng Jingtai returned to his seat.

He bowed his head silently.

Xinrui's right hand was injured, leaving a scar, and at the place where she left the scar, a mandala in full bloom was tattooed there; Xinrui's fingertips were covered with calluses because of playing the guitar all the year round, mandala Too……

Is all this really just a coincidence?
"Boss, you're not really interested in me, are you?" Zhang Xinrui tried her best to adjust her emotions. In order to cover up her uneasiness, she deliberately made herself appear more outgoing.

Cheng Jingtai's thoughts were driven back and forth by her, and his expression remained calm: "Miss Mandala, your best instrument is... the guitar?"

"Boss, don't change the subject. Didn't you say that shaking hands is called physical contact? Why did you keep holding my hand just now? What is that called? Seduction?" Zhang Xinrui smiled, and there was something seductive in this smile .

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(End of this chapter)