Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Tong Huan pulled the suitcase and approached the Jiang family again.

At that time, Luo Meilan and Jiang Shihong were saying bad things about her, complaining that she was spoiled by the nanny, and was unruly and unruly.

Luo Meilan was startled when she suddenly saw Tong Huan coming in. She felt guilty for being caught talking bad about someone behind their back. "Xiao Huan, why did you come back without telling us in advance?"

Let me tell you in advance, how could I catch Luo Meilan saying bad things about her behind her back.

Tong Huan looked at everything about the Jiang family and everyone in the Jiang family with cold eyes.

The once magnificent living room no longer exists, and now there are traces of repairs everywhere.

Luo Meilan seemed to be getting older, and Jiang Shihong had more wrinkles on his forehead.

Tong Huan remembered her previous life. Before she died, she and her husband were still exquisite and wealthy. They looked as if they were in their early thirties or late forties. They looked much younger than Tong Hongmei, who was in her thirties. Luo Meilan didn't have a single wrinkle on her face, and Jiang Shihong was even more elegant.

Tong Huan laughed again and raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you ask me to come back? Why, you're not welcome?"

Jiang Shihong quickly stood up to take her suitcase, "How could that be? Mom and Dad are thinking about you. Your mom is complaining because she misses you too much."

Luo Meilan said dissatisfiedly: "How can I complain? I am Xiaohuan's mother. Only those who truly care about you will see your shortcomings. Since ancient times, honest advice is unpleasant to the ear. However, if Xiaohuan doesn't like to hear it, mom won't say it anymore."

The two of them now seem to be competing for Tong Huan's favor.

Tong Huan was certain that the change in the two people's attitudes must be due to some conspiracy.

She returned to the Jiang family just to see them reveal their true colors.

She wanted to see what the two of them were planning.

Tong Huan opened the suitcase and gave the same gift to all the servants except Yu Rufeng.

Luo Meilan watched Tong Huan distribute the gifts. The one given to Wang Ma was a diamond necklace, and the others were diamond earrings, bracelets and the like. These were all small jewellery that Jinxiu Xizi wore to match her clothes at the press conference. The diamonds were not big, but each piece of jewellery was worth tens of thousands.

Luo Meilan felt sad, "My daughter is so kindhearted that she even carefully distributed gifts to the servants after coming back."

Every servant had it, except her, the mother.

Oh, and Yu Rufeng doesn’t have it either.

Jiang Shihong didn't either. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Okay, Xiaohuan, are you hungry? Let's have dinner first."

Tong Huan sat in the seat where Jiang Xingrou had sat before and finished her dinner.

Afterwards, she returned to her room on the third floor.

The furnishings in the room had changed drastically. Some figurines and dolls were placed crookedly, and many bags and jewelry in the cloakroom had been moved. Tong Hua knew that it must be Jiang Shihong or Luo Meilan who had come into this room and flipped through the camera.

The cameras she had set up before should have been removed.

Tong Huan asked Wang Ma to clean the room.

After that she took a shower and changed into a clean nightgown.

Unexpectedly, just when she was about to go to bed, Luo Meilan came.

Luo Meilan was also wearing silk pajamas, with her hair loose, and she looked like she was planning to sleep in the same bed with Tong Huan.

Tong Huan found it funny. She remembered that when she first came back, she deliberately made trouble for Luo Meilan and slept in the same bed with Luo Meilan. As a result, Luo Meilan tossed and turned and could not fall asleep all night.

Luo Meilan just felt that Tong Huan had a poor and sour vibe.

Now, Luo Meilan came to her door on her own initiative, saying that she wanted to sleep with Tong Huan to make up for the regret of sixteen years. "You are my daughter. When you were little, your mother held you in her arms to sleep. In the end, you were secretly taken away by Tong Hongmei."

Luo Meilan's eyes were red, but there were no tears.

Tong Huan naturally saw that there was no sincerity in Luo Meilan's words.

Luo Meilan's acting skills are very poor, not as good as Jiang Shihong and Jiang Xingrou.

But Tong Huan didn't expose it.

The two of them lay on the bed.

Luo Meilan tried to get closer to Tong Huan and reached out to hug her.

Seeing Luo Meilan's forbearance as if she was ready to die, Tong Hua sneered, "Mom, I'm not a child anymore. I'm already past the age where I need your hug."

She hated this false concern.

Why bother? Why not just tell her what you want?

Luo Meilan shyly withdrew her hand, turned sideways to look at Tong Huan, and spoke cautiously, "Xiao Huan, have you been with Ye Tingshen during this period?"

Tong Hua said: "Yes. He is very good to me and cares about me. I think he treats me better than my father and mother."

Luo Meilan looked unhappy. "Did he also give you the Jinxiu Xizi project?"

Tong Hua said: "That's right."

Luo Meilan became emotional. "Xiaohuan, I'm not saying anything bad about you. You can't do this kind of project. His subordinates did it, but gave you a false name. On the surface, you look glorious, but you have the title of person in charge, but you can't bear the corresponding responsibility. There will be problems in the future."

Luo Meilan thought that the Jinxiu Xizi project was done by Ye Tingshen and was just giving Tong Huan a false name.

But she didn't expect that Jinxiu Xizi was actually run by Tong Huan alone, and that the investment in the project was all funded by Tong Huan with the money from the gambling agreement. Both the input and output were in the hands of Tong Huan alone.

Tong Hua didn't intend to go into details with Luo Meilan. "How about giving me one of Dad's company's projects? Let me take on the false reputation."

Luo Meilan said: "Jianghe Technology will be handed over to you in the future, but you still have to focus on learning now."

Tong Huan felt very reluctant when she saw Luo Meilan say this, and she sneered in her heart.

But when the mother and daughter sleep in the same bed, there is really an atmosphere where they can have a heart-to-heart talk.

Luo Meilan felt that the atmosphere was much more harmonious. "I heard that you skipped a grade to the third year of high school? Was this also Ye Tingshen's idea?"

Tong Huan was a little annoyed. What did these things have to do with Luo Meilan?

"Mom, what do you want to tell me? Can't you just say it directly?"

Luo Meilan was startled for a moment, then she put on her motherly attitude and continued, "Xiaohuan, listen to your mother's advice and break up with Ye Tingshen. Even if Ye Tingshen treats you well now, he will never marry you. You don't know that Mr. Ye is in Lin City these days, and he is selecting a suitable granddaughter-in-law for Ye Tingshen. He has made a book with all the famous ladies in Lin City in it, and only those on the list are his granddaughters-in-law. To tell you the truth, Jiang Xingrou's name is on this list, but you are not."

Luo Meilan meant that Jiang Xingrou was worthy of Ye Tingshen, but Tong Huan was not worthy of Ye Tingshen.

Tong Huan didn’t know whether Ye Tingshen’s future wife was on the list, but Jiang Xingrou would definitely not be Ye Tingshen’s future wife.

Tong Huan raised her eyebrows, "Tsk, Mom, are you so worried about me?"

"I'm back now, right? What are you still worried about?"

Luo Meilan's pupils shrank, and then she realized that Tong Huan suddenly returned home. No wonder, it turned out that she was abandoned by Ye Tingshen.

The disgust in her eyes, "As expected", was still revealed at this moment.

Tong Huan snorted softly.

Luo Meilan relaxed physically and mentally at this time, and continued to say to Tong Hua, "By the way, the inheritance left by your grandfather has been handed over to you. You should also complete the necessary procedures and write a statement of receipt of the will.