Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Tong Huan was originally standing at the door, when suddenly a strong and thin arm hugged her waist and carried her forcefully into a room nearby.

"pat".

The door was closed and locked.

Tong Huan knew that this person was Ye Tingshen just by smelling the faint scent of bergamot on him. Moreover, his figure was very familiar to her.

Ye Tingshen turned around and saw Tong Huan looking at him with aggrieved and sad eyes, tears streaming down her palm-sized face.

Ye Tingshen was a little panicked, thinking that he might have offended her by suddenly bringing her here, but he didn't know what to do.

"Hanhuan, please don't get engaged to Fu Mingyu. He won't bring you happiness."

Tong Hua asked back: "Then who can bring me happiness, you?"

Her tears were as clear as overflowing spring water, which made people feel distressed.

Who could know the heart-wrenching pain she was feeling at this moment.

She looked at him in front of her, and the dim light in the room had an ambiguous atmosphere.

The white shirt set off his handsome face, making him look extremely noble. Just by standing there, he released powerful hormones to her.

It was really hard for her not to be attracted by such an outstanding man.

Every time I see him, my heart aches.

Tong Huan put her hand on his chest, her conscience tempting and struggling, "Since you have memories of your past life, shouldn't you go find your past life lover?"

Ye Ting looked at her with his eyes lowered, his dark eyes also showing some dark emotions, "Are you jealous?"

His deep voice was clearly meant to be a seduction.

To induce crime.

Tong Hua bit her lip and shook her head with difficulty, "It's not that I'm jealous, but I'm a moral person."

Ye Tingshen narrowed his eyes, but his hands tightened, making Tong Huan cling to his body, "So, you left me because of this person you mentioned, my lover in the previous life?"

Tong Huan struggled hard, but was held by his big hands, making the two of them fit more tightly and seamlessly. "Yes, Ye Tingshen, please let me go. Please also be a moral person! You can't do this."

Ye Tingshen let her struggle, just like a weak rabbit that couldn't escape the claws of an eagle. His expression became more relaxed. "I've fallen in love with you, Huanhuan. Will you marry me?"

When Ye Tingshen said this, he was particularly serious and affectionate.

Tong Huan suddenly discovered that his pair of dark eyes were actually peach blossom eyes, so whenever he looked at someone steadily, he would appear particularly gentle and affectionate.

Tong Huan was infuriated by his shamelessness, but she couldn't stop her heart from pounding.

"No, no!" she shouted.

Her face was flushed, and she didn't know whether it was because of anger or shame. "Scumbag, just because we are separated by a lifetime, can you unscrupulously fall in love with someone else?"

Maybe in the eyes of others, Ye Tingshen fell in love with her from the very beginning.

But in Tong Huan's eyes, he had a past life.

This is a hurdle she will never get over.

Tong Huan bit his hand hard, "Let me go!"

Ye Ting hissed deeply, but did not let go, "Who told you that I was married in my previous life?"

Tong Huan was stunned.

It was like a passionate piece of music that suddenly came to a pause.

She heard her blood stop the moment her heart stopped beating.

Ye Ting hugged her tightly, as if he was afraid that Tong Huan would run away if he let go. "In my previous life, I was never married."

Tong Huan was stunned. "How is this possible?"

She looked at Ye Tingshen again.

"How is it impossible?" Ye Tingshen looked at her and smiled, his peach blossom eyes overflowing with indescribable tenderness and love. "In my previous life, I didn't meet anyone who moved me." He said.

She touched his eyebrows in surprise. He was so handsome, so delicate, and even his skin was white and smooth. There was not a single flaw on his face.

"But there will always be someone who likes you. Besides, doesn't your Ye Group, which is so big, need someone to inherit it?"

In order for someone to inherit the Ye Group, he has to have a descendant.

Unexpectedly, Ye Ting sighed deeply, "Yes. There is no heir, so I regret it in this life. I want to be different from my previous life. I want to get married and have a few children."

A lonely expression appeared on Ye Tingshen's face, and a hint of pain flowed from his dark eyes which were as boundless as the sea.

Seeing his deep affection, Tong Huan now believed that what Ye Tingshen said was true.

In his previous life, he actually had never been married.

So, who was left to the Ye Group later?

"Then what happens next?"

"What happened next?"

"Ye Group, who did you give it to?"

"I'm dead, how would I know?"

Ye Tingshen said in a somewhat bleak tone, "However, I have left a will. If my affairs after death are carried out according to the will, it should be donated to the country. 14 billion people will inherit it."

Speaking of this, he remembered the dark water that covered his head that night. He did not die on his own, but someone pushed him into the water.

He saw the face of a familiar distant relative and he knew what this person was up to.

Because Ye Tingshen had promised him that he would leave him some money, but he couldn't wait any longer.

Perhaps, if he had children, no one would dare to do this to him.

At that time, he went to the village to inspect a poverty alleviation project, and was infected by some unknown bacteria in the water and became seriously ill.

So after being pushed into the pond, he was unable to swim out.

"Huanhuan, will you marry me?"

Ye Tingshen didn't want the tragedy of his previous life to happen again to him, but he didn't like anyone else either. If he wanted to get married, he only wanted Tong Huan.

He took out a piece of carved jade from his pocket. It was a transparent, emerald green imperial jade with a small portrait carved on it. It was carved according to the model of Tong Huan, wearing the brocade of Jinxiu Xizi, and the carving was lifelike.

"This is for you. I've been carving it for a long time."

Tong Huan looked at the little statue and it really looked like her, especially its eyes, which were watery and very much like hers.

If he didn't have her appearance memorized by heart, how could he have carved her so like.

Tong Huan's heart gradually warmed up, and her face became hot, "Why me?"

she asked,

"There are so many famous ladies and beauties in this world. They have received elite education since childhood. They are proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting. But I, they all say I am a country bumpkin."

"Little fool." Ye Tingshen was a little doting. He placed the statue in Tong Huan's palm, and his big hand wrapped around her small hand.

"Looking at people is like looking at stones. Some stones look like transparent green jade on the outside, but when you really open them, you find that they are black stones inside. And some people, although they look like ugly and black stones on the outside, they hide the most emerald gems inside."

In Ye Tingshen's eyes, Tong Huan is the stone that hides the most emerald gem.

After going through so many things, she seemed to have been sculpted, gradually shedding her rustic appearance and revealing her true self.

Ye Ting touched her little face deeply. Her skin was now much whiter and more delicate. He lifted her chin, lowered his head, and wanted to kiss her, but thinking about her, he held back.

He put his hand down.

Tong Hua was a little confused. "So, I am an ugly stone?"

Ye Ting was stunned for a moment, "Not really, you are a stone that is beautiful both on the outside and inside."

"Okay." Tong Huan said with a smile, "Then I agree to marry you."

After all, they have been together for two lifetimes, and she is not that pretentious. If she really likes him, she should grab him quickly.

She also wants a home, a home that truly belongs to her.

A home with family and a home with love.