Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Jiang Xingrou's eyes widened. Even though she had been a white lotus for sixteen years and had always been invincible and had taken advantage of everything, she could not imagine that Tong Huan could do this. She was not convinced and said, "Sister, you gave Mom a gift but asked Dad to pay for it. Isn't that unreasonable?"

She took advantage, so how could Tong Huan take advantage? !

Tong Huan stood on the stairs and smiled leisurely, "Why is it so hard to explain? My adopted daughter, I know you are jealous of me. But let me be frank. If I hadn't invited reporters this morning to help mom and dad establish their image and gain enough favor, would Jianghe Technology have seen a huge traffic explosion today? You can ask dad how many orders the company has received today. Dad rewarded me with two necklaces because he thinks I am his lucky star and can bring him wealth."

Tong Huan has been paying attention to Jianghe Technology.

Her main purpose of being reborn and returning to the Jiang family was to destroy the company.

The best revenge on him is to destroy what Jiang Shihong cares about most.

Unexpectedly, when she called reporters in the morning, although it forced Luo Meilan to use the largest room in the villa, it also made Jianghe Technology gain enough fame and increase orders, which was what Tong Huan did not want to see.

Tong Huan looked at Jiang Shihong, who was standing in the living room in a neat and tidy manner. Although he was a villain who had succeeded, he had obviously taken advantage of her, but he hated Tong Huan with a sinister look. He must have been angry that Tong Huan took the credit for himself and challenged his authority as the president of Jianghe Technology.

Tong Hua didn't wait for Jiang Shihong to speak, and said, "Dad, do you have the same idea as your adopted sister? Aren't you willing to pay for a necklace for Mom?"

Jiang Shihong: “…”

The mighty and domineering CEO Jiang Shihong had a mouthful of blood clotted in his throat. Damn it, when did he let Tong Huan change the concept again?

The reason he was angry was how could Tong Huan buy a necklace for herself by paying in return, not because he was reluctant to give the necklace to Luo Meilan!

Jiang Shihong frowned, "Tong Huan, don't change the subject. Dad is angry because..."

Suddenly Tong Huan waved the phone in her hand, "Dad, can you speak more quietly? I'm talking to Dou Shao. He heard everything."

Jiang Shihong: “…”

...Why is it Dou Xiao again? This guy is haunting us!

But at this moment, Tong Huan seemed very obedient. She lowered her head and said resignedly, "If Dad really doesn't want to, then I'll help Mom pay."

As she said this, she took out a card angrily, which was the one Jiang Shihong gave her last time.

Jiang Shihong's pupils shrank, and a tingling sensation rose from the soles of his feet. What do you mean she should pay for her mother? These two necklaces were clearly ordered by Tong Hua herself!

Can you still be reasonable?

At this time, Jiang Shihong certainly could not answer that he was unwilling to pay Luo Meilan to buy the necklace!

Luo Meilan's feelings are also very subtle. On the one hand, she hates Tong Huan for using this method, but on the other hand, she hopes that Jiang Shihong can take the initiative to pay.

All in all, she is very conflicted!

In the end, of course, it was Jiang Shihong who paid the bill.

Tong Huan smiled at Jiang Xingrou and put on her necklace worth 1.25 million yuan, then turned around and went upstairs with her head held high.

Jiang Xingrou gnashed her teeth in hatred.

The price of that necklace was exactly twice the price of the necklace Jiang Shihong gave her!

Is Tong Huan making fun of her for being worth less than Tong Huan?

Wang Ma and other servants had been stunned by the show. Oh my god, the young lady thinks so quickly, she is not easy to mess with!

……

Just like that, Tong Huan, wearing the necklace, slowly went up to the third floor.

Tong Huan opened the door, walked into the large and luxurious bedroom, closed the door and locked it.

After all, Tong Huan did not feel safe at all in this family.

Although the two people downstairs are her biological parents, Tong Huan, after being reborn, does not feel any family towards them.

Tong Huan glanced around, moved a bedside table and leaned it against the door, then clapped her hands, walked to the sofa in the leisure area and sat down.

In this absurdly large room, Tong Huan's figure looked even smaller.

The bedroom is very, very large and is divided into five parts. Against the wall is an oversized European royal-style princess bed with pink curtains hanging down. This bed alone is as big as the room where Tong Huan lives in the village.

There is actually a cloakroom behind the wall, which had been opened when the reporter came before.

There is a carved partition in front of the bed, and in front of it is the living space, which is actually the place to play with girlfriends. There are many antique shelves filled with various exquisite toys and dolls, and there is also a piano.

When Tong Huan saw this piano, she found it very ironic because she couldn't play the piano and was despised by Luo Meilan in her previous life.

Luo Meilan was determined to help her learn piano, and she stood beside her like a supervisor, holding a baton. Every time she played a wrong note or didn't step on the right rhythm, she would hit her hard with the baton. At the end of the day, the back of her hand was swollen.

Tong Huan lowered her head. All this had not happened in this life, so her hands were naturally not swollen, and even the scars from being beaten in the previous life had disappeared.

However, the pain from when the baton dropped was still burned on my hands, and my hands would automatically hurt whenever I saw the piano.

Tong Huan doesn't like piano.

However, she quite liked the terrace outside, which was decorated with some green plants and flowers.

She also likes the study room at the back, which is very quiet and contains many fairy tale books.

In addition, the bedroom is equipped with a separate bathroom.

All in all, this bedroom is fully functional and extremely luxurious. Tong Huan took a few photos from the most extravagant angles and uploaded them to her Moments.

She is preparing for a rainy day.

According to the trajectory of her previous life, she would soon be arranged to go to an international high school with Jiang Xingrou.

These photos are for future classmates to see.

When they realize how "favored" they are in this family, they dare not bully their unfavored selves as they did in their previous lives.

However, when clicking to publish, Tong Huan hesitated.

Her circle of friends now only includes Tong Dachui, her cousin, her aunt and other relatives from Xikou Village. If they saw her life now, they would probably feel inferior and lost to some extent.

So Tong Huan blocked them one by one.

After setting the blocking setting, Tong Huan’s circle of friends was almost empty.

Tong Huan has almost no rich friends, and she doesn’t even add Jiang Shihong and Luo Meilan as friends in her circle of friends.

While posting on WeChat Moments, Tong Huan developed a sense of loneliness away from home.

Even though this was her parents' home, and even though this princess room was filled with a romantic purple hue, she just felt it was empty and cold.

Tong Huan was holding her phone, when suddenly a message popped up, it was Dou Xiao who liked her post.

This piece of news was like a beam of warm light, bringing a little warmth to Tong Huan's cold world.

It turns out that she already has friends in this circle of wealthy people.

In addition to Dou Xiao, Ye Tingshen should also be considered one.

Will he give himself a thumbs up?

Tong Huan was inexplicably looking forward to it.

She stared at her phone, waiting.

There is only one like record from Dou Xiao in the circle of friends.

Tong Huan waited until she felt sleepy. She nodded her head repeatedly, but Ye Tingshen still didn't show up.

Tong Huan smiled bitterly. That was right. She and Ye Tingshen were just partners, not friends.

……

At this time, Ye Tingshen was attending the celebration party for the successful acquisition of Yasheng Company. The old company was reorganized, and those who needed to be laid off were laid off. The remaining elites became employees of Ye Group.

There was a lot of drinking and chattering at the table.

Ye Tingshen, dressed in a black suit, sat calmly in the main seat.

The employees of the former company came up one by one to toast and said a lot of things about the past and the future... Their boss just nodded slightly, and his noble hand didn't even touch the wine glass.

Suddenly, the boss's cell phone dinged, which seemed to be a message alert.

Ye Ting frowned deeply and raised his hand to signal for silence.

The person who was toasting quickly knew what was happening and shut up in fear.