Shen Ning fell silent while looking at the reports on her past and present lives on her phone. She had never been so lost as she was at this moment. Thinking of the restored face of the female tomb owner on her phone, she touched her face. How could she be the current life of the female tomb owner? Besides, she loved Shen Chen, how could he be the male tomb owner? Even so far, I can count on my fingers the number of times I have met people who look the same as the male tomb owner in my life. She shook her head, even if it was really the past life, she would still...
