In his previous life, he was sent away to die tragically in a foreign country. In this life, he took over the boss and ran away overnight.
I hid in the mountains, opened a B&B, grew vegetables and raised my children, thinking that this would be it for the rest of my life.
Until that day, a black Rolls-Royce ran through the dust of the mountain road and stopped in front of my dilapidated yard.
The car window was rolled down, and Cen Guiyuan's cold eyes were fixed on Shen Qingmo's belly.
"Whose child is it?" My past life is just his current life, and his past life is the answer.
Why do some people feel like they have known each other for a long time when they meet once? It turns out that it is because the past and present lives are intertwined, causing them to exile each other in the desolation of their own lives.
