With a tingling sound, the silent morning suddenly came such a crisp sound, breaking such a beautiful moment.

Chu Jin took out his cell phone.

It was a bank's remittance information, and someone transferred a large amount of money into her card.

Although it was not stated who came from the collection, I didn’t have to think about it and knew it was the Wang family.

As a big player as they are, it is easy to know a person’s bank card account.

Chu Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the string of numbers 8 behind 5, and a faint curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A total of 5.88 million.

A set of very auspicious numbers. She didn't care about these before she was reborn, but after she was reborn, she cared about these numbers very much, especially after being exposed to the tarot card, a set of magical numbers encompassing everything in the world and can determine their future fortune.

It is rare for a family like the Wang family to consider such tiny details.

The morning runner over there was holding the camera again, grabbing the moment and taking several photos in succession.

The background behind her was the thick sycamore tree and the looming villa, with fine sunlight shining in from the gaps in the dense branches and leaves.

Quiet and peaceful.

The girl stood against the light and couldn't see her true face clearly, but the peerless temperament of Kongchen that emanated from her was beyond replicable.

Putting down his cell phone, Chu Jin continued to jog around the tree-lined path.

At the same time, the superpower realm.

In the back garden of the Zheng family.

The pavilions, towers, green trees, red flowers, and winding corridors here are ancient and quaint. People who don’t know think they have traveled to ancient times.

In the small pavilion in the center of the lake, there is a beauty in red who is independent of the world, and from time to time, a lively piano sound pours out from her fingers.

This song only exists in heaven, and it is rare to hear it on earth.

A breeze blows by, bringing out the fragrance of lotus, blowing the endless lotus leaves rippling with green waves.

The beautiful scenery of the beauty makes people fall in love with it at first sight.

A man in black walked towards the pavilion. Seeing this scene, his steps slowed down a little, and a curved curve appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The man in the pavilion is the one he will protect for the rest of his life, Zheng Chuyi.

No one can match Zheng Chuyi's appearance.

It happened that a servant walked into the pavilion with a pot of freshly brewed tea.

The man stopped the servant, took the tray from the servant's hand, and said in a deep voice, "You go down, I'll do it."

The servant was slightly blessed, "Yes."

The man in black walked towards the pavilion with a teacup. His originally frown brows were now gentle and dripping from water.

In order not to disturb her, the man in black took a lighter pace and restrained his breath.

Even so, Zheng Chuyi still noticed that the delicate willow leaves slowly opened. When the banquet was filled with charming spring brilliance, the bright eyes gradually opened up, and in an instant, everything in the world lost its color.

She slowly looked back and said softly, "Mu Bai, you are here."

The originally graceful piano sound came to an abrupt end.

Red was originally a bright color, but when worn on her, the bright color became dull.

Such a gorgeous red color made her wear a kind of unworldly temperament.

Jiang Mubai was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, took off his black suit and wrapped it around her, "The wind is so strong, don't catch a cold, so why is this adult still like a child?"

Although he was saying something blamed, there was no point in his tone of blame, but instead contained a strong sense of pampering.

Zheng Chuyi pulled the suit on her body, gave him a gentle look, and said tone, "This is summer! Besides, I am not so delicate."

Jiang Mubai placed the tea set on the stone table, poured a cup for Zheng Chuyi, and then slowly leaned over and sat on the stone bench.

"Chu Yi," Jiang Mubai looked up at her, and the two faint words were lingering and affectionate as he said.

Zheng Chuyi picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea, and whispered, "Well, you said, I'll listen."

"Chu Yi, me," Jiang Mubai thought about the words in his heart, "I went to the secular world..."

Before Jiang Mubai could finish a sentence, Zheng Chuyi put down the teacup in her hand in surprise, looked up at him, and finally a wave passed through her calm eyes.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Mubai felt bitterness in his heart.

His years of protection still cannot resist the man's half-heartedness.

He hasn't even mentioned him yet.

She was so impatient.

Although he had known this was the result, he still couldn't help but feel bitter.

Zheng Chuyi's gaze drifted into the distance, and she smiled unintentionally, "What are you doing there?"

My thoughts also drifted far away.

I heard that Mrs. Mo has made another marriage for the man.

I don't know how long this one can last.

After many years, almost every time I hear news about that person, it is because of this.

Although she knew that those people were not his good match, her heart would ached faintly every time she heard this news.

If those things had happened back then, if her position was firm, if she had not turned around back then...

But in life, how can there be so many ifs...

Seeing her like this, Jiang Mubai's heart thrust violently, but he still said as if nothing had happened, "This time, I didn't see Brother Jiu, but I saw his fiancée in the secular world."

"Is that true?" Zheng Chuyi forced herself to smile, "How is she... looking? Is she worthy of him?"

Jiang Mubai took a deep breath, his tone was light, and only when he mentioned her would a hint of warmth appear in his eyes, "The vulgar pink is less than one ten thousandth of yours."

Zheng Chuyi covered her lips and chuckled, "You will coax me."

Jiang Mubai did not say anything, and handed the information he had prepared before to Zheng Chuyi, "This is all the information of that secular person, please take a look."

Zheng Chuyi took the information and looked through it very carefully.

There was an inexplicable emotion in my eyes.

Zheng Chuyi's fingers holding the document tighter and tighter, and her face was a little pale. She suddenly understood why Jiang Mubai had to go to the secular world in person.

This secular girl named Chu Jin is obviously different from the previous 18.

Chu Jin? Chu Jin!

Zheng Chuyi's pupils shrank, and a lit light suddenly appeared in his originally obscure eyes. His fiancée was Chu Jin?

It means that he still has her in his heart, right?

All the changes in Zheng Chuyi were taken into consideration by Jiang Mubai.

The hands hidden in the sleeves were already clenched into fists.

On the mud, Zheng Chuyi put down the document and looked up at Jiang Mubai, "Next month's 8th will be the extremely dark night, and he can't live without me."

Moreover, she couldn't wait like this.

She had already made mistakes about what happened back then. This time, she wanted to redeem her past mistakes.

Jiang Mubai didn't say anything, just looked at her like that.

At this moment, no matter how vast or large the world is, he can only tolerate her in his eyes, and he can only tolerate anything else.

Seeing that Jiang Mubai was not talking, Zheng Chuyi's eyes turned red in an instant. She reached out to hold Jiang Mubai's hand and prayed, "Mubai, help me..."

Jiang Mubai sighed lightly, closed his eyes, took her into his arms, and said softly, "Chu Yi, why are you doing this? Why are you doing this..."

Zheng Chuyi did not struggle and let Jiang Mubai hold her like this.

"Mu Bai, help me, okay? This time, I don't want to lose him anymore. You know, I can't live without him."

Zheng Chuyi's voice was already a little hoarse.

Jiang Mubai's heart seemed to have been torn apart by life. Even though he had known that such a day would happen, he still couldn't help but feel heartbroken.

He didn't even have the courage to say what he was in his heart.

Mo Zhixuan is her happiness.

He is just a guardian, once, now, and then.

After a while, Jiang Mubai nodded, "Okay."

A faint word seemed to have spent all my life.

He held Zheng Chuyi's shoulder, looked at her seriously, and said word by word, "Chu Yi, you must be happy."

Although he felt extremely bitter inside, he still forced himself to smile.

In front of her, he didn't want her to see any clues, nor did he want her to have any psychological burden.
To be continued...