Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

Xie Chengyin experienced the fire in Prince Xiang's mansion twice, but he failed to rescue Hua Cijing both times.

The first time, he was young and frivolous. When he and his good friends rushed to the scene, all that was left was a pile of unrecognizable ruins.

The second time, he immediately ran to the fire scene, but at the door he saw two maids lying on the ground crying and Hua Cishu holding a corpse.

He didn't have much interaction with Hua Ci Shu, and had only met Hua Ci Jing a few times.

He didn't have much memory of the woman who died so long ago, but when he suddenly returned to that time, he hoped he could save her.

Because many things that will happen in the future may start from this day.

Another name was written down by Xie Chengyin.

Yan Ci.

The woman who had long died in his memory of his previous life.

He was deeply impressed because he heard that a girl in the Yan Mansion was beaten to death with a slap.

At that time, he was wondering whether a slap could kill someone. Later, after inquiring from others, he learned that it was the Thirteenth Miss of the Yan Mansion, an unfavored stepdaughter.

Now that he has been reborn, he finds that many things are the same, except that the Thirteenth Girl who was slapped to death is still alive and well.

He was curious about her, but he couldn't ask her if she had ever been beaten to death, because she would call him a lunatic.

Thinking of this, Xie Chengyin couldn't help but laugh. It wouldn't be easy for him to develop such a personality even if he was not favored.

Meeting Shen Zhaoyan and Xiao Dingyan in the restaurant today was something he had experienced before, but at that time he happily drank the wine.

I don’t know what the future would hold. At that time, he was still a dissolute playboy. Just a glass of wine was not a big deal for him.

But now that he has experienced the pain of his family being broken up, he can no longer drink this glass of wine.

Fortunately, Yan Ci appeared in time and solved his problem.

Yes, she is a variable, and such a sudden appearance is in line with her style.

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The cold winter came quickly, and as the days got colder day by day, heavy snow came unexpectedly.

Chunzhi was wearing a thick cotton coat and jumping around in the snow, getting soaked in snow.

Yan Ci ignored her and sat on the chair in front of the window, looking at the snowflakes falling outside and sighed slowly.

The New Year is coming soon, so naturally some people are happy and some are angry.

Ever since he met Xie Chengyin on the street that day, only two days after returning home, Jiang Qingqing sent a message asking Yan Ci to stay in the yard obediently.

Without thinking too much, Yan Ci guessed that it must be Chunzhi who complained again, so she ignored Chunzhi for three consecutive days.

But this time Yan Ci really misunderstood Chunzhi.

Chunzhi did bring the preserved fruits to see her sister Chuntao, and the two sisters happily ate the preserved fruits, talking and laughing.

Thinking of the meeting between the Thirteenth Miss and Young Marquis Xie, Chunzhi thought about telling her sister, and then telling the Madam through her sister, but the words kept rolling around on the tip of her tongue and in the end she never said them out loud.

The Thirteenth Miss is her master, and the Madam is also her master, but the Madam has sent her to the Thirteenth Miss, so she should listen to the Thirteenth Miss.

Besides, she likes Thirteenth Girl more and more. Thirteenth Girl can be very fierce to outsiders, but very kind to her.

It was indeed because of his meeting with Xie Chengyin that Yan Ci was confined to the courtyard by Jiang Qingqing, but there was someone else who made the accusation.

In Aunt Zhao's yard, Yan Ru was eating snacks with big mouthfuls. She was soaked in snow after just walking over, which made her even more irritated.

"Mom, please help me!"

Aunt Zhao glanced up at her daughter and continued to try out her newly bought rouge.

"What can I do to help you? Mom can't go out now."

Yan Ru pouted in dissatisfaction, and angrily crushed the unfinished snacks on the plate.

"Yan Ci, that stinky girl, was dragging and slugging with men in and out of the restaurant, but Jiang Qingqing just banned her from doing so. Why?!"

"Why? Because Yan Ci is her biological daughter!" Aunt Zhao finished applying lip balm and turned to look at her daughter. "It's fine if you're disrespectful to me, but once you leave this house, watch your mouth. You have to call her mother Jiang Qingqing. If your father hears you calling her by her name, he'll tear your mouth apart."

After being scolded by Aunt Zhao, Yan Ru pursed her lips. Although she was still unconvinced in her heart, she restrained herself a lot.

She and her sisters were shopping outside and happened to see Yan Ci and Xie Chengyin walking out of a restaurant. After a little surprise, she immediately thought of reporting them.

But in the end, Yan Ci was just confined to his house.

This little revenge was not enough to satisfy her, and the anger of having her husband stolen from her started to burn again in Yan Ru's heart.

She must find a way to make Yan Ci notorious so that even Jiang Qingqing would not be able to protect her.

During the days when Yan Ci was under house arrest, although his movements were restricted, he had peace and quiet. He no longer had to go to Zhilan Courtyard to check the account books, nor did he have to worry about Yan Rulai finding trouble.

But unexpectedly, I got the care of another person.

"Thirteenth sister, are you in the room?"

A clear male voice came from outside the door, and then the door was pushed open with a creak, and Chunzhi, who was covered in snow, walked in, "Miss, the second young master is here."

Yan Ci hummed, stood up from the chair, walked towards the door, and saw Yan Cheng standing in the yard like a snowman.

"Come in, second brother."

Yan Cheng brushed the snow off his body and walked under the eaves, but did not enter the house.

"I won't go in since you two girls are here. This is the fruit cake I bought on the street. Little girls love it. Try it and see if you like it."

As he said that, he stuffed the bag of fruit cake into Chunzhi's hand, who was standing at the door with the door curtain open, and said to Yan Ci: "If you like it, tell me and I will buy you more."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but suddenly he remembered something and turned around, "Well, A Yin said that he was sorry for causing you to be grounded, and said that he would like to invite you out to play after your grounding is over."

Yan Ci pursed her lips, neither saying good nor bad. Second Brother Yan came every few days, and every time he would just drop off the food and leave. His simple concern made her feel warm in her heart.

Yan Ci raised the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly: "Please tell Young Marquis Xie that the sweet-scented osmanthus cake we bought last time was not tasty, so don't buy it next time."

Yan Cheng's steps froze as he was about to leave, and his red face turned even redder. "You know it now."

Yan Ci covered his mouth and tried hard to suppress the corners of his mouth that were curled up. Chunzhi was also laughing on the side, and Yan Cheng laughed so hard that he wanted to escape from the yard immediately.

"Um...um, I really bought the fruit cake this time. I'm leaving first, little sister."

After saying that, he ran out without looking back, his feet squeaking in the snow.

After leaving the hospital, he slowed down his pace, covered his face with his hands, and took a deep breath. This was really embarrassing, he was actually found out.

It’s all Ayin’s fault. He asks about Thirteenth Sister every day, so doesn’t he have to send snacks to Thirteenth Sister every day?

Fortunately, this Thirteenth Sister is better than he imagined. It would be great if she were his biological sister.

When the end of the year came, Yan Ci was finally allowed to leave the hospital. He came to Zhilan Courtyard and sat at the same table with Jiang Qingqing and Yan Tonglin, and they spent the New Year happily.