Was she spoiled by her nanny?

Late spring.

The spring flowers in the forest have faded, and the wind is still a little chilly.

Martyrs.

Under the green pines and cypresses, there are two tombs standing side by side, and the photos on the tombstones are covered with dust.

Tong Huan gently wiped the photo on it. When the dust settled, the young and handsome face in the photo was revealed. He was Tong Huan's father, Tang Xiuyuan.

Touching the photo with her fingers, Tong Hua felt mixed emotions. "This is my father. My father is a martyr. He is a good man."

Her father is a good man, not Jiang Shihong.

She no longer had to feel inferior or unable to hold her head up because of her background.

Tong Huan placed the bouquets in front of the two tombs, then took the offerings out of the bag and placed them on the ground.

She knelt down in front of them and kowtowed three times respectfully, "Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

Ye Tingshen's handsome and deep eyes passed over the girl beside him, and he also bowed solemnly three times towards the tombstone, "Dad, Mom, please rest assured, I will take good care of Huanhuan."

The green mountains are silent, only the breeze blows through the branches, making them sway.

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Four years later.

Linshi Nursing Home.

A gray-haired woman sat on the edge of a bed covered with white sheets. Her face was haggard and withered, and her eyes were full of indignation at all times.

She is a notoriously difficult woman in this nursing home.

It is said that all her family members died and it was her niece who sent her here. However, this woman did not feel any gratitude towards her niece. On the contrary, she cursed her niece every day. Of course, it was not just her niece. She could not stand anything in this world and would curse at everything.

The caregivers all thought she was mentally ill, but they didn't bother with her because the money her niece gave her was enough.

This woman was Luo Meilan. She was less than fifty years old this year, but she looked as if she was over sixty and very old.

At this moment, the TV in front of her was playing the news. As the news was playing, the camera turned to Lansheng Technology.

Years ago, Lansheng Technology was just named a national innovation leading pioneer enterprise.

At this time, the company's new exhibition hall had just been completed. The 3D holographic images, large concave screens, and various high-tech products inside the exhibition hall flashed through the camera.

This exhibition hall is very large, with a total construction area of ​​more than 30,000 square meters. The reporter said it was breathtaking and comparable to the science and technology museum in the nearby city.

The camera finally fell on the bright and sunny girl next to her. Tong Huan was wearing a traditional Chinese style brocade dress. Her long black hair was casually tied up, revealing her delicate and fair face. With just light makeup, she looked gorgeous, like a fairy.

Tong Hua said: "The exhibition hall is open to the public and can be visited by appointment. The purpose of building the exhibition hall is to showcase science and technology to the public and to encourage young people to learn about science and technology and strengthen the country through science and technology."

Four years have passed, and Tong Huan has completely shed her original immaturity and has become intelligent, calm, and confident. When her eyes move around, people can't help but hold their breath and focus their eyes on her.

The reporters were amazed.

In four years, Lansheng Technology has developed more than 800 patented technologies.

At the beginning, Tong Huan relied on her memories of her past life and her understanding of the future life, which allowed her to always be one step ahead and come up with refreshing insights.

But later, as Tong Huan gained more experience and accumulated more knowledge, she was able to make predictions about the future of social development based on her own experience.

As Ye Tingshen said, if a person has sufficient insight into the world, he can predict the general development of the future. This is why many famous entrepreneurs can make forward-looking and correct strategies.

Tong Huan has been working hard to cultivate herself in this area over the years. She spent two years completing her undergraduate program at Peking University, and then went abroad for further studies for another two years.

While studying, she did not neglect her work.

The four years passed in this busy and fulfilling way.

Of course, Ye Tingshen lived longer than her in his previous life, so he could also give some valuable suggestions on her work.

Speaking of Ye Tingshen, the reporter asked with some envy: "It is said that President Tong is getting married soon, and President Ye is preparing a century-style wedding for you."

Tong Huan smiled, happiness overflowing from her clear eyes, "Yes, the wedding will be held in half a month."

Ye Ting had been looking forward to this wedding for a long time.

Especially Mr. Ye, he always felt that he was old, but when he thought that his grandson had not yet held a wedding, he felt very hopeful in these years.

Mr. Ye had already started preparing for their wedding in bits and pieces four years ago.

Luo Meilan couldn't help but sneer when she saw this. How could Tong Huan have the nerve to live so comfortably when she was living such a miserable life? Wouldn't Tong Huan's conscience feel uneasy when she woke up in the middle of the night?

Just as I was thinking about it, there were two knocks on the open door.

The girl on TV suddenly appeared at the door. She was wearing a clean white shirt and a long brocade skirt. The bottom of the shirt was tucked into the skirt, and her waist was so slender that it could be held in one hand.

When Luo Meilan suddenly saw Tong Huan, her eyes lit up.

I have to admit that this girl is even cleaner, clearer, more beautiful, more confident and generous than the one seen on TV.

This was also the second time Luo Meilan saw Tong Huan since their meeting at Huaxiu Villa.

Four years ago, Luo Meilan dismissed all the servants because of poverty. She could neither go to work nor do housework. She fainted from hunger in the villa. It was Tong Hongmei who lived next door who found her and sent her to the hospital.

Tong Huan seemed to have appeared at that time, but she did not go into the ward to see her. Instead, she sent someone to arrange for her to be hospitalized and treated.

After Luo Meilan recovered, Tong Huan sent someone to inform her that since she was her aunt, she could be sent to a nursing home and all expenses would be paid by Tong Huan. Of course, she didn't care if Luo Meilan didn't want to live in a nursing home, but she would not be responsible for anything. Even if Luo Meilan starved to death on the street, she would at most help collect her body.

Tong Huan is cruel enough, and Luo Meilan really believes that Tong Huan can do this.

So, Luo Meilan agreed to live in a nursing home.

Later, Luo Meilan realized that living in a nursing home was almost like being in prison. In a nursing home, there were no beautiful clothes, no brand-name bags, and no banquets hosted by wealthy ladies.

Although she was staying in a VIP ward and the food she ate was of the best quality, it was still a far cry from her previous life.

Therefore, although Luo Meilan accepted Tong Huan's favor, she was not grateful to Tong Huan at all and cursed Tong Huan every day.

Now, Tong Huan is here.

Luo Meilan guessed some reasons in her mind, and she couldn't help but straighten her body, raised her chin, and put on the airs of a former wealthy wife, looking at Tong Huan with a bit of contempt.

"Hey, what brings you here?"

The director of the nursing home who came in with Tong Huan was really angry when he saw Luo Meilan's appearance. If it weren't for Ms. Tong, you, a patient, would have starved to death long ago. What are you showing off about?

However, Dean Yang knew that Luo Meilan's mind was not normal, so he just thought she was mentally ill and didn't take it too seriously. He just said to Tong Hua apologetically, "Boss Tong, she is just like that. Don't be angry."

Tong Huan smiled generously, "Of course I'm not angry. After all, she is my aunt."

She doesn't have nothing better to do than to argue with a loser.

Tong Huan is very busy now and has more important things to do.

Originally, she didn't want to come.

However, if I happen to go to a nursing home, I would think of coming in to take a look.

Tong Huan stood at the door, but did not enter. She said to Luo Meilan, "Ms. Luo, I am here just to tell you that I am getting married."

Luo Meilan looked at her with a sneer, "Oh, you are getting married."

For such a big event as a wedding, the bride cannot do without elders. Luo Meilan immediately thought that Tong Huan needed elders, and probably thought of her aunt, and wanted her aunt to be at her wedding.

When the bride enters the venue, the bride's elders are required to hold the bride's hand and hand her over to the groom personally.

How can we survive without elders?

Luo Meilan looked at Tong Huan jokingly. Look, she is here to beg her for help.

Luo Meilan raised her chin high: "Then send the dress over, and the matching jewelry. Oh, and remember to send a few more sets so I can choose. You need to ask the stylist, hairstylist, and makeup artist to come over on the day."