"Your background is rather pitiful. Both your parents died, and so did your grandfather. You are an orphan."
Cheng Liyue slightly widened her eyes. This indeed sounded very painful, and her eyes immediately became moist, "How did they die?" "Your parents were in a car accident, and your grandfather died of illness, just three months ago! Before he died, he wrote a letter, but when it was sent to us, it had been three months. It was delayed for a long time. After my grandfather received the letter, he asked me to find you immediately. So, when he received the letter, he asked me to find you immediately.
I found you. " Lan Jia looked at her exquisite and perfect side profile, and thought to himself, he was willing to accept this girl as his wife in the future. If he really had Ye Xiaoshi, and had to be responsible for an ugly woman for the rest of his life, he would go crazy.
Of course, this was a very scoundrel's idea. He would secretly send his subordinates to continue searching in that city, and after he found the real Ye Xiaoshi, he would give her a large sum of money, allowing her to live a carefree life for the rest of her life.
However, he had to choose a girl that he liked.
Forced by his grandfather to marry him, coupled with the fact that he really needed an Asian girl as his wife, and she had lost her memory, she was simply the perfect substitute.
As Cheng Liyue listened to all of this, she looked into the distance with a sorrowful gaze. Everything that was in her mind right now was told to her by Lan Jia, but she, in her doubt, still chose to believe him.
Because she couldn't grab a single memory from her mind.
Lan Jia suddenly reached out and held her hand, she instinctively shook it off, as if there was a strong sense of rejection in her heart. Lan Jia's blue eyes narrowed, "It's just holding hands, I'll bring you to see my grandfather in a while." Cheng Liyue had no choice but to not reject, and handed her hand over to him. Lan Jia smiled, held her hand and walked down the stairs, preparing to bring her to meet his grandfather, an old Count who was highly respected in this country. After he got married, he would immediately inherit his position and become the new head of the family.
The Count.
Although his status now was noble enough, becoming a count was a symbol of his maturity, and he was willing to be crowned with this title.
Along the way, Cheng Liyue looked at the garden that was like a fairy tale, the garden, and the group of servants dressed in uniform. She watched them work in the garden and harvest a lot of food, as if the island was in a self-sufficient circulation system.
In terms of architecture, this family was very wealthy.
"From now on, you will be the mistress of this place. The management of the entire family will be in your hands. How about it? Are you nervous?" Lan Jia wanted to find some topics to talk to her, because he also wanted to understand more about her personality. He was definitely someone who was going to get married.
Cheng Liyue shook her head, "I might not have that ability."
"From now on, you're the Countess. Everything here is up to you. You can do whatever you want. No one will stop you."
Cheng Liyue turned her head to look at him, "Then don't you care about me?"
Lan Jia suddenly laughed, "How could I care about you? I support you in everything you do. "
"But we've only just met, and we're only getting married according to the wishes of our elders. Aren't you worried that my personality isn't good?" Cheng Liyue continued to look at him, because this Lan Jia looked to be only twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, maybe even younger. She did not fear him at all.
She didn't know why, but she found it hard to believe that she was so calm and collected.
If she had been an orphan, she would have been alarmed and frightened by the presence of a man of position in society.
However, not only was she not afraid of this Lan Jia, she even had a sense of relaxation.
Lan Jia was also curious about who this girl was before she lost her memories. Looking at her clothes from yesterday and the necklace around her neck, she did not look like a girl from an ordinary family. Maybe she was a rich young miss from A City!
But why did she lose her memories? Furthermore, her mental state last night wasn't very good, so he was sure that she must have suffered some kind of violence at home, causing her to lose her memories! Even so, he needed a wife, and she also needed to leave her previous life. He had a selfish thought, it would be better to leave her here, let her accompany him, let them accompany each other for the rest of their lives. Moreover, it was clear that this girl, whether it was in terms of status, knowledge, or looks,
She could match him in every aspect.
This was a peaceful and mysterious island on Earth. No one would come and disturb them here.
Although their family's businesses were spread all over the world and they had a few very profitable businesses, most of his work was on the island, accompanying his grandfather and the rest of his family.
The two of them walked along a path filled with green trees. Sunlight leaked down, forming a circle of dots on the ground. It was fresh and beautiful.
Lan Jia's gaze would occasionally size up Cheng Liyue along the way. He suddenly had a curious thought about who she was, if she wasn't Ye Xiaoshi, then who exactly was she?
However, for the time being, he would not investigate. In the future, he would definitely find out her identity.
Walking out of the manor-like building, he saw a black sports car parked by the roadside. Cheng Liyue was a little surprised, so the place where their grandfather and grandson lived actually required them to drive.
Lan Jia gentlemanly opened the copilot's door for her, and Cheng Liyue sat in. Lan Jia looked at her, his gaze looking forward, towards this luxurious car that was worth millions, he was not even the slightest bit surprised, it seemed like she was not an ordinary girl in the past.
Cheng Liyue tilted her head and looked at the scenery outside the window. Her mind was in chaos, was she really Ye Xiaoshi?
Ten minutes later, they arrived at another even more classical residence. It was like a castle, dignified, mysterious, and exuded an ancient aura, as if it was a building that had been built for hundreds of years.
Lan Jia got off the car, and when he reached out to hold Cheng Liyue's hand, she still shrunk back a little, as if she was resisting a little. Lan Jia still held her hand, and brought her step by step into the hall of the castle.
An old man with a white beard and over eighty years old sat on the sofa. His eyes were filled with anticipation as he looked at the girl who had been led in. He stood up excitedly, "Child, you're finally here."
The butler at the side made a slight sigh, and Lan Jia's gaze immediately swept across him with a sharp and warning gaze, signalling him not to sigh carelessly.
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