in 1980.
Hong Kong.
As night falls, the huge white cruise ship in the distance silently pushes away from the sea, approaching the brightly lit and bustling Victoria Harbor.
The lights in the cruise ship hall were blurry and the sound was loud. During the day, the men and women in suits and ties in the Central Building lost their elegance and swayed and entangled with the music...
In the corner booth, Chen Yanbei was dressed in a black suit, with his long legs crossed, his broad and upright shoulders slightly facing back against the sofa, his deep eyes looking at the noisy crowd in front of him, as if the emperor was judging the mortals. between.
Precious and indifferent.
The host of the party, Liang Yu, sat next to him with a goblet in his hand and said with a smile, "Mr. Chen, why don't you go and relax?"
"Did you see that girl in the middle? She got it from Belarus. Is she okay?"
Chen Yanbei raised his eyelids coldly and glanced at him: "Is this what you call talking about business?"
"Have you got any news about the person you're looking for?" (Have you got any news about the person you're looking for?)
Liang Yu shook the goblet in his hand and said, "I just want to turn the whole Xiangjiang upside down for you. Miss Jiang, why don't you give me a photo? Just a name and approximate age." With a population of over 30 million in Hong Kong, it’s like looking for a needle in a haystack!”
Hearing that there was no progress, Chen Yanbei rubbed his eyebrows a little irritably, and the air pressure around his body was extremely low.
"Now, what are you doing with Miss Jiang? What's the connection between the two of you?" Liang Yuze was really curious, so he came closer and asked in a low voice.
Of course, Chen Yanbei couldn't tell the reason why he was looking for someone.
Because no one knows that the Prince of Xiangjiang, who is usually cool and dignified, like a flower on a high mountain, has been extremely affectionate with a woman in his dreams every night for the past year.
The woman is covered in fat and snowy skin, her body is delicate and soft, and she has an indescribable but pleasant fragrance. Whenever she is pressed under her, she will cry like a cat, seemingly crying but not crying. He was a person who had never given up on lust, yet he broke the rules for her again and again.
Moreover, the time background and identity in his dreams would change every night. Sometimes he was a general and she was a lady. Sometimes he is the young man and the warlord of one of the separatist factions, and she is the concubine.
It's a bit like the past and present life, the meaning of fate and reincarnation.
Unfortunately, he couldn't see the woman's face clearly in his dream, and he only got a last name - Miss Jiang.
He vowed to find the woman who disturbed his dreams.
He didn't get any clues from Chen Yanbei, and his friend didn't care. He took a sip of the red wine in the goblet and stared at him with gossiping eyes:
"Okay, let's not talk about your Miss Jiang, then we can always talk about your fiancée from the Mainland, right? There are crazy rumors in the circle that Mr. Chen has arranged a baby wedding for you. Is it true or not?"
"Get out." Chen Yanbei loosened the collar of his shirt expressionlessly, never having the patience to respond to such things.
After being scolded, the other party not only didn't mind, but smiled even brighter: "Hey, let me prove it, why are you being so grand?"
"I think your skin is tight." Chen Yanbei said lightly and stood up.
He managed the expensive black suit just right, with broad shoulders, narrow waist, long legs, and a tall and straight body.
Coupled with a handsome and cold face, sharp eyebrows, and a high nose, it is an extremely beautiful appearance.
From the moment he stepped onto the cruise ship, he attracted countless gazes both overtly and covertly.
Ignoring the women holding wine glasses who wanted to approach and strike up a conversation, Chen Yanbei walked out of the hall quickly.
The Chen family started out as a shipping business, and now their businesses are spread across various industries. They are the top of the pyramid in Hong Kong's wealthy circle.
Chen Yanbei is the only son of the Chen family.
Not only is he outstanding in appearance, he is also quite capable and has great power in the family business.
He is the second generation of the most popular wealthy family.
Just when a group of celebrities in Hong Kong were trying to provoke him, suddenly there was news in the circle——
This wealthy young master actually has a fiancée from the Mainland, whom Mr. Chen personally arranged to marry in the Mainland many years ago.
The development of Hong Kong in the 1980s was very different from that of the mainland.
The mainland's economy has just started, and most people are still in the stage of looking at the earth and looking at the sky to make a living.
And if urbanites can enter a factory, the conditions are considered to be good.
Therefore, "mainland fiancées" are the same as country bumpkins in the eyes of wealthy young ladies.
Everyone felt sorry for Chen Yanbei.
The proud son of Xiangjiang is actually paired with a country girl from mainland China?
What a waste of resources!
At this moment, in a village far away in the mainland, the wasteful man himself was slowly waking up.
"Zhiqua——"
Jiang Yao turned over, and the wooden bed also made a sound.
After turning it back and forth several times, she always felt a faint soreness in her lower abdomen, as if there was something left inside, and her whole body felt soft as if the bones had been torn apart.
Her delicate white hands rubbed her lower abdomen habitually, and she woke up leisurely.
Jiang Yao has a secret. In the past year, she has been lingering with a man in her dreams every night.
At first I thought it was my ovulation period and I would be fine after a few days.
Unexpectedly, it would be like this every night, with the same man. Fortunately, the man was handsome and had a great figure, which matched her aesthetic point. Jiang Yao did not reject him, and even took it for granted. At worst, he would just treat him as a boyfriend she could only see at night.
She was still recalling last night's dream in her mind, when a burst of noise suddenly filled the room.
"Smelly girl! Why are you still at home?!"
"Today is the day for you and Zhao Changfeng to see each other. They have booked a hotel in town early to wait for you. It's a good thing you stay here and sleep in!"
"I'm telling you, if this marriage falls through, just wait until you marry an old bachelor in the village!"
The middle-aged woman who spoke was Jiang Yao's aunt Li Xianglan.
Even if he said that he would use his hands, he would come forward and pull the quilt from her body.
Before the hand covered with mud between the fingernails touched the quilt, she was caught off guard and faced Jiang Yao's beautiful and charming little face, as if she had just been loved by a man. The collar of the cotton floral dress was slightly open, revealing a trace of snowy skin. The round and straight curvature of the lower body makes women unable to help but swallow their saliva when they see it.
Li Xianglan's heart suddenly felt sour: Damn it, this damn girl is exposed to the wind and sun every day and doesn't get any oil or water, how can she develop so well? Even the messy appearance after waking up looks better than others.
Not to mention that sultry look, which is so seductive.
It's really irritating to see people compare to each other.
"Snapped--"
She was cursing secretly in her heart when she received a blow on the back of her hand. Li Xianglan came to her senses immediately and glared at the person in front of her with dissatisfaction.
This is outrageous! This damn girl actually dares to hit someone? !
Jiang Yao's eyes met without fear: "Auntie, since you like Zhao Changfeng so much, why don't you let your eldest cousin marry him?"
As soon as the words came out, Jiang Yao was stunned.
Why did my voice become so...soft? The sharpness in the words was instantly compromised.
Before she could figure it out, Li Xianglan across from her had her hands on her hips and her eyes wanted to stab her to death:
"Bah! How can you, a damn girl, talk to your elders? You really treat your kindness like a donkey's liver and lungs!"
"We are doing this for your own good. We hope you will find a good home and have enough food and clothing in the future. You don't even look at yourself, what can you do?"
"With a family background but no background, no culture but no education, and looking so immodest, being able to marry into the Zhao family is already a blessing earned in eight lifetimes. If you don't seize this opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life!"
Li Xianglan said this, but she was actually clear in her heart. The person she introduced to Jiang Yao, Zhao Changfeng, was not only from a better family, but also looked like a short, ugly man, and had a lot of trouble with women in private.
Those with weak bones may be crushed to death by him on the bed.
Otherwise, it would be Jiang Yao's turn to get married?
She had already told her daughter!
Listening to Li Xianglan's words of devaluing her as worthless despite being good for her, Jiang Yao slowly opened the quilt and put on her cloth shoes:
"Auntie, you are right. I am ugly, poor, and uneducated. I am not worthy of marriage at all. Why should I care about you?"
"The key point is that both my parents are dead, but there are a lot of relatives in the family. I have been married. Today this cousin will find someone to arrange a job, and tomorrow that cousin will ask for a favor. Do you think the Zhao family is marrying a daughter-in-law or marrying a daughter-in-law? Is there something pressing?"
With a soft voice, every word she spoke pierced Li Xianglan's heart.
Li Xianglan was suddenly like a firecracker being lit, and her voice rose eight degrees: "Damn girl, who are you scolding?!"
"You are a money-losing loser who has a mother but no mother! You deserve not to get married because you are not good at it!"
"Pooh!"
Jiang Yao's expression didn't change even after being scolded by Ji Chi Bailian.
Nisuo put on her clothes and tied her braids tightly, and replied slowly: "My eldest cousin has been taught well by you. Even though she is already in her twenties, she is still staying at home."
"You!" Jiang Yao couldn't be said, so Li Xianglan stamped her feet and glared at her, then turned around and walked out.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Only then did Jiang Yao have the time to reflect on her current situation.
She traveled through time.
From later generations to the 1980s, it was on the body of a girl with the same name and surname in the countryside.
They both look the same and have the same body shape, but their souls have changed.
The original owner's parents died, and he was dependent on his sister and grandfather.
Now that my grandfather is seriously ill and my sister is weak and incompetent, the uncles and aunts at home have taken up the idea of the original owner.
There is no other reason. Jiang Yao is so beautiful.
Her snow-skinned skin is as thick as gelatin, and her body is slim and graceful. Her flesh seems to be conscious, growing where it should grow, and not even a trace of it growing where it shouldn't.
The palm-sized face is more like being sculpted against a measuring stick, with a pair of fox eyes, the double eyelids are just the right width, the eyelashes are thick and curled, and the ends of the eyes are slightly upturned, quietly making people tense up.
The nose is small and straight, and the lips are as pink and moist as the peach blossoms on the branches in March.
Fairies in the sky only look like this.
In the eyes of the Jiang family, such beauty should climb high and work for the welfare of the family.
As he thought, Zhao Changfeng, the son of the director of the municipal water plant, came to the village to inspect the reservoir. He accidentally saw Jiang Yao and immediately became interested.
These days, water plants are very popular.
Jiang Yao married into the Zhao family, and several of her cousins were able to find jobs in the water plant.
Anyway, Jiang Yao's parents are dead, so it's not up to the elders in the family to decide who to marry.
That's why Jiang Yao and Zhao Changfeng looked at each other.
