Reborn Pastoral Guiyuan: A Famous Family Warmth Marriage

Perhaps it was Tian Yuan's illusion, it seemed that Shang Rong had changed a lot since returning to Italy.

There is no longer so much fierceness on his body, maybe it was put away by him, or, on his territory, he would naturally choose to relax, instead of Mr. Mr. Shang.

At this moment, listening to Shang Rong talking about his childhood, his voice, accompanied by the sound of lapping waves and churning sea water, seemed so calm, and his shadow stretched very, very long behind him.

If Tian Yuan met Shang Rong for the first time in today's scene, it would be hard for her to believe that such a seemingly comfortable man would be the master of the largest gang in Italy, and would I can't believe that such a person is stained with the blood of an unknown number of people.

Tian Yuan admits in her heart that such a handsome appearance is fatally attractive to any woman, and it can easily make a woman's heart skip a beat for him at this moment without knowing it.

But it was precisely because of this that Tian Yuan couldn't understand even more, why such a man, whom she couldn't find fault with, would fall in love with her, and if she persisted, it would last for 12 years.

To say that what Shang Rong resembles her the most, perhaps, is this obsession with something, the control over things**.

He liked her for 12 years, and likewise, her 12 years of growth were all under his control.

But she, because of the fate of the previous life, desperately wants to control everything about herself and her own destiny in her own hands.

"Tian Yuan." Shang Rong suddenly called her name, which was rare among the many addresses he called her, and once he did so, it showed that what he was going to say next was from his heart. He wanted her to listen to the words in her heart.

The soft sand of the beach left behind the footprints of the two when they came, four footprints, two big and two small, neatly juxtaposed.

"As long as I can remember, I can't remember anything about my mother. It can be said that I have never seen my mother. My childhood was on this beach, but it was not for playing. My childhood toys were all They are murder weapons, daggers, blades, all kinds of guns, grenades, bombs, etc. After I am sensible, my time is all arranged to understand these murder weapons and how to quickly and conveniently steal people silently. Life, and my father, in my memory, never smiled at me once, and the people around me didn't seem to smile with this expression, before I met Rong Yi and the others, I didn't even know how to do it."

Didn't smile this expression?What kind of living environment is that in the end?Tian Yuan can't imagine that a world without laughter is probably a world with only black and white colors.

If Shang Rong hadn't said it herself, Tian Yuan wouldn't have believed it. There would be people who didn't know how to laugh. In such a childhood, only killing weapons, is it still a childhood?

"Others say that my father is the devil in Italy, and I am the future Satan of Italy. When I appear in front of others, the expression on everyone's face will freeze instantly. No one will laugh when they see me. They ran away screaming, because they knew that I was the future heir of Shangmen, a cold-blooded and ruthless king."

"Shang Rong, you don't need to talk about these bad memories." Tian Yuan was slightly moved. Whose life can be said to be smooth until now?She is, isn't Shang Rong the same?

"I said this not to ask for your sympathy, so put away your pity and compassion." Shang Rong frowned slightly, and his voice was as cold as the moonlight in Italy last night, "I hate to see this kind of expression on other people's faces." The expression, as if I am a demon who deserves to be like this, and you, like an angel flapping white wings."

"Okay." Tian Yuan was speechless.