Cen Yun's face has the delicate of a girl, like a peony blooming in autumn, the unstoppable shyness on her cheeks is like a daisy fluttering in the wind.

"His name is ......" Cen Yun smiled lightly, "His name is Yang Zimo, don't tell my mother."

"Who?!" Cen Jia's eyes widened, only to feel that he was hallucinating at the moment.

The whole person seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she looked at Cen Yun in disbelief.

Cen Yun hadn't noticed Cen Jia's abnormality yet, and was still immersed in the girl's dream of spring.

"He's nice and handsome......

"The Yang Zimo you are talking about, is it the Yang next to the wooden word? The son of Confucius, the silent silence?" Cen Jia's heart was beating fast.

The mind is in a mess, how can this be?!

Cen Jia stared at Cen Yun's face tightly, hoping that she would shake her head, hoping that she would say no!

But......

Cen Yun nodded heavily: "Yes, that's how it was written, Jiajia, how do you know?"

Cen Yun looked up in amazement, but unexpectedly bumped into Cen Jia's complicated expression.

What kind of expression is that?

It was as if the sky had fallen, and even in those eyes as clear as autumn water, there were crystal tears.

The smile on Cen Yun's face stiffened, and she asked in a slur manner, "Jiajia...... You, what's wrong with you?"

As if awakened by this sound, Cen Jia tried his best to stabilize his mind and adjust his emotions.

Only then did he suppress the chaotic heart, Cen Jia opened his eyes: "I, I'm fine, sister-in-law, you, you go on, you and Yang, how did this person meet?"

Cen Yunhu looked at Cen Jia suspiciously, and continued: "It's a classmate from school, he is a ...... from the class next door to me."

Cen Jia's heart was beating like thunder, how could it be? Isn't Yang Zimo an outstanding graduate of Wanzhou Middle School?

I still remember that Yang Zimo also said in his previous life that he was successfully hired as a teacher in Wanzhou Middle School precisely because of his excellent grades in middle school and his internship in Wanzhou later!

And...... Counting this time, Yang Zimo shouldn't be here at all, but in junior high school in his hometown!

"The school chose the choir, we were all choired, he couldn't sing, and the teacher asked me to teach him......

Listening to Cen Yun's eloquent words, Cen Jia only felt that the world was spinning.

Everything in the previous life has become false.

If this Yang Zimo was her husband in her previous life, then ...... In her previous life, wouldn't her marriage be a joke, no, it could be a lie!

However, he is so good, she has been married for twenty years, she has not felt his deception at all, and why should he do that!

"Sister-in-law!" Listening to their sweet story, Cen Jia's heart ached, and she couldn't help but interrupt her words.

Cen Jia plucked up the courage to look up and said, "When are you going to take me to meet your boyfriend?"

Instead of crazy doubts and speculations here, it is better to see with your own eyes whether Yang Zimo is the same person.

"What nonsense are you talking about, I haven't established a relationship with him yet, it's just...... It's just that we've talked a few times together......" Cen Yun's face turned red: "However, it happens that tomorrow Saturday, I made an appointment with him to practice together, if you really want to meet, I'll take you to ......."

Cen Jia pulled out an ugly smile in response.

I just kept my eyes open all night, thinking about my past life, and it was difficult to sleep.

The Li family, after Li Sirong came back from Lijiawan, he has been waiting for Cen Tianhua to come to the door to say that he will not return to Changyun Station, and he also has a stomach full of words to ask Cen Tianhua, but he didn't see Cen Tianhua until it was dark