Six years ago he had forced her to have a pregnancy with a hundred million checks in order to avoid any complications, and six years later he was the one who presented her with the award after she became a movie queen.
Ye Lan, since you don't love me, why are you so emotional?
She had never thought that she would have any relationship with him, but in front of a child, the child who had made her desperately walk onto the stage, he wanted to snatch it. On the rainy night when his whole body was covered in blood, she used the gun and asked with all her might, "Ye Lan, what right do you have to have this child? Don't forget, six years ago, you personally beat him down, and you've already lost the right to be a father!"
A contract, a hundred million checks, she and he were not to be disturbed.
No one knew that a third-rate grassroots star spent a night with the Demon King of the capital. Even more so, no one knew that the kid who resembled the Demon King had taken out three hundred million in cheques when he saw his father. "Young Master Ye, you've been abandoned!"

Her Vexatious CEO

It wasn't that Su Nuannuan didn't remember, it was just that she didn't dare to.

Although she was just a child, she was still very intelligent, making people like her. In particular, her pair of sapphire blue eyes made people like her even more.

Children before the age of three did indeed have very few memories, but if Mama had blinded them with a cloth and tied them to the telephone pole of an orphanage, then that was impossible!

Before she was three years old, Su Nuannuan was a princess, a princess held in Mama's palm. Mama taught her about the piano, and said that in the future, Warmth would become the most beautiful princess in the world, but Warmth had never seen dung, and Mama had never told Warmth who her dung was.

They were similar to children of the same age, but too different from children of the same age.

Su Nuannuan had memories of the beginning. There were only three kinds of people in her world: she, Mama, and the servant!

Warm Memory