Reborn as the Cinnabar Mole of the Prince of Beijing's Elite Circle

Upon opening the box, a pair of sparkling wedding rings came into view!

“We should have matching rings when we get our marriage certificate.” Xie Yu’an’s eyes were full of anticipation. “The ring was custom-made to your size. Would you like to wear it?”

He secretly took the measurements while An Cinian was asleep.

Looking at the rings and Xie Yu'an's expectant eyes, An Cinian felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside her.

After asking the question, Xie Yu'an regretted it. Regardless of whether An Cinian was willing or not, they were already married, and An Cinian couldn't escape it. She had no choice but to accept it.

An Cinian handed her ring to Xie Yu'an, smiling, "Shouldn't you be the one putting this wedding ring on my finger?"

Xie Yu'an stared at An Cinian, his breathing quickening. When he saw An Cinian extend her right hand, he realized what was happening and knelt down on one knee with a thud.

An Cinian was so frightened that her body trembled and her heart raced.

"This, you, you, I..."

An Cinian was at a loss for words, watching helplessly as Xie Yu'an put the ring on her finger. Then she extended her own hand, letting An Cinian put it on her finger as well.

"Once you put it on, you can't take it off."

An Cinian looked at the ring on her ring finger. It was beautiful. The moment she held the rings, she saw the initials of their names engraved on the side against her finger. They had exchanged rings and names. She really liked it.

"Come on, go home."

An Cinian pulled Xie Yu'an to stand still, thought for a moment, and then looked up: "Your home or mine?"

Xie Yu'an turned around. He felt he needed to remind An Cinian, otherwise she wouldn't know they were married.

“Let’s go to your place to pack our things and come back to our home, An Cinian. We’re married now, shouldn’t we live together?”

Can……

An Cinian ultimately said nothing. After all, Xie Yu'an was right. Once you've registered your marriage, you should live together. Xie Yu'an, do you really love me, or do you just think that having me by your side makes it easier for you to keep an eye on my every move?

Looking at the room where she had lived for a while, she felt a little reluctant to leave. Everything here was arranged by her own hands. Although there weren't many things, people can develop feelings for things.

"Take what you think is important first, and let the servants handle the rest."

Is it something important?

An Cinian lowered her eyes. What important things did she have? Having lived two lives, it seemed that apart from her relatives and friends, these material possessions were of no importance to her.

Because she was always wandering, nowhere was her real home, and she had no home at all.

Aside from some clothes, toiletries, and documents, there really wasn't much else.

Soon, the Maybach stopped in front of the villa.

The servants of the household all came out and lined up in two rows, bowing to welcome their master.

Xie Yu'an ignored these people, quietly took the luggage out of the trunk, and then took An Cinian's hand and walked into the villa.

The butler's eyes widened. This was the first time the master had brought a girl home, and it was the same girl, and they were even holding hands. He had never heard that the master had a girlfriend.

Outsiders say that Mr. is a Buddhist because he has never had any scandals. There have even been rumors that he might have some kind of illness. His mother has introduced him to countless blind dates, but he has ignored them all.

Watching the backs of the beautiful couple, the butler rubbed his eyes, then his slightly narrowed eyes lit up again. Could this be the master's white moonlight?!

The first time he came here, he saw a girl's back when he was cleaning Xie Yu'an's room.

The man got angry and almost got fired.

"Sister, sister~" Suddenly a boy appeared out of nowhere and knelt down, hugging An Cinian's leg.

My God, what is this thing?!

Not knowing what was going on, the servants around dared not speak, since Xie Yu'an had not spoken.

Xie Yu'an pulled the boy's hand and said, "Get up."

Even when Xie Yu'an spoke, the boy wouldn't let go: "No...no, I don't want to...let go, sister, I want sister, I want sister!" He was extremely agitated and wouldn't listen at all.

An Cinian looked at the boy clinging to her leg, squatted down, smiled, and patted his head, trying to soothe his anxiety before asking, "You..."

She was about to ask the boy if he had mistaken her for someone else when she saw his appearance and frowned. Where had she seen this person before?

"Xie Yu'an, this person, I... haven't I seen him somewhere before?" An Cinian looked up at Xie Yu'an, hoping he could help her think of something.

"Sister~ Sister, you saved me. Here, sister, I'll give you a lemon candy."

He tightly hugged An Cinian's thigh with one hand, while taking out a lemon candy from his pocket with the other. His face was beaming with a bright smile, and he looked like an innocent fool.

An Cinian suddenly recalled a fragment of the past.

On Xie Yu'an's 19th birthday, they went out for a trip.

On her way, she happened to see a little mentally challenged boy being bullied. He was small and crawling on the ground, his clothes tattered, while the people continued to punch and kick him mercilessly, leaving him covered in bruises.

She felt sorry for this person and thought about how she had been through something similar, so she stepped in to save his life. In the end, she sent the little fool to Aikon Orphanage and asked Lin Ya to take care of him.

"Sweetie, you're so disgusted by this. Shall I take you to sit on the sofa?" An Cinian said gently to the little fool.

Although the little fool was a little fool, he tried very hard to understand An Cinian's words. He nodded, a naive smile on his face, jumped up and took An Cinian's arm again, and sat on the sofa like a fool.

He handed a lemon candy to An Cinian without hesitation, as if sharing his favorite candy.

"Didn't I send him to an orphanage? Why is he here?"

“He ran away from the orphanage and spent three days squatting in Xingyue Bay. If I hadn’t come back, this idiot would have continued to squat there.”

The little fool was actually quite clever. He clearly remembered the places he had been, knew where he was going, and could even clearly distinguish the people around him.

"No name? Neither Lin Ya's mother nor you could find any information about his family?"

“His parents have both passed away. His aunt kept him and even tried to name him, but he didn’t want it. He kept thinking about you and asked me to find you, so I kept him with me.”

Looking for me? Just because I saved his life?

"You silly girl, how about I name you? My name is An Cinian, and yours is An Xing, which means peace and happiness. Do you like it?" She looked at An Xing and tidied up An Xing's messy hair.

A bewildered An Xing pursed her lips, tilted her head, and seemed to know what An Cinian was talking about. She happily stood up again, clapped her hands, and ran around the sofa.

She kept repeating that she had a name now, called Anxing, "I want to be Anxing, my name is Anxing."

An Xing pulled An Cinian to the back garden. Xie Yu'an didn't chase after them. Let them do whatever they want. Anyway, An Cinian can't escape. An Xing is here and won't let her leave.

Sitting on the sofa, Xie Yu'an summoned all the servants and took out his marriage certificate.

"I probably don't need to say anything more."

The two prominent names and the red-background photo clearly indicate that the woman present is Xie Yu'an's wife, their lady.

"Yes, congratulations sir, congratulations madam."

I went upstairs, into my room, then out of the house, and downstairs, but with some extra things in my hands.

"Butler Sun, distribute the red envelopes." Xie Yu'an, who had just given out the red envelopes, sat on the sofa. "These are the Madam's wedding red envelopes. Let's add a rule to our Xie family: whoever takes good care of the Madam and makes her happy will receive a red envelope, with no limit on the amount. And this rule will always be in effect."

Without even looking, just by holding the red envelope in your hand, you can tell the amount is more than their monthly salary.