Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

Perhaps sensing the nervousness in Tang Wenwan's tone, Jiang Kaichen put down the yellow peach thousand-layer dish he was about to feed her, leaned back in his chair, and looked at the visitor with raised eyebrows.

Hawkeye was as stern as ever, with an expression of impatience at being disturbed on his face, which instantly made the butler feel a bit stuck in a dilemma.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mr. Jiang."

The butler tried to maintain a professional smile, but still took a step back unconsciously.

"Mr. Jiang, I've heard a lot about you!"

A graceful figure came forward from behind the butler holding a wine glass. Surya bent slightly with grace and leaned towards Jiang Kaichen with the champagne glass in her hand in a flattering manner.

As she moved, the dangling pearl necklace swayed gently above her seductive grooves.

"Have you long admired your name?"

His eyebrows raised slightly, and his eagle eyes tilted slightly before quickly retracting.

There was no intention of picking up the cup. Jiang Kaichen just looked at Tang Wenwan's expression and asked again in a deep voice:

"My wife asked, who are you?"

"Your wife?"

Surya was obviously a little surprised by the title. He straightened up awkwardly and looked at Tang Wenwan again as if exploring her.

This time the housekeeper also sensed the tense atmosphere, and his first reaction was that the bold singer had taken a fancy to Jiang Kaichen and was trying to take the opportunity to poach him to get ahead.

"Surya!"

She warned him with a tone of disdain, then mustered up her courage and took another step forward.

She blocked him behind her, half bowed and apologized to Jiang Kaichen and Tang Wenwan:

"Surya is a resident singer invited by our cruise ship. He was a little nervous for his first performance on board, so he lost his composure. Mr. Jiang and Mrs. Jiang, please forgive me."

Although Surya was blocked at the back, because of his tall stature, the butler couldn't block him and he himself couldn't control his inquiring gaze.

"I want to go back!"

Jiang Kaichen was about to lose his temper when Tang Wenwan shook his arm and made a loud demand, with her head drooping, obviously losing all interest.

The girl pursed her thin lips, a little surprised that her mood suddenly dropped. She looked up and glared at the housekeeper and Surya, and whispered, "Send dinner to our room." She stood up and walked out the door with Tang Wenwan.

Behind, the performance hall was still brightly lit. In the gorgeous hall, lights moved among the white tablecloth and golden liquid. The sound of wine glasses clinking, ambiguous conversations, brilliant smiles... intertwined into a kind of enchantment, adding a sense of mystery to the night.

Tang Wenwan was supported by Jiang Kaichen's waist and slowly moved away from the hustle and bustle. The strange yet familiar inquiring eyes kept flashing in her mind. She wanted to grasp something, but it seemed like she grasped nothing.

"Don't like that singer?"

After returning to the room, everyone changed out of their dresses and the housekeeper arranged for room service to set up dinner on the dining table on the balcony.

Jiang Kaichen was leaning against the bedroom door, preparing to call someone out for dinner. He looked at Tang Wenwan, who was already wearing a nightgown and lying on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking about, and asked.

I instinctively thought that the little girl thought the singer was interested in her and was jealous, and my heart was filled with a little pride of being cared for.

"do you know him?"

Tang Wenwan turned over and lay on the bed and asked again. The familiar feeling of tonight seemed a little hard to get rid of.

"Why should I get to know a shemale?" Jiang Kaichen replied angrily and amusedly.

He took a step with his long legs, walked over, picked her up from the bed, helped her put on her nightgown, wrapped her in a large shawl, and then walked towards the dining table on the balcony.

There is a magnificent sea view outside the balcony, and the breeze gently caresses their faces, bringing a hint of coolness.

The dining table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth, and the exquisite tableware was neatly placed, emitting a shiny silver glow.

Candles lit up the entire space, and the warm yellow light reflected on the faces of Tang Wenwan and Jiang Kaichen.

"I have arranged for a nutritionist to be on board. You must not eat anything carelessly during your early pregnancy. It is important to lay a good foundation."

The food on the table was rich and varied, including appetizers, stews, various steamed dishes, and fruits. It just looked like something from a health club, not the style of an international cruise ship.

"Isn't this a bit too exaggerated?"

Tang Wenwan was a little flattered to be taken care of so attentively. Her warm mood slowly improved as she picked up her chopsticks to taste this and that.

"This ship is ours. It's only natural that we give you some special privileges."

Seeing Tang Wenwan eating with relish, Jiang Kaichen finally relaxed slowly. He picked up the red wine glass in front of him and sipped it carefully, enjoying the rare tranquility in the gentle sea breeze.

"The boat is yours?"

Tang Wenwan, who still had rice rolls with shrimps stuffed in her cheeks, was so shocked that she choked. She didn't even bother to swallow everything in her mouth and looked up and asked in surprise.

In her previous life, she knew that this man was rich enough to rival a country, but she never cared about how he did it, and no one had ever explained it to her.

He handed her a cup of chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea, and watched her swallow the food in her mouth before Jiang Kaichen replied slowly.

"Most of the cruise ships on the high seas are engaged in the gambling industry. For large transactions, it is not convenient for money to flow in and out. So we have acquired some ships and provide art auction services directly on board for those winners."

Business is really not her strong point. Tang Wenwan took a long time to digest the information while holding the teacup before she roughly understood it.

"Do the people on the ship know your identity?"

She remembered the familiar gaze and the danger she had escaped from Japan, and asked with a little concern.

"Except for the CEO of the cruise line, no one knows. Don't worry, on this ship, we are at most a VIP guest who has many demands, is difficult to deal with and cannot be offended."

Jiang Kaichen put another piece of steamed pork ribs on her plate with chopsticks, then replied slowly.

Seeing the look that asked her to continue eating, Tang Wenwan finally felt relieved and started to attack the food in front of her again.

“But, do you know that Surya?”

As she was eating, she seemed to remember something and asked unwillingly.

Jiang Kaichen was holding the stew in front of him and was about to take a sip, but he suddenly lost his appetite when she asked him.

"Wanwan, that's a shemale!"

He put down the soup helplessly and had to explain it again. The love he had for being cared for was almost gone, and the little bit of his straight male self-esteem was swaying in the sea breeze.

"So he likes me?"

Tang Wenwan was chewing a mouthful of vegetables and mumbling to herself incoherently, which finally made Jiang Kaichen explode.

"I will throw that androgynous thing into the sea tomorrow and eat well instead of thinking about nonsense all day long."

The fox's tail was finally revealed and he was angry, and his good mood was inexplicably ruined.

"Snapped!"

The chopsticks in his hand were placed heavily on the table.

"I don't want to eat anymore! You're mean to me again, and you even hit me on the back of my hand today. I don't want to ride this boat anymore, you gotta let me get off!"

Tang Wenwan's forbearance in her previous life created her rebellious nature in this life. She slammed the table and refused to do it, rebelling angrily, watching Zhang Jun opposite her blush and turn pale, and the fierceness in her eagle eyes was blown away bit by bit by the sea breeze.