Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

The next morning, Tang Wenwan woke up early. After seeing the list of campers last night, she was even more looking forward to this camp.

"Get up, I'm getting up!"

She pushed Jiang Kaichen, who was clinging to her like a koala, and yelled that she was almost annoyed to death by this man when sleeping these past two days. Not only did he flirt with her in all kinds of ways at night but didn't dare to touch her, but he also thought of ways to tangle with her during the day and dragged her around so that she didn't want to get up.

"Camp opens today, I need to get up and get ready!"

Tang Wenwan pushed with her hands and feet, but the man held her tighter and tighter as if he was playing tricks on her.

“Ouch~ Ouch~”

Tang Wenwan suddenly froze and began to groan.

"What's wrong? Did I hurt you? Or is your leg cramping again?"

Jiang Kaichen jumped up from the bed like a spring, panicking and not at all as calm as before.

Tang Wenwan, who had broken free from her confinement, quickly slipped off the bed like a loach, and ran to the bathroom while yelling to the back:

"You can sleep by yourself, I need to do some serious work!"

"Bang~"

The bathroom door closed with a sound. Jiang Kaichen, who was still half-kneeling on the bed and hadn't come back to his senses, gave a bad review to that stupid activity in a fit of anger.

Due to the opening of the joint training camp, the entire auction hall, including the studios and large and small exhibition halls, will not be open to the public for the next two days.

The opening ceremony was held in the cruise ship's studio. When Tang Wenwan arrived, it seemed that the staff and the five members had been waiting for a long time.

"Am I still late?"

Facing the light, Tang Wenwan, dressed in a white robe, walked in with a smile on her eyes, followed slowly by Jiang Kaichen, who looked reluctant.

"Wan girl, you're here pretty early!"

Zhang Yunlin walked forward amidst everyone’s astonishment. Even with the light behind him, one could see his old face smiling so hard that it looked like it was about to bloom.

"The camp hasn't started yet, and everyone is looking forward to this event, so they all came a little early."

He led Tang Wenwan towards the crowd while muttering something. The old man was also wearing a white gown today, and when he didn't speak, he looked quite like a Taoist immortal.

"Hello everyone, I am Tang Wenwan. I will be spending the next two days of the retreat with you all. I am very happy to have this opportunity to practice with you all."

Tang Wenwan walked up to the five campers who had been standing in a row spontaneously since she entered the room, briefly introduced herself, and finally bowed to everyone.

Except for Liu Tianxiang who kept staring at her toes, the other four people just stood there staring at her as if petrified. No one reacted in shock and wanted to respond.

"Didn't expect our Wanwan to be so young?"

In the silence, Zhang Yunlin's triumphant voice could be heard. This was the scene he had expected, and the scene perfectly satisfied his inner pride.

"This isn't a child prodigy, this is a goddess!"

Lee Myung-bak was the first to come back to his senses. He took a step forward involuntarily, then pulled his unkempt coat and took two steps back embarrassedly, as if appreciating a work of art, his eyes filled with fascination and excitement.

"Hello, Miss Tang. I have heard a lot about you!"

Wang Likun pulled her husband, who had lost his soul, to her side, took a step forward gracefully, tried to restrain the look of a woman looking at another woman, and extended her hand to show friendliness.

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Lee!"

Tang Wenwan smiled and gently held the hand back. At the same time, she felt the softness in her palm pause slightly when she heard the word "Mrs. Li".

"Masako, am I so beyond your imagination?"

Letting go of Wang Likun's hand, Tang Wenwan took a step towards the girl next to her, stood in front of the little girl whose mouth was wide open the whole time, and smiled with her head tilted.

"Can I hug you?"

The little girl's language system was in complete chaos. Her face flushed, she spoke incoherently, opened her arms and gestured excitedly.

Tang Wenwan hugged her and touched her short hair, which was the same as the one she had cut when she first went to Japan. Tang Wenwan whispered in her ear:

"Call sister!"

"Sister~Sister! Sister! Can I call you sister? Sister Wanwan!"

The little girl was stunned for a moment before she reacted. She hugged Tang Wenwan's waist and screamed and jumped. Jiang Kaichen, who was standing not far away, clenched his fists and resisted the urge to go up and pull her away.

"Grandma Zhang, I studied your and Sir Montefiore's art foundation carefully last night. I was very touched by the good deeds you have done over the years, especially the international art children's education project. It is really amazing. I hope I will have the opportunity to participate in your art charity in the future."

Putting the little girl down, she turned to the old lady who had been standing beside her and smiling at her. Tang Wenwan was like a little fan girl. She grabbed the old lady's hand and chattered with a little excitement.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Yunlin and Jiang Kaichen behind him showed surprise and appreciation on their faces at the same time. They didn't expect that this little girl was so serious about her work. She not only put a lot of effort into the activity courses, but also did research on every participant.

Two lines of tears suddenly fell down Zhang Xiufang's face without her noticing. She raised her trembling hands and touched Tang Wenwan's little face, which was pink due to excitement. She choked up for a long time before saying:

"It would be great if Montefiore were here. How much he would like you if he saw you!"

Tang Wenwan was infected and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Grandma, you have me now. You have to take me with you on the road ahead."

She shook Zhang Xiufang's hand and said coquettishly, her nose red as she thought secretly, the old knight let grandma see that love is the seed of art, and I also want to let grandma see that art can make love blossom.

After taking a look at Liu Tianxiang who was still in a daze, Tang Wenwan patted the old lady who was still in grief, let go of her hand and walked back to the front of the crowd.

"I sent the training process to Mr. Zhang last night. I believe each of you should have the activity content introduction in your hands. In the next two days, we will only do two things: meditation and painting.

I hope that through these two days of meditation and painting, we can all gain different insights and gains from observing the world, encountering all living things, and seeing ourselves.”

Tang Wenwan calmed herself down, looked at everyone and announced loudly.

“Painting is just an outlet for me and for everyone. In these two days, I hope to accompany everyone to use painting as a medium to redefine themselves and their understanding of painting.”

As she spoke, she walked over and held the hand of Liu Tianxiang, who had never even raised his head from beginning to end, and led everyone to the deck while saying:

"Now we are going to start the first class, meditation. This is also the best spiritual training course I learned from Master Hashimoto in Japan. I hope it can help everyone put aside their distracting thoughts temporarily and enter a state of selflessness."