Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

Jiang Kaichen was bent over with his neck held, the posture was really awkward, but he didn't have the heart to pry the girl's hands away, so he could only sigh and pick her up like a child.

Tang Wenwan was picked up and felt quite comfortable. She rubbed her wet face against Jiang Kaichen's neck and asked in a buzzing voice, "Where is your iris?"

Jiang Kaichen was troubled by the curves of the girl that had just developed in his arms. He was still struggling in his head as to whether the girl he was holding was an eight-year-old girl or an eighteen-year-old girl... When he was suddenly asked this question, he was stuck and couldn't figure it out at all.

"What flower?" he repeated, frowning.

“Hey…”

Tang Wenwan then raised her head and pointed with her chin at Zhang Lingyue, who had just walked out of the Tang family mourning hall with Zhu Xin.

Jiang Kaichen held the person in his arms and turned around, just in time to meet Zhang Lingyue's half-smile.

Behind her, Zhang Xincheng's angry expression when he saw Tang Wenwan being held in his arms made him raise his hand and press the little head in his arms against his chest. Without even looking at the other person, he turned around, opened the car door, and placed Tang Wenwan steadily on the passenger seat.

"Not familiar with her." He gave an explanation and helped Tang Wenwan fasten her seat belt. He did not even look away and went around to his driver's seat and started the car.

Tang Wenwan only had time to look back and see Zhang Lingyue, Zhang Xincheng, and Zhu Xin, standing in a row not far away, looking at her with different expressions.

“Hey…they…”

She pointed outside the window and was about to ask a question out of curiosity, but when she turned around and saw the man become cold again, she swallowed her words back into her stomach as if by reflex.

There was silence in the car. Tang Wenwan had a lot to say, and she started picking her fingers because she was torn between thoughts that she wanted to say but didn't dare to say. At that moment, Jiang Kaichen's phone vibrated.

Tang Wenwan sneaked a glance and saw the words "Jiang Heng" flashing on the screen. Jiang Kaichen frowned and turned on the car hands-free function.

"Kaichen, I heard that something happened to you?" An old man's voice came from the other end of the line, his concern but coldness revealed.

"Well, I'm dealing with it, godfather." Jiang Kaichen answered expressionlessly while driving.

The person on the other end of the phone was obviously not satisfied with this answer. He paused and then said, "You just returned to South City and you are not familiar with it. Should I ask Aqiang to come over and help you?"

The questioning statement was completely in the tone of an order, which made Jiang Kaichen relax his brows.

"Okay, that's fine." He answered simply, and the other party hung up the phone with a satisfied look.

"Can I go home now?"

Tang Wenwan was eavesdropping with great interest nearby. She was currently brainstorming to match her memories of her past life with events. She was unable to react when she was suddenly asked this question.

"what?"

She looked up blankly at Jiang Kaichen who was driving, her eyes flushed like a rabbit's because she had cried so hard just now.

Jiang Kaichen shook his head helplessly, feeling a little regretful. He even began to reflect on whether his attitude just now was too tough.

"Can I take you home?" He asked again in a softer voice, and this time his attitude was a little more friendly.

"Oh..." Tang Wenwan nodded obediently. She knew that the phone call would keep the man busy, so she obeyed sensibly and politely.

Jiang Kaichen, who had just felt like he was being scratched by a cat, was a little surprised that the little girl cried and recovered so quickly from her emotional torrent. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, said nothing, and drove towards Tang's house.

"I told you not to go out, but you still sneak away..."

Tang Wenwan, who was in Mercury retrograde, was caught for the second time as soon as she entered the door. Fortunately, Jiang Kaichen caught the pillow that her brother threw over.

"Brother..." Knowing that she was in the wrong, Tang Wenwan quickly hid behind Jiang Kaichen, fearing that she would be attacked a second time.

Tang Wensong strode over to catch the man, but was actually stopped by Jiang Kaichen.

"You..." The angry young master was just about to snatch the person away with some anger still remaining, but he was stunned when he saw the mess on Jiang Kaichen's chest.

Jiang Kaichen looked down along the direction of his gaze, curled the corners of his mouth, took Tang Wenwan's hand, walked around him, and sat on the sofa.

"I've already talked about her." After Tang Wensong turned around on the spot, he gave him an explanation very politely, then turned his body sideways and still protected the little girl behind him.

"Oh..." Tang Wensong stood there with his hands on his hips, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"They are investigating all over the world. You are absolutely right. We shouldn't have brought her that day. Now the focus is on investigating the people who appeared backstage that day."

Tang Wensong was furious as he spoke. He took two steps forward, pointed at Tang Wenwan and lectured her, "I came back to see if you were safe, but you still slipped away. Did you go to the Zhu family to watch the fun? You don't mind eating melons?"

Tang Wenwan was scolded and hid behind Jiang Kaichen. The adults and elderly were not at home for the past two days. Tang Wensong was so angry that he wanted to beat himself up, but there was no one to stop him.

"Everything is done with the Zhu family. I will take care of the rest of the matters in the next two days." Jiang Kaichen patted the little girl and looked at Tang Wensong to comfort him.

Tang Wensong, who was unable to take any action, sat down on the sofa next to him with a lot of anger. "I heard that Zhengda is also preparing to send someone." He reminded a little irritably.

"Well, I just received a call from Jiang Heng. Send Wanwan back and I'll go back to deal with it." Jiang Kaichen said as he prepared to get up and leave.

"Ah..." Before he could stand up, he was pulled down again.

When he looked down, he saw Tang Wenwan looking at Tang Wensong timidly, as if she was afraid that she would be beaten as soon as he left.

Thinking of how she had just cried in front of him with a clear conscience, Jiang Kaichen couldn't help but smile.

He took Tang Wenwan's hand off the hem of his suit, touched her head, and then looked at Tang Wensong and said, "Don't worry, he doesn't dare."

Tang Wenwan looked up at him in disbelief, thinking, "My brother wants to beat me, what else can I dare not do?"

Tang Wensong was so angry at her cowardly look that he laughed. He stood up, walked to Jiang Kaichen in two steps, poked Tang Wenwan's forehead hard and said, "It's been a mess outside these two days. If you run away again, I will really lock you up."

Tang Wenwan was poked and fell backwards, but fortunately Jiang Kaichen was quick to hold the back of her head so she didn't fall.

"Come on, I'll go with you to take a look." Tang Wensong was satisfied to see his sister being beaten up and not daring to make a sound. He raised his head, ignored the warning look from Jiang Kaichen, turned around and walked out the door.

As soon as Jiang Kaichen and Tang Wensong entered the office, they saw Aqiang sitting in the reception chair in front of the desk, looking at them with a serious face.

"Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang sent me to assist you in handling the auction." A Qiang's tone was simple yet stern. When he saw Jiang Kaichen come in, he stood up respectfully.

Jiang Kaichen and Tang Wensong looked at each other, then looked at Aqiang and nodded, motioning him to sit down.

"This incident of the original painting being swapped is not a simple one. Mr. Jiang always says that we must find out who is behind this and recover the original painting." A Qiang, who was sitting down, once again emphasized the purpose of his visit.

Jiang Kaichen motioned Tang Wensong to sit on the sofa next to him, and he walked to the desk and sat down. After a moment of silence, he answered the question irrelevantly, "So, that painting is something that Old Jiang always insists on having?"

"Has there been any progress on Brother Qiang's side? Let's cooperate and mediate this matter as soon as possible so that Mr. Jiang can rest assured." After thinking for a moment, he added, sounding sincere.

Then he pointed his chin in the direction of Tang Wensong and said, "This incident has indeed had a huge impact. I originally wanted to get some paintings from the Tang family, but now they don't dare to trade with us."