Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

There was a bad feeling in my heart that started from the soles of my feet and spread to the top of my head.

Jiang Kaichen looked back at Wang Feng, and Wang Feng understood what he meant and ran away in a hurry. When he turned around again, Cui Bing's inquiring eyes made Zhang Lingyue shudder and he crossed his arms involuntarily.

"Mr. Jiang, we checked the surveillance footage. Miss Tang did come here, but we haven't seen any footage since she was taken in by Zhang Xincheng at the gate." Wang Feng came back to report after a while.

With a "whoosh", Jiang Kaichen quickly turned around and headed back to the art gallery. He quickly began to search around while instructing Wang Feng behind him.

"Call up all blind spot surveillance, block all entrances and exits, and call all personnel from both sides to search for the person."

When Jiang Kaichen recited all the instructions with veins bulging, Wang Feng felt his legs were a little shaky when he received the order to go out. He had followed Jiang Kaichen for five years, and he had never seen a situation so serious that even the secret agents had to be assembled at the same time.

The art gallery was not big. When Jiang Kaichen searched inside and outside but found nothing, Zhang Lingyue, who had been following him, had run so far with her hair disheveled, and her image and mood were both in tatters.

"Last time, because you were obedient, I gave your brother a chance to live..."

An upset Jiang Kaichen punched the Matisse painting hanging on the main wall, and the canvas was torn. Blood stained the picture red, highlighting the man's rage that seemed to set the entire venue on fire.

Zhang Lingyue swallowed, took a look at her museum's treasure, and answered tremblingly.

"I... I really haven't seen Tang Wenwan... I listened to you all night and arranged things for Hua and Zhu Xin, and I didn't notice when Xincheng disappeared."

Beads of cold sweat rolled down her pale face, quickly ruining her makeup.

"Listen to me?" Jiang Kaichen approached step by step, and a creepy sneer appeared on his already cold face.

Just when Zhang Lingyue closed her eyes in despair, thinking that she would end up like the painting, the sound of footsteps outside the door broke the silence like a life-saving call.

"Mr. Jiang, the secret agents found out that Zhang Xincheng is now at the dock." Wang Feng came in to report.

Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, Jiang Kaichen stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhang Lingyue. He said two words, "Take her with you", and strode out the door.

When Jiang Kaichen saw Zhang Xincheng at the dock, he was pale and soaked, obviously having just experienced a fierce chase.

"Xincheng, what are you doing?" Zhang Lingyue was surprised to see her brother appear in front of the ship she arranged to send Zhu Xin to Japan, and shouted anxiously.

"Sister, I want to go to Japan too." When Zhang Xincheng heard his sister's voice, the panic in his heart subsided a little, and he looked at Zhang Lingyue with a bit of apology.

"Where is Tang Wenwan?" Before Zhang Lingyue could ask the second question, Jiang Kaichen's voice could no longer help but break through the air.

This time, Zhang Xincheng did not rush to answer. He took another step back, adjusted his breathing, looked up at Jiang Kaichen's eyes and said, "Wen Wan wants to go to Japan with me."

In addition to the salty smell of the sea, the air was already filled with the smell of blood. The wound from smashing the painting just now was split open by the man's fist again, and blood was dripping down.

"Where is she?" He asked almost through gritting his teeth.

This time, Zhang Xincheng calmed down. He leaned forward slightly and said, "She was afraid that you would not agree to her going with me, so she didn't want to see you."

"Where is she?" Jiang Kaichen asked again with red eyes, as if he didn't hear his answer, and he moved forward a step, as if a volcano was about to erupt.

"Xincheng..." Zhang Lingyue, who had been trembling, had deeply felt that things were out of control. She looked at her brother with fear in her eyes, as if she was witnessing him being shattered into pieces by Jiang Kaichen's rage.

"Search!" Jiang Kaichen's patience was indeed limited.

"Do you want to listen to this first?" Just as Jiang Kaichen passed by Zhang Xincheng, a recorder appeared in front of him.

"Although she is only 18 years old, she is almost an adult. I think you should respect her choice so that she can be truly happy." After successfully seeing Jiang Kaichen stop, Zhang Xincheng followed up with another sentence. Then, in the temporary silence of everyone, he turned on the recorder.

"Xincheng, can you take me away?"

"Xincheng, when can we go together?"

"Xincheng, can you take me to Japan? Only with you can I be truly happy..."

Tang Wenwan's voice in the recorder was urgent and real. Jiang Kaichen stumbled and almost fell into the sea.

The air seemed to freeze all of a sudden. Jiang Kaichen looked at the recorder in Zhang Xincheng's hand in disbelief, and stood there in a daze as if someone had pressed acupoints on him.

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind. He had just returned to South City and secretly went to see Tang Wenwan. What he saw was her and Zhang Xincheng walking out of the school, looking relaxed and comfortable.

On that summer afternoon, he saw the little girl grow up, and also witnessed in that sunshine how the brightness in her heart made her own self look even darker and more unbearable.

"Is she really leaving?" Jiang Kaichen asked again like a deflated ball, this time not daring to look at Zhang Xincheng.

"Well, she said she would let you know she was safe when she arrived, and asked you not to stop her." Zhang Xincheng seemed to have regained all his courage, and said with his chest puffed out.

Jiang Kaichen's eyes went dark, and he felt that the black sea in front of him was like a monster, mocking his wishful thinking with the sound of lapping against the shore.

"Sister, why are you crying?"

When Tang Wenwan was gently pushed on the arm by the little girl next to her, she was shocked to realize that she was already in tears.

The body that had been accumulating strength suddenly lost the desire to exert strength and once again collapsed in the little girl's arms.

"Is that brother here to see you too?"

They finally managed to sneak up from the bottom cabin without being seen, but what they saw was Jiang Kaichen being persuaded to leave by Zhang Xincheng.

"Will that brother come and take you away?" The little girl felt that her mission seemed to be threatened. She hugged Tang Wenwan tightly in her arms, pointed at Jiang Kaichen, and asked softly in her ear.

All the grievances of the previous life seemed to come flooding back at once. Tang Wenwan weakly buried her head in the little arms and spoke in a crying voice.

"He never really looked for me."

The girl secretly watched the tense situation on the shore for a while, not quite understanding it, and wiped Tang Wenwan's tears with her sleeve and said, "But, that brother seems to be very sad because he can't find you."

The cold violence caused by various misunderstandings in her previous life kept running through Tang Wenwan's mind like a revolving lantern.

She knew that even if she went out now and told him that all this was fake, the thorn in Jiang Kaichen's heart could not be removed.

Being unconfident about love, he has ten thousand scripts in which he would misinterpret the result as a compromise under the power of the strong, and then punish each other with the imaginary unrequited love.

"Damn you Zhang Xincheng, being turned into a clay sculpture and sunk into the sea is the least you can do." He was pierced by anger, grievance... and finally the despair that was greater than the death of his heart spread throughout his body once again.

"Sister, Master said that only if you go back with me can you truly solve the problem that is bothering you." The little girl touched Tang Wenwan's hair, wanting to comfort her again.

Tang Wenwan looked at the little girl with sadness and confusion. The sea breeze in the dark night blew the hair on her forehead, and her round black eyes were filled with sincerity under the moonlight.

On the shore, Jiang Kaichen was still standing motionless, staring at the ship that Zhang Xincheng said was carrying him, which was slowly setting sail.

After taking another look at the man, Tang Wenwan sighed and said to the girl, "I'll go with you!"

The people standing at the dock, with different expressions, were all attracted by the big ship leaving the port. No one noticed that in the ink-black sky, two thin figures quietly boarded the small boat next to them.

"What did you say? My sister and Zhang Xincheng went to Japan?" This was the third time that Tang Wensong jumped up and questioned Jiang Kaichen in front of him.

If he was not really defeated, he would have probably swung his fist at the face of the icy man in front of him countless times.

“No, the elders are all out, and I lost my sister at home?” Tang Wensong’s hair had visibly stood up, and he was spinning around in place, grabbing his head in anxiety.

You know, the Tang family has always believed that the little princess is their own child, and Young Master Tang was given as a gift for recharging their phone bills. When the elders came back and didn't see Tang Wenwan, they were so anxious that they wanted to peel off his skin.

"Didn't I tell you to catch her? Did you catch her? Or did you catch her and she resisted?" Tang Wensong became more and more anxious as he thought about it, and finally couldn't help but slapped Jiang Kaichen on the shoulder.

He was regretting a lot now. He shouldn't have been lazy tonight. If he had gone to catch the man himself, maybe this wouldn't have happened.

Jiang Kaichen was already distracted, and after being pushed by him, he fell down on the sofa.

He looked at Tang Wensong with lifeless eyes, as if possessed by something, and murmured back, "She is eighteen years old, you have to respect her."

"Fuck, she said that to you herself? I think she is just trying to get something for nothing. I still respect her, but what does she want to do? Is she going to elope?" Tang Wensong felt like his brain was congested and his head was buzzing.

"She said that she wanted to go to Japan with him..." Jiang Kaichen repeated the sentence like a wandering soul, muttering with unfocused eyes. It was unclear whether he was explaining to Tang Wensong or emphasizing to himself.

"That bastard Zhang Xincheng is basically kidnapping a young girl." Tang Wensong was so angry that he slapped the wall.

"Oh, that's not right. Wanwan told me to be careful of this man before the auction." Probably because of the pain, Tang Wensong suddenly stopped rubbing his red hands.

He suddenly looked up and looked directly at Tang Wensong. This sentence made Jiang Kaichen's eagle-like eyes suddenly focus and become deep again.

"What exactly did my sister tell you?" Tang Wensong finally regained some of his rationality and asked Jiang Kaichen again in a slower voice.

"I didn't meet Wanwan, I just heard the recording that she was going to Japan..." Jiang Kaichen's answer this time was also tainted with deep doubt. He frowned and looked at Tang Wensong, hoping to find resonance.

A heavy punch hit his face so hard that blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"I didn't see you tell me that she ran away with someone. What if she was kidnapped?" Tang Wensong could no longer control himself. He punched the man in the face again, regardless of whether he could win or not. "I thought you liked her so much, are you so careless about her?"

Jiang Kaichen, who had not resisted at all, suddenly laughed when he was beaten. The smile on his bloody face strangely gave people a sense of life.

Tang Wensong was so stunned by his laughter that he couldn't do anything to him. He clenched his fists and looked at him resentfully as he stood there gasping.

"Damn it, even if I beat you to death you can't compensate me for my sister." Various possibilities and remedies were running through his mind, but Tang Wensong still didn't forget to vent his anger on Jiang Kaichen.

The man with the bloody smile on his face seemed to have come back to life. He stood up, walked up to Tang Wensong and said seriously, "For her, it's not a pity for me to die."

Then he turned to Wang Feng, who had been huddled in the corner, afraid that something might happen to his boss and not daring to step forward to stop the fight, and ordered, "Go after them until you see them."

"Sister, if you are sad, just cry. Master said that crying is also a solution."