Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

"What kind does Miss Tang like?"

Tang Wenwan, who was originally looking around the venue with a leisurely look, was stunned by the sudden call of questions. She turned her eyes to look at the woman in front of her, feeling that this sentence had a strong sense of déjà vu.

"So what kind do you like?"

The memory of her past life was activated. During the days and nights when she was trapped on the island, she had sought help from the woman in front of her.

She knew that this woman had an obsession with Jiang Kaichen that went beyond loyalty, and she thought that her departure would be what the woman wanted. But who would have thought that when she came to her for her request, she would be asked this completely incomprehensible question.

In her eyes, Jiang Kaichen's preference is probably a supreme honor. Even if this love is like a cage, no one can refuse this kind of rush to a flame.

Tang Wenwan stared at the pair of beautiful eyes in front of her for a long time, which were as persistent as in her previous life. When the atmosphere was about to become awkward, she suddenly smiled.

"Not like him anyway."

She stared into Zhang Lingyue's eyes, raised her eyes slightly and answered seriously, her voice low but certain, although the "he" in this answer didn't seem to refer to anyone specifically.

This was a question that I hadn't figured out in my previous life, but I hoped that I could get an answer in this life. Tang Wenwan talked to herself in her heart. Looking at Zhang Lingyue's expression that flickered slightly with confusion, Tang Wenwan's smile became more genuine.

"Hey, Boss, is that Miss Tang?"

In Jiang Kaichen's office, Wang Feng had just finished reporting on his work and was walking out the door when he was suddenly attracted by a small figure on the big screen.

Since Jiang Kaichen has now taken over the management of the operations of the Zhengda Global Business Unit, he has also set up a large screen wall in his office in South City, which scrolls in real time the live broadcasts of branch art galleries and auction houses around the world so that he can be the first to grasp the latest developments.

In the past half month, I have been busy digging out all the foreign debts of the second master of the Zhu family, and secretly assisting these creditors in investigating the truth of the car accident. I haven't thought about the little girl from the Tang family for a long time. When she was suddenly mentioned today, I was a little dazed.

He put down the information in his hand and looked at the picture on the wall. It was unknown what the little girl said to Zhang Lingyue, and her smile was very tactful.

This smile was a little strange, even dazzling, and reminded him of the little face that tried hard to convince him when it pulled him home without hesitation ten years ago.

He shook his head, which had been overloaded for a while, and gave the nosy Wang Feng a look of disdain.

Since signing Tang Wensong, he has been doing his best to repay the Tang family for their kindness. But he is a little tired of dealing with this girl who always makes him lose his composure.

"Boss, look, why is Zhang Xincheng here too? The Zhang family has been in a state of chaos recently. Could this guy have gone to Zhang Lingyue to ask for help?"

Obviously, Wang Feng didn't understand the deep meaning of Jiang Kaichen's rolling eyes. He even stopped in front of the big screen and continued to mutter his speculations with some worry.

"Zhang Xincheng?"

The document he had just picked up was put down again. Jiang Kaichen rubbed his unconsciously wrinkled brows and looked at the big screen again with a stern look.

On the big screen, Zhang Lingyue was smiling and calling Zhang Xincheng to come to her side, pulling him and saying something to Tang Wenwan. Although the audio was not turned on and no one could hear what they were saying, it was not difficult to tell from the boy's blushing face that what they were talking about was probably not something major that concerned the survival of the Zhang family.

"eventful!"

Jiang Kaichen became irritated for no reason. Although he could see Tang Wenwan's indifference through the screen, his mood still began to churn uncontrollably.

"Zhang Lingyue shouldn't be in that situation. After all, if the Zhang family is in disarray, it will only benefit her and not harm her."

Wang Feng saw that Jiang Kaichen's expression had indeed changed, and thought he had hit the nail on the head. He rolled his eyes and began to question himself with some uncertainty.

On the screen, Zhang Lingyue said something to the three people in front of him. He turned around and led Tang Wensong into the venue, leaving Zhang Xincheng behind and gesturing to Tang Wenwan to move with him to another dark corner.

"Wow~"

The office chair was pushed out violently with a harsh friction sound. Before Wang Feng could express his own conclusion, Jiang Kaichen strode out the door like a whirlwind.

"If you don't like it, just tell my stupid brother clearly, so that he won't be in your face all the time and be an eyesore."

This was Zhang Lingyue's reply after hearing Tang Wenwan express her "dislike". This time she was quite considerate and gave a reasonable solution. Thinking about the stupid things that Zhang Xincheng had done in his previous life, Tang Wenwan felt for the first time that what this woman said today was not unreasonable.

After Zhang Lingyue made various assurances, she finally took Tang Wensong away and entered the venue to check the progress of the exhibition. Zhang Xincheng was left at a loss as to what to do when facing Tang Wenwan who was as indifferent as ever, and he panicked again.

"Tang Wenwan, let's find a place and let me explain to you carefully. Things are not what you think."

Zhang Xincheng's mind is still full of the thought that Tang Wenwan must be upset about the dispute between his family and the Zhu family. Even though he has never figured out the relationship between the two, he always feels that Tang Wenwan must have a big prejudice against him because of Zhu Xin's current fate of being kicked out of the house.

No matter what situation she was in in her previous life, there was one thing Tang Wenwan was certain of, and that was that she really could not fall in love with Zhang Xincheng.

Even though this Si could still coax and cajole Jiang Kaichen until his death under his shadow, I never even had the slightest ripple of sympathy for him.

Perhaps it was because Zhang Xincheng had always been obsessed with his own pursuit and was indulging in a one-man show that he could not obtain. Compared with Jiang Kaichen's disregard for his own ideas, this young man had never thought about what he was thinking. He just blindly helped Tang Wenwan write the entire script in the world of "I thought", and today was no exception.

"Well, we should have a good talk."

Unexpectedly, Tang Wenwan agreed so readily this time that Zhang Xincheng, who was still organizing a bunch of speeches, was unable to react for a moment. He could only stop the excuses that had already risen to his throat and looked stupidly at the cold face in front of him that always made him lose his mind.

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Let's go find a quiet place in the back!"

It was not until Tang Wenwan raised her eyebrows and could no longer contain her impatience that Zhang Xincheng came back to his senses. He coughed twice, turned around and led her to the aisle in the backcourt, while dodging the slightly disbelieving looks and quickly replied.

When she followed Zhang Xincheng through the lobby of the art museum and arrived at a place that looked like a workshop but didn't look like a workshop, and a warehouse but didn't look like a warehouse, Tang Wenwan just remembered to play the drums.

"What is this place?" Her expression changed slightly and she stopped and looked at Zhang Xincheng.

With a "click", the young man, who had been so cautious just now, locked the door behind him as soon as he entered.

"Finally it's just the two of us!"

The young man didn't know whether he was excited or nervous. His flushed face was filled with confusion, and beast-like desires were dancing in his eyes. He couldn't control his excitement, and even his tense whole body began to tremble slightly.