Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

"Master, I was wrong!"

Hashimoto Yuki had been kneeling outside Hashimoto Kousuke's Zen room for a whole morning. Looking at the closed wooden door, she finally realized that she might be in big trouble this time.

The temple gate has not been opened since the Gion Festival, but the continuous knocking on the door has never stopped, so humble and polite that you cannot ignore the persistence of the person outside the door.

"Master, I just stole the Arhat image that my sister drew for me and showed it to Xiong Ben. I never thought he would come and steal so many paintings to decorate the ferry."

Hashimoto Yuki cursed Yumoto in her heart, but as the instigator, she knew that she was to blame.

Ever since Tang Wenwan's Arhat painting was framed and placed on a ferry to parade through the streets, the news that there was a hidden god painting in their temple spread like wildfire.

It is said that everyone can see different versions of themselves in the Arhat Picture. There are even strange rumors that one can be spiritually transported by finding oneself in the Arhat Picture.

As a result, the steps of the small temple originally hidden in the bamboo mountain were trampled by people, and the influx of people made the temple very disturbed.

"Master...I was really wrong...please punish me!"

Even while kneeling in the backyard, Hashimoto Yuki could hear the constant knocking on the door outside the mountain gate. She became annoyed and knelt there scratching her ears and cheeks, not knowing what to do.

"I'll go open the mountain gate to receive you."

Tang Wenwan knelt down beside Hashimoto Xue at some point. She couldn't bear to see the little girl getting anxious and angry. She felt that since the matter was caused by her, she should face it herself.

"Squeak..."

The wooden door was finally pushed open. Hashimoto Kosuke glanced at Hashimoto Xue, nodded at Tang Wenwan, and motioned for them to come in.

"I'll go."

After entering the room, Hashimoto Xue didn't dare to speak anymore and kept her head down, not daring to breathe. However, Tang Wenwan mentioned again her intention to resolve the matter.

“It’s good to see all living things.”

After pouring a cup of tea for each of them, Hashimoto Kosuke spoke slowly.

“It’s just that my practice is not yet up to par, so I’m afraid I’ll become attached to appearances,” he explained in a low voice.

"Clinging to the Appearance"

Tang Wenwan looked at Hashimoto Kosuke in confusion

She originally thought that those people just came to ask for paintings, and if they wanted to paint, she would paint for them, since she was painting every day anyway.

Hashimoto Kosuke nodded

"Those people outside the mountain gate came to you because they couldn't see themselves clearly, so they came to you for reference. And have you seen yourself clearly?"

Hashimoto Kosuke picked up the tea, took a sip and asked.

"I···"

Tang Wenwan was speechless for a moment and frowned.

"You have just learned to let go of your attachments and try to observe your surroundings. How much energy do you have to support those resentful men and women outside the mountain gate?"

Hashimoto Kosuke looked at her intently and smiled slightly.

"this···"

Tang Wenwan felt as if she had been scolded and instantly fell into deep thought.

Only then did Hashimoto Kosuke look at Hashimoto Yuki and said in a deep voice.

"It's fate. This is your fault, but not your fault."

"Master, I know I was wrong."

Finally, when her name was called, Hashimoto Yuki nodded and admitted her mistake quickly.

"What's wrong?"

Hashimoto Kosuke asked bluntly.

"I shouldn't have shown the painting to Nobita."

The little girl lowered her head so much that it was almost buried in the table.

Hashimoto Kosuke took another sip of tea before speaking slowly.

"You were right to want to show the painting to Nobita, but you were wrong to rashly take the painting out without understanding the cause and effect behind it."

"ah·····"

Hashimoto Yuki was obviously a little dizzy. She opened her mouth wide and her face was full of question marks.

Hashimoto Kosuke shook his head:

"This matter started with you, so it should end with you."

He raised his hand and pointed to the front hall outside the mountain gate and ordered:

"Go clean up the side hall over there and display Wen Wan's paintings there for free viewing. The number of people entering the mountain gate is limited to 50 per day. You will guard the gate for a month as a punishment.

“Ah…oh…”

Hashimoto Xue stuck out her tongue, finally feeling relieved.

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"She! Wasn't she kicked out? How can she still have the nerve to call herself a member of the Zhu family?"

"Isn't this the daughter of the Zhu family's eldest wife, the one whose father jumped off the building?"

"Zhu Xin? Didn't you say you were going to study in Japan?"

Throughout the entire dinner, there was constant discussion from the moment Zhu Xin appeared at the beginning.

After the last authentic art fair, Zhang Lingyue's art gallery once again hosted a charity dinner that caused a sensation in South City.

What was strange was that after the celebrities from all walks of life arrived at the scene, they discovered that the real protagonist of the night was not the number one beauty Zhang Lingyue, but Zhu Xin, the eldest daughter of the Zhu family who had just lost her father and was kicked out of the Zhu family.

What surprised everyone even more was that the theme of today's party was that Zhu Xin, as the head of the Zhu family, signed an exclusive brokerage strategic cooperation agreement for all family collections with Zhang Lingyue's art museum and gallery.

"This is impossible!"

Zhu Hailun, the third uncle of the Zhu family, threw the wine glass in his hand directly. He originally wanted to go out for a good night to eat some high-end melon, but found out that he was actually the melon.

"Where did she get the family seal?"

The Third Lady felt a little dizzy and unsteady as everyone watched her in anticipation of the show. She could not accept the reality at all and her eyes went dark.

"All the collections? Why?"

The aunt from the fourth room pushed away the little puppy she was holding and hurried to the front of the stage, wanting to tear Zhu Xin apart on the spot.

Zhu Xin, who was wearing a little black dress today, was unusually calm. She sneered as she watched the wonderful performances of her family members below the stage, and suddenly she lost the dullness she had just shown when cooperating with Zhang Lingyue to proceed with the process.

"Because I have my grandfather's seal"

She looked at the uncles and aunts in the audience with sarcasm on her lips, and the sense of satisfaction rising in her heart suddenly made her feel that it was actually worth it.

"You must be faking it!"

Fourth aunt Zhu Yi finally rushed to the front of the stage. She reached out to grab the seal from Zhu Xin's hand, but was stopped by the security guard who was prepared.

"I'm also surprised that you, as children, didn't know about the signing of such a big deal between the Zhu family and our art museum."

Zhang Lingyue's silver dress sparkled under the light bulb, and her speech in front of the microphone was quite touching.

"However, I am speaking to your family's manager. The contract has been signed. If you have any internal problems, go back and ask the old man for an explanation."

She signaled for someone to put away the agreement, raised her glass to everyone, and brought Zhu Xin down.

The whole place was silent for only five seconds, and then immediately started toasting again. There were no barriers or lines in social situations, and soon enough, many young masters from wealthy families surrounded Zhu Xin, the "manager of the Zhu family."

"Snapped"

A slap exploded among the crowd.

"When did you steal Grandpa's seal?"

Zhu Yi continued to slap him relentlessly.

Zhu Xin's head tilted to one side after being hit. She glanced at Zhang Lingyue who was standing in the corner and watching the show with great interest, licked the corner of her cracked lips and walked over to him.

"Do I need to steal Grandpa's seal? It's just that you can't get it."

She started the fight provocatively. She knew Zhang Lingyue was watching. If she didn't fire at the Zhu family, she would end up not even qualified to be cannon fodder.