Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

Tang Wenwan's birthday was held in a small art gallery, which was filled with Arhat paintings of various styles that she had painted in Arhat Hall over the past two years.

The attempts at various styles and the expression of different special materials are all infused with her emotions and soul, as if allowing the viewer to instantly experience her unique perspective.

The entire exhibition hall is filled with awe-inspiring oriental Zen under the backdrop of soft lighting and music.

Each of the Arhat paintings shows Tang Wenwan's continuous exploration of painting techniques and visual expression. Some Arhat paintings use traditional brushstrokes and colors to show the classic beauty of classical art, while others boldly incorporate modern elements, giving people an unprecedented visual impact.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have such a breakthrough, Wanwan."

Grandpa Tang Yongdao, with his hands behind his back, lingered in front of each painting accompanied by Tang Wenwan.

"Look, the look in this arhat's eyes is very much like the independent and egoistic spirit of modern people, but it also incorporates the ancient traditional state of selflessness. How did you do it?"

Mother Zhuang Mei exclaimed, pointing at a painting in front of her.

“Maybe it’s because I don’t restrict myself. I think Arhat paintings can express the spiritual world of the ancients, and can also convey the restlessness and pursuits of modern people.”

Tang Wenwan tilted her head and explained in a low voice.

“Although they are all Luohan, how can you make each one give people a different feeling? "

Tang Wensong smacked his lips and understood for the first time why his grandfather didn't ask at all when his sister said she didn't want to paint anymore ten years ago, but he would be beaten with a stick if he didn't paint for a day. This talent was truly incomparable.

"There is a sense of ease and tranquility in your paintings, as if they were resonated by a beam of warm light. Even the irritability and confusion of modern society become less scary."

Dad Tang Junshan looked at the painting in front of him with satisfaction and said, "I always knew that my daughter had a talent for painting, but I never thought she was so talented."

Tang Wenwan felt a little flattered as she was surrounded by her family and praised by them. She looked sheepishly at Hashimoto Kosuke who had been standing not far away, grateful that he had taught her how to unlock the power of her heart.

"She shouldn't have been buried."

Kosuke Hashimoto looked from afar at the little girl who was extremely happy to be affirmed by her family, and suddenly said this.

Jiang Kaichen, who was accompanying her, was about to say hello when he went to find Tang Wenwan, but swallowed his words back for a moment.

He paused and looked at Hashimoto Kosuke thoughtfully.

Kosuke Hashimoto just smiled at him and walked straight towards his old friend Tang Yongdao.

"It's fine that you didn't let Ishino Koji come today, but you also didn't let any media in. Do you think I have to be sneaky in awarding the teacher a national-level painter title?"

Before Jiang Kaichen had time to think about what Hashimoto Kosuke said, Guan Ben Liangxiong, dressed in official uniform, stood beside him unhappily.

Speaking of today's venue layout, it was of a good standard for the opening of a national art exhibition, but Jiang Kaichen did not send out a single invitation. Only the Tang family, a few people from Hashimoto Kosuke's temple, and the official representative from Guan Benliangxiong attended.

"Have you forgotten about the last time you were captured by the right wing? You're leaving soon, why don't you just be quiet?"

Jiang Kaichen grumbled to Guan Ben Liangxiong in annoyance. He had still not settled the score with the prince.

"It's such a pity that so many good paintings can only be exhibited internally. The teacher's paintings are full of energy. It's a pity that they can't be made public."

"Aren't you the successor now? Go back and show your amulet more often and spread your teacher's energy."

Jiang Kaichen has gained both fame and fortune in the past two years by assisting the prince in organizing the amulet. The two of them have inexplicably become the closest of partners.

"Hey~ You kidnapped my teacher and you're still so rude."

Guan Ben Liangxiong felt deeply reluctant to see Tang Wenwan leave. After all, without this girl, he might not have changed so much in the past two years.

"You are welcome to come to Nancheng anytime. In addition to learning skills and cultural exchanges, we can have many other interactions."

Jiang Kaichen patted him on the shoulder and resumed his business style. He was so pleased with himself that he even ignored the slight tremor that flashed across Guan Ben Liangxiong's eyes.

Just as Guan Benliangxiong was struggling over whether to speak or not, the lights in the venue suddenly dimmed, and Hashimoto Xue walked towards everyone holding a cake.

"Sister Wanwan, happy birthday. From today on, you are a real adult."

Hashimoto Yuki placed the cake on the beverage table in the middle of the exhibition hall, announcing her adulthood to Tang Wenwan.

The faint candlelight dimly illuminated the faces of every relative in the field. Looking at them smiling, gratified, and expectant... Tang Wenwan's eyes instantly turned red.

She was secretly thinking in her heart, even a little excitedly:

"I'm finally an adult now, it's time to do things that adults should do."

Jiang Kaichen took Tang Wenwan's hand and walked to the front of the stage, motioning her to blow out the candle in front of her first.

Tang Wenwan glanced at him, closed her eyes obediently, and quietly went over her wish again in her mind.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw flower petals falling all over the exhibition hall. Jiang Kaichen was looking at her intently, holding the engagement ring in his hand.

Her heart skipped a beat. At this moment, Tang Wenwan even felt the urge to give up all her plans. She covered her mouth, excitedly facing the honor that she had never experienced in both lives.

"our promise."

Jiang Kaichen put the ring on Tang Wenwan's finger to emphasize it again.

Under the attention of her family, Tang Wenwan closed her eyes and decided to give up all thoughts temporarily and enjoy the happiness of the moment.

After the birthday party was over and all the relatives and friends were settled, Tang Wenwan and Jiang Kaichen tacitly agreed not to mention returning to the temple.

"I'll take you to a good place."

Jiang Kaichen walked out of the exhibition hall holding Tang Wenwan's hand, his heart already beginning to flutter.

Tang Wenwan knew it well and was too embarrassed to reply. She lowered her head, a blush rising from her neck, and her whole body was about to steam.

I thought it would be a hotel, but unexpectedly, Jiang Kaichen took me to a mansion not far from the temple.

When they stepped into the courtyard, it was as if they had traveled into another world.

The bluestone path is covered with moss, and on both sides of the path are exquisite bonsai and lush Japanese-style trees. Everything maintains the elegance and freshness of a traditional Japanese courtyard.

The fence surrounded by natural thin bamboo exudes the warmth of home.

"I bought it just a few months after you came here. Since you like this place, this should be your home."

Jiang Kaichen took Tang Wenwan's hand and walked in while introducing them.

Until they reached an independent cottage, Jiang Kaichen let go of Tang Wenwan's hand and pushed open the door in the moonlight.

“Is this the studio for me?”

Tang Wenwan screamed in surprise. Looking at the furnishings that were exactly the same as those in Luohan Hall, the warmth in her heart instantly merged with the moonlight.