Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

Jiang Kaichen was stopped outside the door. He glanced at the brother and sister who were chewing melons and looking at him with interest, and finally raised his eyes to look at the woman in front of him.

Zhang Lingyue, the owner of the largest gallery in South City, has a unique vision and business acumen rarely seen in the art world, which has made her highly recognized in the industry.

Tang Wenwan watched this wonderful scene and recalled her icy husband's well-known abstinence reputation in her previous life. If she had not witnessed his passion in bed after marriage, she would have believed the rumors that he had a quirk.

Tang Wensong handed a tissue to Tang Wenwan and patted her on the head, reminding her that she didn't have to be so selfless while "eating melon".

Looking at Jiang Kaichen's dark and ugly face, he stood up, walked past Zhang Lingyue and pulled the man in.

"Miss Zhang is in a good mood today." Tang Wensong gave the seat next to Tang Wenwan to Jiang Kaichen, and the man was finally calmed down.

Zhang Lingyue, who was still blocked at the door, giggled without any embarrassment.

She raised her eyebrows playfully, glanced at Jiang Kaichen and replied, "The process was indeed exciting, so I came to invite Mr. Jiang to dinner to continue..."

Seeing this scene, Tang Wenwan felt a complex sense of relief in her heart. Although she had not been much liked by this man in her previous life, seeing him ignoring others in the same arrogant manner, she inexplicably felt a little satisfied.

She was in a state of mischief and nudged the man next to her with her arm, not caring at all about making trouble. She pointed her little chin happily in the direction of Zhang Lingyue, fearing that he had not heard the beauty's invitation.

Jiang Kaichen looked down, and the residual warmth of their skin touching each other instantly ignited the memory of being tightly hugged in the dark room just now. The soft and sticky feeling slowly rose to his head along with the girl's body fragrance lingering around him.

Tang Wensong took it all in, rubbed his nose, and stepped forward resignedly, thinking of helping Mr. Iceberg get rid of this eye-catching scenery in front of him.

"Mr. Jiang, you are really here..."

He hadn't taken a few steps when he was stopped in his tracks by a greeting from the corridor. Tang Wensong felt a little impatient and simply leaned against the wall with his arms folded.

In a flash, Zhu Xin and Zhang Xincheng were already standing at the door following the sound. They, Zhang Lingyue and the other two stood side by side, just blocking the door of the box.

"Sister..." Zhang Xincheng obviously didn't expect to see his sister here. He took a step back in fear, but still looked in the direction of Tang Wenwan with hope.

It was getting more and more fun. Tang Wenwan finally finished the melon in her hand, wiped her hands roughly, and waved to the door.

However, this insincere greeting made the person at the door even more dilemma.

"Wen Wan, my dad asked me to invite Mr. Jiang to the after party tonight. You guys are here too, why don't you join us?" Zhu Xin cleverly squeezed forward and started to play the emotional card enthusiastically.

“That car accident…”

Upon hearing the invitation, Tang Wenwan instantly sounded the alarm in her mind.

The accident in the previous life was because there was no transaction on the spot. After the auction, Mr. Zhu asked Jiang Kaichen to go home to continue communication. As a result, the business car they were riding in had a major traffic accident on the way back to the Zhu Mansion.

The old man died, but the seriously injured Jiang Kaichen was criticized for setting up a murder in order to get the painting. He was troubled by public opinion for many years, and his career was seriously affected...

This time, although I don’t know how my brother and Jiang Kaichen planned it, the transaction of the painting was successful, but why does the trip to Zhu’s house have to be repeated?

Tang Wenwan looked at Tang Wensong with caution. The man leaning against the wall gave her an evil smile, hiding all the clouds in his eyes.

"Wenwan..."

Tang Wenwan turned to Jiang Kaichen again. Just as she was thinking about how to stop him from accepting the invitation, she heard Zhang Xincheng's voice calling her from outside the door again. Without looking up, she could hear how much expectation was contained in the voice.

So, she turned around and faced Jiang Kaichen's violent temper again.

Tang Wenwan's scalp tightened with fear, "Here it comes again, here it comes again... It's not me who's calling him."

She was so nervous that she pouted her lips. She had a strong desire to survive and had to look to her brother for help again...

Receiving Tang Wenwan's cautious signal for help, Tang Wensong glared back at her angrily and was about to go over to comfort her...

"Mr. Jiang, there's a problem with the collection." After a burst of hurried footsteps outside, the voice of Jiang Kaichen's assistant came from outside the door.

The air in the entire box seemed to freeze at this news.

Zhu Xin turned towards the person who was coming with a "Wow..." sound, his mouth opened and closed but no sound came out, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Oh?" Finally, Zhang Lingyue's questioning voice, which was obviously filled with gloating, broke the immersion.

"It seems like I can't have this dinner with anyone tonight." She lifted her hair behind her ear and looked at Jiang Kaichen affectionately. Still getting no response, she walked slowly towards the door in her high heels, ticking.

After walking a few steps, he stopped again.

"Xincheng, there's nothing to play with, let's go home together." The soft voice came again.

Zhang Xincheng seemed to be called back to his soul. He withdrew his eyes from the inner room, looked at Zhu Xin apologetically, and followed Zhang Lingyue with a melancholy look.

Not until the footsteps in the corridor completely stopped did Jiang Kaichen look up at his assistant Wang Feng who had been guarding the door.

Wang Feng's face was tense, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead. He looked at Zhu Xin who had been petrified beside him, moved his mouth, and looked back at Jiang Kaichen nervously, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Ms. Zhu, this happened suddenly. Shouldn't you go back and see what's going on at home?"

Tang Wensong's voice came casually from the side, but his gentle tone made Zhu Xin shudder all over. She didn't even bother to say hello and turned around and ran away.

Finally, the box returned to peace.

“Tell me…” Jiang Kaichen signaled Wang Feng with his eyes to come forward and report.

Wang Feng then hurriedly took two steps forward and said anxiously, "There is indeed a problem, sir. We invited a professional appraiser to confirm the authenticity of the collection, and the result showed that it is a fake."

A blood-curdling sneer slowly rose in the corners of Jiang Kaichen's mouth, and he exchanged a knowing look with Tang Wensong.

"Let the Attorney General come and directly start the prosecution process."

"Prosecute...prosecute?" Wang Feng didn't react for a moment.

After arguing over a collection for a whole night and finding out it’s a fake, shouldn’t the boss be anxious to know where the original is?

He scratched his hairy head and looked at Tang Wensong helplessly.

Tang Wensong admired his embarrassing look for a while, then turned his back and didn't even look at him.

"Puchi..." Finally, Tang Wenwan couldn't help laughing because of her brother's dog-like behavior.

Wang Feng, who was anxious, then discovered that next to his icy boss, there was a girl as white as jade sitting with a crooked smile on her face.

"It's so beautiful..." The beautiful scene made his nervous nerves slip for a moment.

It was not until he saw that the girl staggered and bumped into the boss several times because she was too close that he tensed up all his nerves again as if he had seen a ghost.

Within a radius of 200 meters, he has never seen anyone get close to the boss!

Jiang Kaichen in front of him did indeed see Wang Feng's face darken after seeing Tang Wenwan lose her focus. He straightened his back unconsciously and tried to hide the little girl behind him.

"Don't understand?" Anger was brewing in his words like ice.

Wang Feng was startled by the question and took a few steps back unconsciously.

“I understand… I understand…” He retreated to the door in panic, turned around and ran away, so fast that it seemed as if someone was chasing him with a knife.

"Does this mean we don't have to go to the Zhu family?" Now that everyone had left, Tang Wenwan finally had time to make her own plans.

Her big eyes rolled back and forth between the two men in the room. She understood and yet didn’t understand... She felt that these two men were radiating the aura of good friends.

"Now that we're done watching the fun, we can go home now..." Tilting his head and relaxing his shoulders, Tang Wensong lazily walked towards her.

"Go home? Yes, go home..." Tang Wenwan came to her senses and realized that the alarm had been lifted. She should retire after completing her mission.

She stood up with a whoosh and prepared to make way, but then she turned around as if she remembered something and met Jiang Kaichen's eyes chasing her.

"Well, you are going home too, right? Going home... and not going to the Zhu family, right?" Tang Wenwan still asked worriedly.

Jiang Kaichen then slowly stood up. He glanced at Tang Wensong leisurely, then answered Tang Wenwan seriously, "Well... go home... go home with you first..."

"Uh-huh…"

The brother and sister looked at each other with their pupils shaking. After receiving Jiang Kaichen's serious and sincere gaze, they had no choice but to lead the way forward.