Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

It felt familiar. Tang Wenwan was sitting at the dining table again, doing her "routine" work. While eating, she kept flipping over the piece of paper in her hand that had been crumpled into pieces.

Her intuition told her that this invitation was fraught with unknown danger, but her curiosity kept prompting her to uncover the mystery.

"Tell Mr. Jiang that I'll be back soon after I go to the studio."

After finishing my meal and changing my clothes, I opened the door and saw that Jiang Kaichen had arranged guards at the door.

Tang Wenwan was stunned for only a second, then she took out the authority of a hostess and gave orders.

Although she was a little "disobedient" today, at least she took the initiative to reveal her whereabouts, she thought to herself to comfort herself.

"But Mr. Jiang said~"

The guard was obviously in a difficult situation, as the order he had received was clearly not to allow anyone in or out.

Tang Wenwan just frowned slightly and looked at him without any doubt. The guard could only give way with a tingling scalp.

Yes, Mr. Wang Feng also said, don’t make this girl unhappy, otherwise no one can bear the consequences.

The guard could only report Tang Wenwan's movements to his superiors through the headset while following closely.

Because there is no auction today, only half of the studio floor is open to the public. It is also lunchtime, and even the staff are nowhere to be seen. Only a few children are sitting in front of the tables, drawing.

Walking through the studio and arriving at the rear deck, the warm afternoon sun shines on my body, making me feel that the sea is much calmer.

It’s one o’clock, where are the people?

Looking at her watch, Tang Wenwan looked around and only saw the guard standing not far away at the door of the studio, looking ready for battle. She didn't see any other figure.

She flipped the note in her hand again unhappily and wanted to leave angrily.

"Wen Wan! You're really here!"

A voice came from the shadow of the porthole, and a person slowly walked towards her in the darkness.

That shemale!

The man was wearing a somewhat strange black men's suit, and although he had changed his hair into a boy's short style, Tang Wenwan quickly realized that this was the shemale that Jiang Kaichen had mentioned when he had chatted with her the first night.

"why you?!"

Tang Wenwan unconsciously took a step back and glanced at the guard not far away with panic in her eyes.

"You really don't recognize me, Wen Wan."

The man in black stepped forward to her side, blocking her way of retreat, but he didn't dare to look at her directly as he muttered.

"Why should I know you? Who are you?"

Tang Wenwan finally realized the danger and moved to the side, trying to distance herself from the man.

This person gave her a mysterious sense of oppression, causing the regret in her heart to grow like crazy.

"Don't you remember our paper airplanes?"

When the guard sensed something was wrong and walked towards this side, the man grabbed Tang Wenwan's wrist, stared at her with burning eyes, and put a gun to her head.

There was a sound of "Boom~".

Tang Wenwan's mind went blank. It was the first time someone pointed a gun at her head, and the only feeling she had was that her legs went weak.

"Zhang Xincheng! Let her go!"

The door of the studio was quickly pushed open, and Jiang Kaichen rushed in with a group of people.

What~what~Zhang Xincheng? !

Tang Wenwan's broken brain saw the person coming and regained strength. She moved her head which was pointed at by the gun and wanted to look back to confirm. Damn, has he really turned himself into a demon in this life? The old soul felt like his jaw dropped.

"If you take one more step forward, I will regard it as you helping me and Wen Wan become a pair of desperate lovers again!"

Zhang Xincheng pushed the gun in his hand again, this time even turning on the safety, and warned Jiang Kaichen.

"I shouldn't have let you live!"

Jiang Kaichen paused and said through gritted teeth, one could feel the raging fire burning all over his body from a distance.

"Indeed, it would be better for you to kill me than to keep me as a ghost."

Zhang Xincheng's hatred was bubbling up, and Tang Wenwan felt the gun against her temple trembling slightly.

"Put your gun down first and tell me what you want!"

Jiang Kaichen's chest was visibly rising and falling. He tried his best to keep his emotions steady as he negotiated with Zhang Xincheng.

The hand that was originally holding Tang Wenwan suddenly clasped her shoulder as if stimulated.

"Actually, you know, what I want most right now is to die with Wen Wan. There's no chance of that happening if we're alive, but it's not bad to be together in death."

Zhang Xincheng looked down at Tang Wenwan. The sense of possession he had always dreamed of actually appeared at this moment. For the first time, he even felt like a winner in life.

Fuck, why didn't you ask me if I wanted to?!

Tang Wenwan's eyes rolled up to the sky. She was unable to move, and she didn't dare to say anything to provoke him. She could only look at Jiang Kaichen with regret.

"Boom~"

During the stalemate, a roar was heard from the sky.

"At the beginning, I spared your life to give her face. Since you don't appreciate it, I will let her wait for you on the road."

Jiang Kaichen pointed to the figure tied up like a meat dumpling that fell from the helicopter above his head and said that after Aung San sent the identity confirmation information last night, he arranged for people to make this arrangement, and it really came in handy at this time.

"New Town! Is it New Town?!"

Zhang Lingyue's voice came through the air, not really or falsely. There was no fear of being hung in the air, but her voice was filled with joy at seeing her brother.

Zhang Xincheng's body shook and he started crying to the people in the sky.

"No! I'm not Zhang Xincheng anymore! I'm not even a human being anymore!"

Seeing the grievances of his relatives, his despair finally burst out like a child.

"You have to live, Xincheng, you have to live, only by living there is hope!"

Zhang Lingyue shouted heart-wrenchingly in the sky, and the seabirds were scared and fled in all directions.

"Put down the gun. I'll give you one last chance to state your demands."

Jiang Kaichen raised his hand again and pointed at the sniper who was already in position on the upper deck. This time his voice was much steadier than before.

Zhang Xincheng dragged Tang Wenwan towards the stern of the boat again, his mind wildly struggling over whether to jump into the sea together or negotiate terms.

"pat~"

"Ah~"

There was a loud bang and a scream, and one of the three ropes hanging from the helicopter was cut. Zhang Lingyue, who was tilted in the air, screamed with fear this time.

The sound was so creepy that Zhang Xincheng stopped all his movements this time.

"Send the paintings taken by Alan Navadia, his body, and me and Tang Wenwan to General Kunsalin."

He pushed Tang Wenwan forward with the gun and spoke loudly.

Jiang Kaichen seemed to be thinking, and quietly moved forward two steps before speaking.

"Wanwan, stay here. You keep the gun. I'll take you there alone."

He pointed to the helicopter with the person hanging in it, took a step forward and said:

"We will take this plane to General Khun Salin. I will go with you alone without any weapons."

"Jiang Kaichen! Are you crazy?!"

Tang Wenwan suddenly realized that Jiang Kaichen wanted to exchange her life for his, and then she came to her senses and began to struggle like crazy.

Zhang Xincheng was frightened by her struggle and strangled her neck, threatening her while breathing heavily.

"It seems like you really want to die with me?!"