The Reborn Little Wife is Beautiful and Sassy

The reason why Zhao Xitong could not be brought to justice was because she was incompetent in the past.

But Jin Xi's Chu Wan started by painting, secretly expanded her network of contacts, and developed her own power. Zhao Xitong, who had not yet fully fledged, was no longer as powerful as her.

"I don't need mercy." Zhao Xitong murmured in the direction of Chu Wan, not knowing whether he was talking to Chu Wan or to himself: "Because, I will not fall!"

Her hands were contaminated with unclean things, which touched the bottom line of the law, but these things that no one would know about would only be permanently buried in the ground, without taking root or sprouting.

It can never be exposed to others.

Zhao Xitong had been paying attention to Chu Wan, and naturally saw Huo Yanzheng walking hand in hand with Chu Wan.

Suddenly, Zhao Xitong's bright brows lost some of their fierceness, glowing with surprise and expectation. Her heart, full of uneasiness and dissatisfaction, was beating fast, ringing in her ears, giving off a pounding feeling.

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She walked towards the door of the painting and calligraphy mounting shop, wanting to get closer to Huo Yanzheng. Even closer, she also wanted to communicate with Huo Yanzheng, no matter what.

I even want to be alone with Huo Yanzheng. I don't have to go to a hotel to book a room, but holding hands, hugging and kissing, or going on a date are all good.

Zhao Xitong could not help but fantasize.

Her feet walked uncontrollably in the direction of Huo Yanzheng. Although she was burdened by some bad things, she was not in a good condition and looked haggard. But before going out, she put on exquisite makeup.

She blinked lightly, her bright little face looking forward and moving, charming and passionate.

However, before Zhao Xitong came closer, Huo Yanzheng didn't even turn his head. As if he didn't see her approaching him step by step, he took Chu Wan and walked in the opposite direction to her.

But in fact, even if he saw her, Huo Yanzheng would not stop before leaving.

Huo Yanzheng didn't love her, and he didn't have any good feelings for her at all. She had never recognized this fact so clearly.

She also hated, hated herself for being sober at the moment.

But it doesn't matter, Zhao Xitong thought, compared with Chu Wan, she was not without advantages. No matter how well she planned, she would definitely be able to pluck Huo Yanzheng, the flower of the high mountains that grows on the top of the snow-capped mountains, in one fell swoop.

She has confidence in herself.

Zhao Xitong was far behind, so she could only watch the backs of Huo Yanzheng and Chu Wan drifting away, and she did not catch up again.

The seemingly hidden dialogue slowly flowed into Zhao Xitong's ears, casting layers of thick shadows in Zhao Xitong's sour and jealous heart.

"Have you finished talking?" Chu Wan slightly tilted her head and asked.

"It's over." Huo Yanzheng did not notice Zhao Xitong's presence. He only saw Chu Wan. "I told the shop owner about my request, and the shop owner agreed."

The reason I came to the painting and calligraphy mounting shop was to frame Chu Wan's paintings and put them in the kitchen, living room, study room or bedroom. This suggestion was made by Huo Yanzheng.

Huo Yanzheng negotiated with the shop owner about some precautions when mounting paintings.

After the conversation, he came out.

"You don't have to go to such trouble. If you want, I can make the paintings into a picture album and show it to you alone." It doesn't have to be framed, just make a picture album.

"It's necessary. It's not a difficult thing to do."

Huo Yanzheng inserted one hand into the pocket of his dark black trousers, with a noble and cold temperament, "Although the picture album can be carried at any time and browsed at any time, I want to see that every time I look up, I can see that the picture album that I read alone is already there.

And you are good enough that your paintings can be appreciated by everyone, which should be something you should be proud of."

Chu Wan couldn't help but be surprised when she heard Huo Yanzheng say such words.

Walking along the bustling street, Chu Wan's head was dull for a moment and could not function properly.

After a long time, the silence that lingered between the two could no longer be maintained. Chu Wan lowered her long and curled eyelashes and kicked the small stone under her feet as if nothing.

Her mind was a little confused and there was something she couldn't figure out.

She said numbly: "I thought your answer would not be this. I will show you all my paintings alone. I thought you would be happy."

Except for the works used for the competition, the rest of the paintings can be left to Huo Yanzheng's disposal.

Chu Wan thought that due to Huo Yanzheng's strong possessiveness and paranoia, if she had not insisted on participating in major competitions, all her paintings would have been confiscated by Huo Yanzheng and occupied by him.

Don't let anyone take a second look.

Just like the month before she divorced him in her previous life, with her unremitting efforts, the divorce was gradually put on the agenda. The double torture of anxiety and violence drove Huo Yanzheng into madness.

He imprisoned her in the villa, unable to escape even half a step. He stayed in the same space with her morbidly, stayed by her side religiously, and ordered her not to leave with a domineering and powerful voice that also contained deep vulnerability and nostalgia.

, don’t get divorced.

He restricted her freedom, treated her as his property, and did not allow others to covet her, nor did he allow her to escape his control.

He didn't break her legs, but he made her legs useless.

He didn't lock her hands with handcuffs, but she couldn't do anything.

She can still move, walk, and breathe, but her whole heart seems to be broken, unable to move or beat, and lifeless.

She was his prisoner, but she never surrendered to him.

Chu Wan once tried to leave this suffocating villa, but failed without exception.

Not to mention that she seems to be firmly rooted in the villa and unable to move. Even if there is news about her, not even a little bit of news can be spread from the villa, let alone her works exposed to the public.

She was living in the life arranged by Huo Yanzheng for her. She could not make a single mistake, and she was living under Huo Yanzheng's eyes, unable to struggle.

There is no point in resisting.

It was not until after the divorce that she could live the life she wanted according to her own wishes.

When she really got what she wanted, she found that the freedom that she had been coated with layers of filters was not as beautiful as she had imagined.

She was deceived by Zhao Xitong, deceived by Luo Zhibin, and also deceived by life.

And after she finally abandoned Huo Yanzheng, she would eventually be abandoned by fate.

Before Huo Yanzheng was so crazy that she wanted to destroy everything in her previous life, she had a certain degree of freedom, and she could do everything she wanted to do within the confinement of this freedom.

Among them, painting is included.

She thought that this was Huo Yanzheng's biggest concession to allow her to participate in competitions, to allow others to appreciate the works that she had devoted so much effort to, and to allow her to stand in front of others.

She never thought that Huo Yanzheng would frame her paintings and hang them on the walls of the villa, or give them to people who like to collect famous paintings. He would also introduce her to many accomplished painters and broaden her horizons and connections.

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She went to distant places, saw beautiful scenery, and got to know more people, but the end of the thread that clamped her was in his hand, and she still lived under his eyes.

Never stepped out of his world.

Even if she occasionally stayed out at night, she would not necessarily see Huo Yanzheng being violent and unruly.

As if, he gave her unconditional trust and tolerance.

His compromises also have no bottom line.

There is no trace of overwhelming strength and paranoia at all.

"It's good to only show your paintings to me. Although I'm not that generous, I'm not that stingy either. Being able to see you happy and glowing is even better than I expected.

"Huo Yanzheng's eyes were silent and he spoke in a quiet voice.