The Reborn Little Wife is Beautiful and Sassy

Chu Wan looked around and saw that everyone was listening carefully.

However, when her peripheral vision swept across the back and side, she couldn't help but pause slightly. Huang Jinrong was actually there, still so close to her.

Chu Wan looked at Huo Yanzheng's deep and three-dimensional facial features that were magnified in front of her, and she understood clearly in her heart.

Huang Jinrong's goal was Huo Yanzheng. Huang Jinrong made it very clear. She knew it.

A cunning light flashed across Chu Wan's beautiful and charming face. She smiled and asked Huo Yanzheng: "Do you still have an impression of Huang Jinrong?"

Chu Wan put her hands on the armrests of her seat and put her fist against her chin. Her eyes were dim and dazzling under the refraction of the bright lights.

Chu Wan did not deliberately lower Qing Lingling's voice. Huang Jinrong, who was across the seat and not far from her, had always focused her attention on Chu Wan and Huo Yanzheng, so she naturally heard Chu Wan's question.

Huang Jinrong held her breath and tensed her mind. She was a little nervous but also full of hope.

Huang Jinrong had met Huo Yanzheng in the business world, and she had skin-to-skin contact with Huo Yanzheng at the banquet. Even now, she had his flesh and blood. She thought that Huo Yanzheng could not have no impression of her.

She is one of the few women he has, and he should remember her.

But inexplicably, Huang Jinrong felt a little more uncertain as she stared closely at Huo Yanzheng's handsome and flawless side face.

Second by second passed, Huang Jingrong waited quietly for Huo Yanzheng's answer.

"It's vague, I don't have much impression." Huo Yanzheng said frankly to Chu Wan: "Even if we have met each other, the relationship only stops there."

The fact that they have met each other probably means that he has nothing to do with Huang Jinrong.

Strangers who meet by chance can also have a relationship that they have met.

Huo Yanzheng took the position of President of Huo Corporation and started to work in the business circle very early. He has met a lot of people of all kinds, whether they are domestic and foreign partners or women who come to his door.

He was not a famous big shot, nor did he have many interactions with her. His impression of Huang Jinrong was vague and not deep.

Later, Huang Jinrong lowered her delicately curled false eyelashes after hearing this, and her dark eyes were filled with dark emotions.

Then, not long after she was lost, Huang Jinrong heard Chu Wan ask Huo Yanzheng again: "But, Yan Zheng, Huang Jinrong remembers you and has a good impression of you. If you see her, will you recognize her?"

Huang Jingrong's dim eyes lit up for a moment, and her frustrated expectations were rekindled. Perhaps Huo Yanzheng didn't have a deep impression of her, but whether it was a chance encounter or careful planning, at least he had seen her several times.

She is not ugly. Even if she is not as beautiful as Chu Wan, she is still one of the most charming beauties. Huo Yanzheng should not be able to recognize her whenever he sees her.

Besides, among all the ladies in Bincheng, with Huang's limelight, she can be called a talented socialite.

Even if Huo Yanzheng no longer remembers her, he shouldn't have heard of her.

But Huo Yanzheng's answer once again exceeded her expectations.

"She's not an important person. I don't need to remember her." Huo Yanzheng's voice was light and hoarse, without any personal emotion: "Whether you recognize her or not, it doesn't matter."

When Huang Jingrong heard this, her hands and feet were cold, and she was sweating all over her body.

Chu Wan said: "But Huang Jinrong also said that you had an important relationship with her, and this relationship may not be about love, but about family affection."

The spring breeze may be due to the hormones in the body. Even if it has nothing to do with love, according to Huang Jinrong, she is pregnant. She is pregnant for two months, but she is still the product of a happy relationship with Huo Yanzheng. This has something to do with family affection.

"She and I have no love, let alone family ties. You don't want to follow others' opinions and easily fall into other people's traps." Whether he had done it or not, Huo Yanzheng knew: "I haven't met many women, but only

It’s just you, if she wasn’t my wife, I wouldn’t touch her.”

Huo Yanzheng's eyes were solemn, serious and awe-inspiring.

Words with the same weight as promises came out one word after another from Huo Yanzheng's thin lips. He seemed to be a believer, praying in the holy Christian church, extremely focused and extremely pious.

"Sure enough, Huang Jinrong wanted to deceive me with all her lies. Unfortunately, I was not deceived. I thought she only made up such a ridiculous and easily debunked excuse just to marry into a rich family." Chu Wan said seriously.

He nodded.

What she was thinking was no different from what Huo Yanzheng said. His words, as plain and heavy as a promise, touched the infinite softness in her heart.

What stirred up was a splash of water.

Chu Wan leaned forward, with most of her body leaning on Huo Yanzheng's side. Her forehead was pressed against Huo Yanzheng's, and her breath was intertwined with Huo Yanzheng's.

Huo Yanzheng put one hand on Chu Wan's seat and did not push away Chu Wan's approach.

Looking from a distance, it looked like Huo Yanzheng was holding Chu Wan in his arms, his movements were natural but extremely intimate.

What circulated around them were bits of pink ambiguity that aroused imagination.

Huang Jingrong looked at this extremely disturbing scene, and her heart felt as if something had stabbed her. It hurt, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She wanted to divert her attention, but failed.

Her confidence in Huo Yanzheng was bound to win, but it gradually collapsed in an instant.

The restless uneasiness overflowed from her heart bit by bit.

Chu Wan didn't believe her, so that was fine, but Huo Yanzheng, as the person involved, still firmly denied the existence of that night of love and affection with her.

Huang Jinrong is sad.

Listening to Huo Yanzheng's denial again, she still couldn't stop the valve of her chaotic emotions, letting waves of sadness overwhelm her and make her addicted.

Before coming to Chu Wan, Huang Jinrong thought that she would fight a comeback with the help of the child in her belly, but she never expected that she would lose badly in the end.

But Huang Jinrong never thought of stopping there. It was not that she had no chance of winning, she just needed some time. As long as Huo Yanzheng belonged to her in the end, that was enough.

Huang Jingrong tightened the small bag in her hand as if she was mad, her face full of unshakable determination.

Chu Wan just talked to Huo Yanzheng for a while, and they stayed in a sticky mood for a minute or two, and then she focused on the lecture.

When the lecture ended, Chu Wan was still not satisfied.

He no longer gave even the slightest glance to Huang Jingrong, whose eyes were full of depression and jealousy from behind.

The lively crowds gradually faded away, and the auditorium of Nuo Da gradually became quiet.

Chu Wan had been paying attention to the professor's movements. Seeing that the professor was still on the podium and not leaving, she was not in a hurry to leave, and just sat on the seat with Huo Yanzheng.

Also staying in the auditorium was Huang Jingrong, whose belly was slightly bulging.