The Reborn Little Wife is Beautiful and Sassy

Huang Jingrong took a deep breath, trying to calm down her turbulent mood, but when she saw Chu Wan's half-smiling but disdainful expression, she couldn't suppress her chaotic thoughts.

Huang Jingrong's lips are red and sexy. Her top is a bright yellow hollow chiffon short-sleeved shirt, paired with a rose red high-waisted pleated skirt. She doesn't look old-fashioned, but she is slightly swollen because of her protruding pregnancy belly.

But overall, to be fair, Huang Jinrong is still a tall and beautiful beauty.

Compared with Zhao Xitong, although she is equally seductive and charming, Huang Jinrong's charming brows and eyes have a bit more indescribable heroism.

With her rationality almost escaping, Huang Jinrong took a few steps to the side and shook the iron door vigorously, "Chu Wan, if you don't want to make our private affairs known to everyone, you'd better listen to me.

Yes, you go downstairs, let’s find a quiet place to talk and see how to settle the baby in my belly.”

Huang Jinrong spoke tactfully and did not make her words too clear, but she believed that Chu Wan knew what she was talking about.

The best arrangement for the child in her belly is for Chu Wan to move out of the Royal Garden to make room for her and her child.

Whenever Chu Wan takes her own image into consideration, she will wisely come down from the second floor and choose to negotiate everything with her in private.

Chu Wan looked at Huang Jinrong, who was still showing off her sharp claws even though she was in the inferior category. She smiled pointlessly and said softly: "It's just rumors, nothing to be afraid of."

After all, it's not her child. Huang Jinrong can arrange it however she wants. She has no control over it, and she won't interfere in any way that would offend others.

The deep meaning hidden in Huang Jingrong's words seems to be about Huo Yanzheng, but in fact it has nothing to do with Huo Yanzheng.

Although the child is two months old, Huang Jinrong is still so confused. She has tried to wake her up, but she stubbornly believes that she is lying. She has done her best, but she has no obligation to continue to correct Huang Jinrong's perception.

misunderstanding on.

Hypocrisy is covered with a dark layer, hazy, whether you can see it clearly or not, eventually the truth will come out.

Huang Jinrong's so-called subtexts are just rumors. Chu Wan is not afraid. When the truth comes out, the rumors will naturally be broken.

"You knew exactly what I was going to say, but I didn't expect you to be so unconcerned."

Huang Jinrong opened her eyes wide and glared at Chu Wan hatefully: "But Chu Wan, you don't have to consider your own reputation. Your reputation is already bad anyway, but don't you even care about Mr. Huo's reputation?"

"Tsk, I thought you were more or less sincere towards Mr. Huo, but it turns out that when things really come to a head, all you can think of is yourself."

Seeing Chu Wan's unchanged expression, Huang Jingrong became silent for a moment, and then became more angry.

Chu Wan doesn't care about Huo Yanzheng that much, she should have known that.

Perhaps, from beginning to end, in this marriage with Huo Yanzheng, Chu Wan only thought about herself, so Chu Wan seemed so indifferent and casual about damaging Huo Yanzheng's reputation.

Chu Wan, who is so selfish, is not worthy of Huo Yanzheng at all.

Huang Jinrong secretly complained about Huo Yanzheng, and wanted more and more strongly to replace Mrs. Huo's position with Chu Wan.

Chu Wan bent over and lowered her head. She was anxious to argue with Huang Jinrong, but instead slowly poured a cup of tea from the teapot.

Chu Wan was holding the teacup. The sunlight filtered in through the window and shone on Chu Wan's soft little hands, revealing the shallow, thin, almost transparent fluff.

Her little hands are slender, white and shiny, like clean milk without a trace of dirt, milky white, even more so than the color of the tea cup, which is off-white.

"My sincerity cannot be disputed, and I don't need to prove it to you." Chu Wan looked at the floating tea leaves, her dark eyes reflecting the tiny colors.

"If you don't want Mr. Huo, then give him to me."

Huang Jinrong didn't think Chu Wan loved Mr. Huo very much. Since Chu Wan didn't take Huo Yanzheng seriously, she was different. Once she and Huo Yanzheng were together, she would definitely treat Huo Yanzheng wholeheartedly and treat Huo Yanzheng with all her sincerity.

Huang Jingrong carefully caressed her pregnant belly through her chiffon short sleeves, "And, as it happens, the child in my belly also needs a father."

Huang Jinrong has been thinking about Huo Yanzheng for too long, and she doesn't mind exposing her ambitions in front of Chu Wan.

Besides, Huo Yanzheng was extraordinarily handsome, wise, steady and young and promising. There was no woman in Bincheng who didn't want to marry him.

What's more, her love for Huo Yanzheng has long been known to everyone.

"That's really a pity. I can't give you anything, including Yan Zheng." Whether it was Mrs. Huo's reputation, power and status, or Huo Yanzheng, she couldn't give it away.

As long as Huo Yanzheng's heart belongs to her, no one can pry him away from her.

Huang Jingrong definitely didn't have any chance to take advantage of it.

"You can't do this, you can't occupy the magpie's nest." Huang Jinrong's voice trembled, with unspeakable intensity, "Give me back what belongs to me."

The Huang family could barely catch up with the Huo family. Unlike the rising star Chu family, they didn't even get close to the Huo family. When Huo Yanzheng originally chose the partner for business marriage, she should have been Huo Yanzheng's first choice.

Even if she is not the first choice, she is obviously more suitable to be Mrs. Huo than Chu Wan, who has been disconnected from Luo Zhibin for many years and whose private life is not clean.

However, the only thing that caught her off guard was that Huo Yanzheng did not choose to marry her.

Huang Jinrong is not satisfied with such a result. As long as the marriage partner is not her, she will not be relieved.

The people present stood guard around loosely, as straight as telegraph poles, motionless, serious and dedicated.

When they suddenly heard Huang Jinrong's revelations, although they were shocked, confused and curious, they did not show these emotions due to their professionalism.

Standing on the path, Uncle Liu saw with his own eyes that Huang Jinrong's face was distorted, angry and persistent, and he heard her unabashed desire to covet Huo Yanzheng. Uncle Liu was not surprised at all.

See his mood.

After seeing people like Huang Jinrong who overestimate their own capabilities and like to daydream, he is no longer surprised.

Just like her indifferent expression, Chu Wan's heart was calm.

Her clear eyes slowly moved from Huang Jingrong's angry face to a cluster of colorful flowers inside the iron fence, watching the flying butterflies circling around the delicate flowers in bloom, fanning the thin flowers.

Thin beautiful wings danced, and her heart moved, feeling a little happy.

The rich fragrance of flowers blew along with the wind, bringing Chu Wan a pleasant enjoyment.