The Reborn Little Wife is Beautiful and Sassy

Chapter 47 Worrying Blindly

Chu Wan's gentle and carefree image at this moment subverted Uncle Liu's existing understanding.

For so many years, it was the first time that Uncle Liu saw Huo Yanzheng and Chu Wan talking and laughing together.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, mostly happy.

Chu Wan did not have as many thoughts as Uncle Liu. After dinner, she went upstairs to wash up, then turned off the lights and went to sleep.

A dreamless night and a good sleep.

At noon the next day, Chu Wan woke up full of energy and not tired at all.

The days after rebirth are always full of hope and joy.

Before Chu Wan could wash up, she couldn't wait to put on her shoes and go find Huo Yanzheng.

However, in Nuo Da's villa, she looked around and couldn't find Huo Yanzheng.

"Uncle Liu, have you seen Yan Zheng?" Uncle Liu walked past her, Chu Wan stopped him and asked.

It's not a working day, but a weekend. Huo Yanzheng doesn't have to go to work, but he's not at home, so where will he go?

Uncle Liu bent down slightly and said, "Mr. Huo went out this morning."

Chu Wan originally wanted to ask Uncle Liu about Huo Yanzheng's whereabouts, but she glanced at Uncle Liu's expression and it seemed that he didn't know where Huo Yanzheng had gone.

She didn't want to embarrass Uncle Liu, so she knew it and didn't continue to ask, "Well, when Yan Zheng comes back, Uncle Liu, please tell me again."

Chu Wan's arrangements for the day have been finalized. She plans to paint after lunch. It is not yet known how long she will stay in the studio.

If Huo Yanzheng comes back, she may not know it.

However, Uncle Liu should know.

"Yes, ma'am." Uncle Liu nodded in agreement.

Afterwards, Chu Wan went to the living room to have lunch.

After lunch, Chu Wan followed the plan and went to the studio to conceive her competition work.

Chu Wan was so focused on painting that she couldn't spare any energy to pay attention to other things. She carefully conceived and fell into her own world of meditation.

The whole afternoon was neither too slow nor too fast. It just slipped away from Chu Wan's painting brush.

Later, vague and intermittent movement came from the living room through the crack of the door that was not closed tightly, interrupting Chu Wan's highly concentrated meditation.

Chu Wan concentrated for a moment, then she put down the brushes and palette box in her hands, opened the door, and walked out of the studio.

As soon as Chu Wan stepped out of the studio, she saw three staff members carrying an expensive piano to the living room, while the butler Liu Bo was directing.

The living room is bright and spacious, and even though it can accommodate a huge piano, it does not seem crowded at all.

"Madam, you just happened to come out, so come over and see where this piano should be placed?"

Uncle Liu lowered his head and cautiously asked Chu Wan for her opinion, but he did not forget to explain to her, "Mr. Huo customized this limited-edition high-end piano half a year ago. It just happened to be completed today, so Mr. Huo asked her to

Someone sent it."

Along with Uncle Liu's explanation, long-lost memories gradually entered Chu Wan's mind.

Just half a year ago, the relationship between her and Huo Yanzheng was extremely bad. It seemed that they were determined to fight each other to the death due to deep hatred.

She didn't like Huo Yanzheng at all, and she disdained any form of bowing his head to show his kindness.

I only remember that at that time, Huo Yanzheng gave her an exquisite and luxurious piano, but she didn't like it, so she picked up a chair nearby and smashed the piano that Huo Yanzheng had just bought.

To say that she doesn't like the piano or playing the piano is actually not true.

She likes to draw and play the piano.

When she is tired from painting, Chu Wan will play the piano to find inspiration and relax herself.

The reason why she smashed the piano was just to vent her anger and resentment, and to express her dissatisfaction and disgust towards Huo Yanzheng.

She is both hysterical and extremely indifferent.

She only vented her terrible emotions, completely ignoring the anxiety and expectation that Huo Yanzheng showed when he first gave her the piano, and also ignored the lingering pain and injury that slowly appeared in Huo Yanzheng's eyes.

Human beings are not grass and trees, their hearts are made of flesh.

It is conceivable that what she smashed was the piano, but what was broken into pieces was not Huo Yanzheng's heart that had been injured beyond recognition.

Gently holding up a piece of fragment that had no original appearance, it was bright red and moving with a warm bang. The bright blood mist shrouded her dark eyes, making it impossible for her to tell whether it was illusion or reality at this moment.

It was Huo Yanzheng's heart that was broken, but Chu Wan felt that her heart was bleeding.

The suffocating pain made her whole body convulse.

Chu Wan's rosy cheeks lost their color for a moment and gradually turned pale.

"It really hurts." Chu Wan's eyes seemed to be filled with water, and she whispered in a low voice.

Just thinking about it made her suffocate in pain, but when those injuries happened to Huo Yanzheng, Huo Yanzheng would be in so much pain and discomfort.

It was her insistence on not hitting the wall and never looking back that caused Huo Yanzheng to suffer so much unwarranted malice and humiliation.

She has regrets and guilt.

"Madam, your face doesn't look good. Are you okay?" Uncle Liu asked with concern.

"I just remembered some bad memories. I'm fine." Chu Wan pulled away from the memories. She suppressed her unstable mind. Then she glanced around the living room and made up her mind.

Chu Wan pointed to a relaxing corner in the living room, looked at the three staff carrying the piano and said, "Put the piano over there."

Chu Wan thought that when she got tired of painting, she could bask in the sun, admire flowers, and play the piano as before. This would be a kind of enjoyment.

The staff obeyed and moved the piano one after another.

Uncle Liu saw that Chu Wan's pale expression had improved, and then he felt relieved and said, "Madam, if you are tired from painting, you can stop painting and relax first. It is always better to hold on tight."

Uncle Liu's caring advice was like a mountain stream, gurgling out and soaking into Chu Wan's heart. It brought a burst of coolness and made Chu Wan's depressed mood dissipate a lot.

Although Uncle Liu had good intentions, he never thought that Chu Wan would appreciate it.

He thought that this time, just like many times in the past, Chu Wan would treat his sincerity as if it were a donkey's liver and lungs, and there would be no response.

Even if Chu Wan is in a bad mood, he will be accused of worrying and meddling.

Chu Wan is a thorn in the side, and she will stab whoever she catches.

Although Uncle Liu would never argue with Chu Wan, he was still disappointed.

If you have expectations, you will be disappointed.

"Okay, Uncle Liu, I will balance work and rest." Speaking of physical health, Chu Wan cast her bright eyes on Uncle Liu and looked at Uncle Liu carefully.

Facing Chu Wan's blatantly looking at her, Uncle Liu was a little confused, but he didn't dare to say anything and just stood there, motionless.

(End of chapter)