The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 47

Chu Wan's gentle and careless image at this moment subverted Uncle Liu's existing cognition.

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

He had mixed feelings in his heart, mostly gratification.

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

A night without dreams, a good night's sleep.

At noon the next day, Chu Wan woke up full of energy, without any signs of fatigue.

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

Before Chu Wan washed up, she couldn't wait to put on her shoes and look for Huo Yanzheng.

However, in Nuo Da's villa, she searched around but did not see 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, "Boss Huo went out this morning."

Chu Wan wanted to ask Liu Bo further about Huo Yanzheng's whereabouts, but she glanced at Liu Bo's expression, it seemed that he didn't know where Huo Yanzheng went.

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

Chu Wan's arrangement for the day has been finalized. She plans to paint after lunch, but it is unknown how long she will stay in the studio.

If Huo Yanzheng came back, she might not know it.

However, Uncle Liu should know.

"Yes, ma'am." Uncle Liu nodded yes.

After that, 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 own competition work.

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

The whole afternoon was neither slow nor fast, but it just slipped away from Chu Wan's brush.

Later, still faint and intermittent movements came from the living room through the open door, interrupting Chu Wan's highly concentrated meditation.

Chu Wan concentrated for a moment, she put down the brush and palette in her hand, opened the door, and walked out of the studio.

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

The living room is spacious and bright, even if it accommodates a huge piano, it doesn't look crowded at all.

"Madam, it just so happened that you came out, so you came over to see, where should this piano be placed?"

Uncle Liu lowered his head, and asked Chu Wan's opinion cautiously, but he did not forget to explain to her, "Mr. Huo ordered this limited-edition high-end piano half a year ago, and it happened to be completed today. Someone brought it."

Accompanied by Uncle Liu's explanation, long-lost memories gradually came into Chu Wan's mind.

Just half a year ago, the relationship between her and Huo Yanzheng was extremely bad. It seemed that through the deep hatred, she insisted on having a life-and-death situation.

She didn't have any affection for Huo Yanzheng at all, so she disdained any form of Huo Yanzheng's bowing her head.

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 beside her and smashed the piano that Huo Yanzheng had just bought.

If you say she doesn't like the piano or playing the piano, it's not true.

She likes drawing and playing the piano.

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

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

She is both desperate and ruthless to the extreme.

She only cared about venting her terrible emotions, completely ignoring the anxiety and expectation that Huo Yanzheng showed when he gave her the piano at the beginning, and also ignoring the lingering pain and injury that slowly appeared in Huo Yanzheng's eyes later.

Human beings are not plants, but human hearts are made of flesh.

It is conceivable that what she smashed was the piano, but what was broken into pieces was Huo Yanzheng's heart that had already been hurt beyond recognition.

Gently picked up a fragment that couldn't see the original appearance, the bright red and hot pangs were wriggling, and the bright blood mist shrouded her dark eyes, making her unable to distinguish whether it was illusion or reality at this moment.

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

The suffocating pain made her whole body convulse uncontrollably.

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

"It really hurts." Chu Wan's eyes seemed to be shining with water, she whispered softly, weak and weak.

Just thinking about it made her suffocate in pain, but when those injuries fell on Huo Yanzheng, how painful and uncomfortable Huo Yanzheng should be.

It was her insistence on going her own way without hitting the south wall and not looking back that caused Huo Yanzheng to suffer so much unreasonable malice and humiliation.

She has regrets and shame.

"Ma'am, your complexion doesn't look very good, are you alright?" Uncle Liu was concerned.

"I just remembered some bad memories, I'm fine." Chu Wan withdrew from the memories, she held back her unsteady mind, and then, she scanned the living room and made up her mind.

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

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

The staff obeyed and moved the piano one after another.

Seeing that Chu Wan's pale expression had improved, Uncle Liu felt relieved, "If my wife is tired of painting, you can stop the brush and relax first. It's always good to be tight with yourself."

Liu Bo's caring exhortations flowed out like a mountain stream, infiltrating Chu Wan's heart, and brought a burst of coolness, which 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, this time, like so many times in the past, his sincerity will be treated as a donkey's liver and lungs by Chu Wan, and there will be no response.

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

Chu Wan is a stabbing head, stabbing whoever is caught.

Although Uncle Liu never cared about Chu Wan, there was always disappointment.

If you have expectations, you will be disappointed.

"Okay, Uncle Liu, I will combine work and rest." Speaking of health, Chu Wan cast her bright eyes on Uncle Liu, and sized him up carefully.

Meeting Chu Wan's blatant scrutiny, Uncle Liu was a little puzzled, but Uncle Liu didn't dare to say anything, just stood there without moving.

(End of this chapter)