The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 248

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

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

But on the whole, in all fairness, Huang Jingrong is still a tall, slender beauty.

Compared with Zhao Xitong, although she is also charming and seductive, Huang Jingrong's brows and eyes overflowing with a little style are a little more indescribably heroic.

In the situation where she was about to flee rationally, Huang Jingrong took three or two steps aside and shook the iron gate 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 have a good talk, and see how to settle the baby in my belly."

Huang Jingrong spoke tactfully and didn't make the words too clear, but she believed that Chu Wan knew what she was talking about.

The best arrangement for the child in her womb is for Chu Wan to move out of Yuyuan to make room for her and her child.

Whenever Chu Wan cared about her own image, she would wisely come down from the second floor and choose to negotiate and resolve everything with her in private.

Chu Wan looked at Huang Jingrong, who was still flaunting her sharp claws even though she was inferior, she smiled meaninglessly, and said softly, "It's just a rumor, nothing to be afraid of."

After all, it wasn't her child, so Huang Jingrong could arrange it however she wanted.

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

Although the child is two months old, Huang Jingrong is still so confused. She has already woken 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 Jingrong's cognition misunderstanding.

False and false, surrounded by a layer of darkness, hazy, whether you can see it clearly or not, it will eventually come to light.

Huang Jingrong's so-called subtext are just rumors, Chu Wan is not afraid, and when the truth comes out, the rumors will naturally be broken.

"You know what I'm going to say, but you didn't expect you to be so indifferent."

Huang Jingrong opened her eyes wide, and glared at Chu Wan bitterly: "But Chu Wan, you don't have to think about your own reputation. Anyway, your reputation is already rotten, but don't you even care about Mr. Huo's reputation?"

"Tsk, unfortunately, I thought you would be more or less sincere towards Mr. Huo, but it turns out that when something really happens, the only thing you think about is yourself."

Seeing Chu Wan's unchanging expression, Huang Jingrong was dumbfounded for a moment, and then a surge of anger surged up.

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

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

Such a selfish Chu Wan is not good enough for Huo Yanzheng.

Huang Jingrong secretly complained about Huo Yanzheng, and even more strongly wanted to be stiff with Li Daitao in the position of Mrs. Huo that Chu Wan occupied, and replace her.

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

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

Her small hands are slender, white and shiny, like clean milk without any dirt, milky white and milky white, even more than the color of the teacup, that is, off-white.

"My sincerity is indisputable, and I don't need to prove it to you." Chu Wan looked at the floating and sinking tea leaves, her dark eyes reflected finely divided colors.

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

Huang Jingrong didn't think that Chu Wan loved Mr. Huo so 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 with all her sincerity.

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

Huang Jingrong had missed Huo Yanzheng for too long, she didn't mind exposing her ambition in front of Chu Wan.

Besides, Huo Yanzheng is handsome, wise, stable, young and promising, there is no woman in Bincheng who does not want to marry him.

What's more, no one knew about her love for Huo Yanzheng.

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

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

Huang Jingrong absolutely didn't have any opportunities to take advantage of.

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

The Huang family could barely catch up with the Huo family, unlike the up-and-coming Chu family, who didn't even get close to the Huo family. At the beginning, Huo Yanzheng chose the partner for a commercial marriage. Ordinarily, she should be Huo Yanzheng's first choice.

Even if she wasn't the first choice, compared to Chu Wan, who had broken ties with Luo Zhibin for many years and had a dirty private life, she was obviously more suitable to be Mrs. Huo.

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

Huang Jingrong is dissatisfied with such a result, as long as the marriage partner is not her, she will not let her feel relieved.

The people present stood guard loosely around, as straight as a telephone pole, motionless, serious and dedicated.

When they suddenly heard Huang Jingrong's revelation, although they were shocked, puzzled and curious, they did not express these emotions because of their professionalism.

Standing on the path, Uncle Liu saw Huang Jingrong's contorted face, angry and persistent, and heard her unabashedly delusional and coveted Huo Yanzheng. Uncle Liu was not surprised at all. Read his mood.

People like Huang Jingrong who are overconfident and like to daydream, after seeing them a lot, he will no longer be surprised.

Just like her pale face, Chu Wan was calm in her heart.

Her clear and lingling eyes slowly shifted from Huang Jingrong's angry face to a cluster of colorful flowers inside the iron fence, watching the butterflies flying around the delicate blooming flowers, flapping the thin Her thin beautiful wings danced, and her heart moved, giving birth to a little joy.

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

(End of this chapter)