Reborn Hot Wife

Outside the window, the banyan tree was deep, and the dead leaves spiraled down with the wind.

Yaoi seldom went out. She lived in seclusion in the secret base.

Today, she saw the weather outside from the window. It was a nice autumn day, so she went out with headphones and took a walk in a nearby park.

The equipment in the base was advanced. It was all made by Mary Kinson and Yaoi.

She threw a little bubble candy into her mouth, which could help her think. She mumbled, “the top floor. I want to go out.”

A cold mechanical voice came from above the elevator. With a closer listen, it was a woman’s voice. “Okay, Yaoi. Take a walk and come back. If you stay at the base everyday, you will be bored.”

Yaoi took it for granted that the voice was from Mary Kinson. She nodded obediently and said, “Okay, Mary.”

As soon as she left the base, an old man in a dark and shiny car came over at a corner not far away. In the spacious and extended back seat sat a man in a dark blue suit.

His long black hair fell along his eyebrows, just a little longer to cover his blue eyes like the sea, but the sharp light surging in the bottom of his eyes was full of killing intent.

The driver in the front row poked his head and asked, “boss, is that girl? She’s different from the photo Miss Sue gave me, isn’t she?”

The owner of the back seat leaned back and put his long arms on the back of the chair. “Follow me. Observe for a few days first.”

Debbie was rendered speechless

On the top floor.

Sitting behind the desk, Wililam was wearing a black suit, which was as dark as a day. His broad shoulder supported the suit very well.

He had a handsome face with a clear outline. His deep eyes were as sharp as Eagle’s eyes, which were full of red blood streaks.

Seventh master hadn’t had a good rest recently. Judging from his livid eyes, White Ben and Yangfei, who were standing in front of the table, dared not breathe heavily.

White Ben nudged him to speak.

Yangfei was straightforward. He bit the bullet and said, “seventh master, about the exhibition of painter Chen, he said that our company’s security is the best in the capital city. He hope our company can help organize it. He also want to have a talk with you.”

Wililam opened his eyes lazily, with a touch of displeasure and cruelty in them. “I’m not interested in the art exhibition. No,” he said

Normally, this kind of matter could be explained by an ordinary manager, so it didn’t bother Wililam at all. However, Celine insisted on asking Wililam to talk about it.

Since Chenran was a little famous in the international market, they dared to ask Wililam.

Getting the expected answer, no matter how high the price was, it didn’t matter to seventh master.

Yangfei felt pity for the high price set by the studio.

White Ben cautiously handed the document to seventh master, stepped on the tail of a tiger and said, “I heard that this painter Chen grew up in an orphanage, and this orphanage seems to have something to do with Miss Su.”

Wililam leaned back, took the folder and signed the contract. “He wants to see me?”

“Yes,” White Ben nodded.

Wililam casually put the documents on the table and looked up at the clock and date on the wall. “How about the day after tomorrow? I’ll spare some time.”

“Okay, seventh master.” White Ben smiled comfortably. He finally saved a large sum of money for the company.

Yangfei silently gave him a thumbs up with his right hand.

Strong, White Ben.

As expected, being a special assistant must be something extraordinary.

On the weekend.

Chenran’s first art exhibition was about to be held in the capital city.

Mary Kinson dressed up in her favorite suit and went to the art exhibition in a good mood.

She happened to meet Chenran and asked him to give her two tickets to bring Bella with her.

When they arrived at the destination, unexpectedly, a guard stood at the door. Wearing a black suit, stood there, waiting for the guest to come close. He politely said, “Miss, please show me the invitation.”

Mary Kinson raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Isn’t this just a notice of the art exhibition? I need an invitation.”

“I’m sorry, miss. You can’t enter without the invitation.” the guard took a step forward, trying to dissuade her.

It seemed that Chenran had done a good job, and the level of foreboding was the same.

When Mary Kinson was about to take out her phone to call Chenran, the student card in her pocket fell down.

The guard picked it up out of politeness. When he saw the name “Mary Kinson” on it, his face changed. He stood sideways and said, “Oh, it’s you,. You are a VIP of our Brody’s company. You don’t need tickets and invitations wherever we cooperate. Please come in.”

Mary Kinson was speechless

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She collected herself and walked into the exhibition. The structure and the simplest style of the exhibition made her feel relaxed and happy.

She had been used to the bustling and noisy capital, and occasionally going to such an art exhibition could indeed make people relax and pursue the beauty of their hearts.

Each of the paintings in the painting was painted by Colin, and everything was so elegant and rare.

Not all the paintings were placed there. There was only one sample drawing in some places, such as the big drawing in the middle. Now the drawing board was covered with a white cloth, and there was no main drawing in it.

She walked along the sign and stopped in front of a latest painting.

On the painting was a field, and on the main board in cyan, the grass and trees were in the color of ashes. The wild grass grew wildly, giving people a sense of frantic savageness.

Mary Kinson looked at it carefully. When she saw the grass in the lower left corner, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

The laughter attracted the attention of the onlookers behind. “What are you laughing at?”

An unpleasant female voice sounded. Hearing the voice, Mary Kinson turned around and saw a girl at the same age staring at him with a cold face.

She dressed in a literary style, with a flaxen long dress and her hair half coiled. Her eyes were unfriendly. “Why are you laughing?”

Mary Kinson’s eyes were filled with coldness. “Is there anything wrong with my smile?”

“Humph!” the girl glanced at her with amusement. “Who are you? How dare you laugh at painter Chen’s work? Don’t you think it’s offensive?”

She turned her head to look at the security guard not far from the door and said loudly, “security guard, come here. Please drive this person who doesn’t respect painter Chen out.”

What happened? Why don’t you let others smile at the art exhibition?

The security guard came over and asked the girl, “Miss, what can I do for you?”

Like was a loyal fan of him, so he couldn’t stand others’ disrespect for his idol. “She showed a mocking smile in front of his painting. She didn’t respect him. Please ask her out.”