After Chen Qiuyue was paralyzed, the school had to arrange for him to retire, and after the long-awaited position of dean was in hand, Pan Tiancheng took action. He asked Sun Shasha to call Chen Xiaocao in the middle of the night, saying that he had suddenly fallen ill and asked her to send money and cards to the hospital immediately.

Although she was heartbroken by her husband, Chen Xiaocao still couldn't let go of it, let alone think that she had shared a bed for more than 20 years and conceived a son together. She didn't doubt him, but also worried that she would go late and delay Pan Tiancheng's rescue, so she hurriedly rushed out, in order to save time, she deliberately went to a remote and dark alley in front of the community to take a taxi, but was followed and killed there by someone hired by Pan Tiancheng.

Before dying, Chen Xiaocao learned the whole story, in the face of her sad and ridiculous life, she couldn't be calm, she wanted to take revenge on Pan Tiancheng and Sun Shasha, the dog man and woman, she wanted to pick up the paintbrush again to complete her dream......

After receiving the plot, Xiaocao's heart fluctuated, the original owner's life was like thousands of ordinary women, who paid a lot for the family and her husband, willing to give up their talents and opportunities, and manage firewood, rice, oil and salt, as Jia Baoyu said in Dream of Red Mansions, from a beautiful pearl to a chaotic fish eye, the lucky one can grow old safely, and the unfortunate one is like Chen Xiaocao, her husband changed her mind, and Xiaosan received the fruits of her life's efforts.

Xiaocao walked to the table, saw that the dishes and cakes were not moved, knowing that both her husband and son had completely forgotten her birthday, she couldn't help but smile coldly, the original owner carefully prepared a birthday dinner last night, waiting for her husband and son to return to celebrate, but her husband was upside down with a female student who was twenty years younger than him, and she couldn't help it.

On this fortieth birthday, there are no flowers, no gifts, no blessings, just a person who is full of despair and loneliness waiting, just like every woman who pays a lot for her family but is ignored by her family......

Looking at the woman in the mirror, Xiaocao frowned, the original owner was not ugly, with a beautiful melon seed face, willow eyebrows hanging gall nose, and a pair of apricot eyes that were once full of aura and water, but unfortunately they were covered by the oil smoke day after day for twenty years, and the fair skin also lost its luster because it was never maintained, and became sallow and dry. She looked at the bun tied at the back of her head, a green hair was still silky and black, but she had never bothered to take care of it, the old-fashioned hairstyle looked a little older than her actual age, Xiaocao looked at the woman in the mirror for a moment, and sighed softly, Yue Xiaocao's experience made her understand, if a woman does not love herself, how can she expect the respect and love of others? She quickly had a plan in her heart, so she picked a skirt from the wardrobe and changed it out and went out.

I took a taxi to one of the most luxurious beauty salons in the city center called Capin. As soon as Chen Xiaocao entered the door, he felt the eyes around him, full of disdain and pickiness. She wore a black dress, slightly old-fashioned, with a cheap texture, and a pair of old round scalp shoes on her feet, which were covered with pleats because they had been worn for many years. And the people who enter and leave this salon are all handsome men and beautiful women, richly dressed and elegant, Chen Xiaocao is obviously an outlier among them, and suddenly became everyone's curiosity.

But this is already the best piece of clothing that Xiaocao can find in the original owner's cabinet, in order to save money and facilitate housework, the original owner rarely buys clothes, and occasionally buys some durable public styles, so that you can wear it for a few more years. Pretending not to see the eyes around him, Chen Xiaocao said to the black-shirted waiter who greeted him: "I want to change my hairstyle and do some beauty on my face and body." ”

After all, it is a high-end salon, and the waiter has a sense of "the customer is God", even if the other party is just a rustic middle-aged woman, she nodded with a decent smile on her face and said: "My name is Jack, and I am happy to serve you, please come here." ”

After washing his hair and sitting on the white leather seat, Chen Xiaocao did not hesitate to order Kevin, the chief stylist of the highest level in this salon, Jack showed a look of embarrassment, bent down and whispered: "Mr. Kevin is very busy, you may have to wait for a long time, do you want to change one?"

Chen Xiaocao raised her eyebrows and said, "Is there a better stylist than him?" Seeing Jack hesitantly shaking his head, she smiled slightly: "I just want the best, I don't mind waiting for this." ”

Jack shrugged, handed her a glass of lemonade, and stepped back. Chen Xiaocao took out the album in his bag and began to flip through it. Three hours passed in the blink of an eye, and she still flipped through the album in her hand unhurriedly, sometimes gazing at a painting for a long time, as if she was not aware of the passage of time.

"How many hours did she just sit and wait?" a man in black asked, standing by the railing on the second floor for a long time, before finally speaking up.

"Yes, she has to look Kevin, saying that as long as it's the best, she doesn't mind how long she waits. Jack next to him also admired this woman a little.

The man in black raised his eyebrows and said playfully: "Interesting, call Alan over, and I will serve this lady." ”

Jack froze, and after a moment saw the man in black striding down the steps towards Ms. Chen, before he came back to his senses and called someone.

Chen Xiaocao saw a tall and straight man in black walking up to him, with a noble and arrogant temperament, bowing slightly to himself, and behaving elegantly like a prince, he couldn't help but be stunned, why did this person look like Ning Chen?

"What do you want, ma'am?" the man glanced at the album in Chen Xiaocao's hand, which was Van Gogh's "Starry Night".

"Nothing to ask for, just make me beautiful. Chen Xiaocao looked at the familiar handsome face, and secretly laughed at his heart, although he knew that this person was neither Ning Chen nor a black-hearted boss, but he still felt a warmth in his heart.

The man was stunned for a moment, shocked by Chen Xiaocao's straightforward words, then hooked the corners of his mouth, leaned down and pulled her long black hair between his fingers, looked at the mirror from behind Chen Xiaocao's shoulder, and said in a low voice: "Very beautiful hair." ”

Chen Xiaocao felt his warm breath blowing on his cheeks, and his low and pleasant voice seemed to be on the side of his ears, and he couldn't help but stiffen, blushing very unproductively, and lowered his head and said hatefully in his heart, this is really a demon, is it really good to play so big as soon as you come up, is it okay for people to be a good family woman now.

Seeing that although Chen Xiaocao pretended to be calm, the fingers on the album were trembling slightly, driving the stars in "Starry Sky" to tremble with him, the man smiled, a bad taste rose in his heart, and he got closer and closer, "Long straight hair is very suitable for you, just trim the ends of your hair." ”

This time the man's lips almost touched Chen Xiaocao's ear, and she felt that her cheeks were about to burn, but thinking about it, she was now a forty-year-old middle-aged woman, and her son was almost eighteen, how could she be so tricked by a young man, and the bad sister was also reincarnated once, and she couldn't lose her momentum if she lost anything.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiaocao raised her head, intending to raise some different opinions, but the man was too close, and her cheeks touched his lips when she raised her head, and the soft and cold touch made her stunned, and she was suddenly stupid.