Billion Spoils: President's Exclusive Sweet Wife

"It was yuan Mengtian who said she wrote the book. I really don't know that she probably copied Qin Sitong's manuscript!" the head teacher quickly put aside the relationship.

Those high school students also quickly said that they were deceived by yuan Mengtian and were more humane. "At that time, I felt strange. I didn't see Mengtian talking about the topic of novels, but suddenly a novel was published!"

At that time, yuan Mengtian's editor recalled that yuan Mengtian had brought her a handwritten manuscript. After reading the manuscript, he thought it was very good, so he decided to publish it. Just before publishing, yuan Mengtian said he wanted to modify it a little more, so he deleted some plots and changed the names of several protagonists in the novel.

"What about the manuscript?" han zi asked.

"After we input all the novels into the computer, we returned the manuscript to miss yuan," the editor said.

Han zixie's eyes fell on yuan Mengtian again, "where's the manuscript?"

Yuan Mengtian's body trembled, "I... I..." she also wanted to insist that the book was written by her, but she couldn't say anything under Han zixie's cold gaze.

"The manuscript... I... here I am." one of the former servants of the yuan family whispered, "well... The manuscript, the lady asked me to throw it away. I... it's a pity that I threw it away. I took it back to my daughter as a novel. My daughter liked the novel very much, and then kept it at home. The lady... Doesn't know about it."

Yuan Mengtian stared at the servant in disbelief. A moment later, the whole man was like a deflated ball, and he became a lot older all of a sudden.

Han zixie asked someone to follow the servant to get the manuscript. When the manuscript came to Han zixie's hand, everyone else had released Han Yuan except yuan Mengtian.

Han zi analyzed page by page and looked at the simple book in his hand. The first name page of the book had been torn off. I think yuan Mengtian tore it at that time.

The inside pages were full of words. The beautiful handwriting made him think of the man. He turned page by page. When he turned to the role of "Xiao lichen", he stroked the words with his fingers.

Li Chen, Li Chen, isn't it equal to the word Zhang? Lihezao... Why didn't he find out until now?!

That person has already given his name to this role and his once story to this role. She wrote this character for him!

At the heart, there is a feeling, and this feeling is called pain.

When his hand turned to the last page of the manuscript, he looked at the bottom and wrote two sentences: if someone asks me what my greatest wish is, then I hope that one day, someone can really see the colorful world with his eyes. If he needs my eyes, I am willing to give him one of my eyes.

But this sentence was crossed out by other colors. Even so, he could still recognize those words.

Just when you see those words, the pain in your chest is becoming more painful.

It hurt so much that he needed to beat his chest with his hand to relieve the pain in his chest.