CEO's Escaping Ex-wife

"If Miss Lin is still alive, why doesn't she come to see Mr. Ling and see what he has become? It's time to contact him. Just give Mr. Ling a reply! "

In fact, an Tianhao is a little flustered. Does Ling Owen know the truth?

Did he know that those photos were not actually arranged by Lin Wanyan, but by him?

No, he would be furious if he knew.

However, in the current situation, he did not know whether he knew or did not, and he did not understand.

The whole villa was somber.

Ling won't even turn on a light at night.

An Tianhao went forward and turned on all the lights. The room was lit up a lot.

When they found Ling Owen, he was sitting in the room, squatting alone in the corner, and didn't know what he was doing. As soon as he opened the door, the room was full of wine, and they didn't pay attention to people talking to him, but they were used to it.

In the past half a year, he was basically in such a state that he didn't care about the company's affairs. Every day, he just read Lin Wanyan's name, like a walking corpse.

Xing Jue doesn't understand. If he really can't let Lin Wanyan go, why did he divorce her at the beginning?

Why let her go?

In fact, he wanted to ask him several times, but he didn't dare to ask.

An Tianhao sighed. Unexpectedly, his former good friend turned into such a decadent figure, but there was no way to save him. He really couldn't see it any more.

"Don't do that, will you? Owen! I'm begging you to cheer up. Haven't you all seen the pictures? Lin Wanyan is OK now. She didn't get on the plane at all. You are divorced, so you should live a good life separately. Without you, she is still very happy. Why do you have to torture yourself so much? If she knew, she would be guilty, too! "

An Tianhao came forward and patted him on the shoulder, trying to pull him back. In fact, he had said these words countless times. He almost believed that Lin Wanyan was still alive. However, no matter how many times he said these words, Ling Owen still looked like this, and even seemed very isolated. Sometimes he even doubted whether he had mental illness, I saw a lot of psychiatrists, but it didn't work at all. Heart medicine needs heart medicine. Maybe only Lin Wanyan can save him.

She's his only antidote now.

Ling Owen, who had been sitting on the ground for a long time, slowly raised his head and looked at him with empty eyes. He moved his lips and finally told him, "Tianhao, don't cheat me. In fact, I know that the person on the photos you showed me in the past six months is not Xiaowan at all. She is very similar to her, but you underestimate my love for Xiaowan, Even if it's a picture, I can tell whether it's her or not. I think that person should be mo Yan'an. She tried her best to imitate Xiao Wan in order to attract my attention. If I can't tell these two people apart, then I'm still qualified to talk about love? From her point of view, the articles written by Lin Wanyan are very good-looking, which makes her very interested and experienced in life. She knows that only a person with experience can write meaningful words.

Her comments were very spicy and professional, which brought great help to Lin Wanyan and many suggestions.

Later, Lin Wanyan learned that her landlord was actually a well-known writer who had published books both in China and in the United States.

She was envious. When she was an anchor, she was always interested in writing articles, but she didn't have the time. She liked to watch them, and sometimes she wrote something by herself. She just felt that her problems were too naive to be seen. She didn't expect that she would meet someone who appreciated her so much!

So she asked Maya to teach her how to write. She thought that she would go through some hardships. Unexpectedly, Maya liked her very much and agreed to her request without hesitation. She patiently taught her writing skills and gave her a lot of materials.

Maya thinks that Lin Wanyan is a man who can be made.

Today, when Maya was shopping, she bought Lin Wanyan by the way. When she came back, she saw that she was writing. She couldn't help but quietly went to his back and read a paragraph. She couldn't help but say, "Oh, I say Wanyan. Your writing is getting better and better. It's almost to the level of great God. You're going to surpass me soon!"

"Mom, Miss Maya, are you kidding? You are the real God. I'm not as good as you. I'm only an amateur."

Lin Wanyan scratched his head and put away his book.

"By the way, remember what I told you before? I'm going to set up a studio and publish a magazine. I'd like you to be my columnist, OK? ""But..."

Seeing her hesitation, Maya continued, "don't worry. If you don't know something, I will teach you. I believe there will be many people who like what you write. Don't you want to let more people appreciate your works? It's too bad to be alone. "

Maya has been trying her best to get her to join her studio. Recently, she is ready to change her career. Now she is recruiting talents everywhere. Lin Wanyan is his key target, especially when she heard that she used to be an anchor and had a lot of popularity.

When she was an anchor before, she wrote a lot of stories, so her experience is unmatched by ordinary people, because she knows that only those who have stories can write stories.

Although Lin Wanyan was very interested, she felt her big stomach and said in embarrassment, "but miss Maya, you see my stomach is so big. Besides, I'm going to have a baby in two months. Now that it's over, it will only cause you trouble, and my current level is far from enough!"