Remarried CEO, Please Control Yourself

It's dark, late at night, dawn, and a new day begins·······

On this day, Lin Ziyi always helped Wang Wenfeng into the office, and then turned to leave. After seeing Lin Ziyi leave, Wang Wenfeng couldn't wait to call the computer connection. After installing it for a while, everything was ready, and Wang Wenfeng began to stare at the movement on the computer screen.

Lin Ziyi, how many things are you hiding from me? Wang Wenfeng stood on the leather chair, stirring the steaming coffee, quietly waiting for Lin Ziyi to appear.

Half an hour later, Lin Ziyi returned to her bedroom. As Wang Wenfeng wished, she turned on the computer. Wang Wenfeng immediately condensed his expression and stared at Lin Ziyi's every move like awakened cells.

The stereo on the curtain frame is just facing Lin Ziyi's side, which can clearly illuminate the computer screen and keyboard····

Netease blog? Diary? Password: yunzhe.dengwo one picture after another appeared in front of Wang Wenfeng, sucking his increasingly fierce spirit.

Lin Ziyi called out the blog window, stretched out her white hands and began to tap on the keyboard: "Yun Zhe, I didn't finish writing my diary last night because Wang Wenfeng suddenly broke in. Now I'll make up yesterday's diary! I accompanied him to the seaside yesterday, but I wouldn't go because it belongs to me and your paradise, but the doctor said it would be better if we had more activities, so we had to

Every time Lin Ziyi beats a word, Wang Wenfeng's heart is like being stabbed by a poisonous needle. Lin Ziyi originally thought that as long as you make unremitting efforts, you can win back your heart, because I'm so proud around you, but I ignore that halo. It never belongs to me!

"I told him what happened to us in the tower, and he really thought it was a legend. I

Wang Wenfeng saw that at this time, he had no ability to continue to look down. Why??? Why... Lin Ziyi, should I love you or hate you? Why do you love him so wholeheartedly?

"Lin Ziyi, I hate you... Bang!" the laptop was smashed on the floor by him. On the surface, it is still a complete computer, and the parts inside are already fragmented, just like his heart.

At work, Lin Ziyi still came to pick up Wang Wenfeng with a charming smile, but Wang Wenfeng felt how fake and hypocritical her smile was for the first time... I'll see how long you can hold on!

Back home, Lin Ziyi went to the garden to water the flowers, while Wang Wenfeng went to the bedroom to remove the line linked to the camera and put the durian stereo everywhere. For him, the harvest was not small. Stealing and peeping into Lin Ziyi's secret was a shameful thing, but Wang Wenfeng didn't mind. He always thought that Lin Ziyi was sorry for him. He just used some means to get some help secret.

Fortunately, they really don't have any contact. They think they are too uncertain and impetuous.

What's hateful is that Lin Ziyi, his charming wife, records her mood in sad words every day, her missing and waiting for Xie Yunzhe, and how eager she is to leave the Wang family.

Wang Wenfeng stood on the windowsill with a crutch and leaned over to look at the garden. Lin Ziyi's busy back plunged into deep meditation. Such a wife with an empty heart was not qualified to stay around as a vase. Because the glass bottle stored too many secrets, he looked cold. But he just couldn't bear to lose it, even if it was already broken.

He would rather Lin Zi begged him to give her happiness and fulfill her irreversible heart. Well, since she is so great and tolerant, I will fulfill her.

Those who got her, but couldn't get her heart, then imprisoned her body. Body, so, light teeth and evil lips: "your love is not stronger than gold, but I want to see if your heart is made of gold." then there was another evil smile. The evil smile looked down at Lin Ziyi.

In a twinkling of an eye, a year later, Lin Ziyi did not have any impetuous and restless movement. She still kept flowers quietly, kept a diary quietly, and still hung a sweet smile to pick up Wang Wenfeng to and from work.

The flowers fade, the tide rises and falls, the winter goes and the spring comes. She told Lin Ziyi that it was all a scene of the past, because she knew that it was still a long time, a long time... She just wanted to count the time to live.

Mrs. Wang got worried. While Lin Ziyi was watering the flowers in the garden, she pulled Wang Wenfeng to her ear and complained, "feng'er, you've been married for more than a year. Why hasn't her stomach responded at all? I'm still anxious to hold my grandson!"

"Mom, we don't want children yet. Let's talk about it next year!" Wang Wenfeng intimately surrounds Mrs. Wang's shoulders and plans to muddle through. If he tells Mrs. Wang the truth that they are just a nameless couple, Mrs. Wang will be angry and sweep Lin Ziyi out of the house. He still has to challenge Lin Ziyi's patience!

Wang Wenfeng continues to follow Lin Ziyi's diary every day. The theme is still: Yunzhe, miss you, read you, love you, wait for you... Looking at these painful words, Wang Wenfeng seems to feel the pleasure of revenge. Therefore, the more anger in Wang Wenfeng's heart burns, the stronger the psychology of revenge.

Two years later, Lin Ziyi had no sign of upset and irritability. She still silently waited for the rose, silently recorded her mood with sad words, and still raised the corners of her mouth to pick up Wang Wenfeng to and from work.

Bees gather honey industriously and butterflies fly freely. Roses are fragrant because of love and beautiful because of Lin Ziyi's careful cultivation. What a beautiful human landscape painting!

Mrs. Wang finally begged Wang Wenfeng: "feng'er, my mother is old. My mother just wants to see the incense of the Wang family continue to pass on. Don't you comply with this request?" Mrs. Wang said excitedly, her eyes glittering with tears.

Wang Wenfeng simply hugged Mrs. Wang and said helplessly in her ear, "Mom, will you wait another year? After a year, I will realize your dream." that voice sounded a little desolate. How can you muddle through without entering the play? He laughs!

Mrs. Wang opened Wang Wenfeng's arms and scolded helplessly: "you said last year that this year, this year is next year. Is it so difficult to have a child?"

"Isn't Ziyi still young? She has to take care of me and take care of her children. I'm afraid her body will be overwhelmed! So, how about waiting another year?" Wang Wenfeng flattered softly. It was his mother and the only person who was kind to him. He can't be cruel to her.

Speaking of this, Mrs. Wang was even more angry: "she's still young? I gave birth to you when I was 19!" Mrs. Wang thought that Wang Wenfeng still protected his precious wife as usual. No, it wasn't a year ago. He just didn't want to help Lin Ziyi's betrayal.

Wang Wenfeng grabbed Mrs. Wang's shoulder, leaned her face against it, and said with a playful smile, "it's different. My mother was born in a poor family. Of course, she is skilled and capable. She was born with a golden spoon. How can she compare with your mother?"

"Come on, if you don't give me a baby grandson in a year, I think you have something to say!" Mrs. Wang angrily scolded Wang Wenfeng, who was talking.

For more than two years, their marriage life was like the rain and petals falling suddenly in the wind when they walked through the cherry tree. The lies and pain were intertwined, like soft fingers, rubbing the only glimmer of hope left by Wang Wenfeng, leaving many painful marks and hatred on it silently.

Three years later, Wang's group president's office.

Wang Wenfeng leaned lazily on the leather chair and tired after reading the diary just written by Lin Ziyi. When he saw the last date, he remembered that today is Tanabata love. People's day again.

Pinching fingers, it has been three years quietly, and everything has not changed. Lin Ziyi is still doing her job. It's still quiet and confusing. The more quiet and peaceful Lin Ziyi was, the more hated Wang Wenfeng was, and the stronger the psychology of revenge was.

Why can she love so low-key and persistent for three years·······

And why do I love so selfish and narrow? Why do you think of revenge and hate her for three years······

He refused, and he finally couldn't help wanting to do something!

It seems that it's time to create a ripple for Lin Ziyi's peaceful life. Wang Wenfeng smiled evil and evil. He opened Lin Ziyi's blog every day, called out the diary window, stared at the display screen with fierce eyes, stretched out his slender ten fingers and wrote such a paragraph.

"Ziyi, you must be surprised when you open your blog tomorrow? Yes, I've read your diary for three years. Reading your diary is like reading ghost stories. Oh, no, it's more exciting and chilling than ghost stories. I think it's time for me, a debt collector, to come and talk to you!

Remember? Three years ago today, I sent you a stereo. I said it was specially made for you. Sorry, I installed a pinhole camera. Fortunately, I have it. I finally don't have to be fooled by you.

What? It's hard to be exposed when the secret is revealed. I've seen ghost stories for three years. Today, you often see ghost stories. How exciting and scary it is·······

Ziyi, I'm sorry. Three years ago, I received a notice from the hospital that my leg could be cured in the United States. At that time, I refused because I was reluctant to let you go. I'd rather be a cripple all my life, so the "ten-year" period you expected in your heart is a big joke for me.

Ziyi, I'm sorry to deprive you of three years of happiness! I've been in a muddle for three years. I know it's no use for me to say 10000 words of sorry. Yes, I'm so selfish and so proud. No one else can get what I can't get. You're the best example!

Wife, I'm looking forward to your reaction after reading this diary! Ha ha

After writing, Wang Wenfeng happily pressed the confirm key, and he was waiting to go home to watch the play. He wanted to see Lin Ziyi collapse. He wanted to imprison Lin Ziyi in the king's house and let her live and die. Then, there was another cruel smile on his face·······

After work, Lin Ziyi appeared in Wang Wenfeng's office on time. There was no calm smile on her face, but she was more gloomy and generous. She knew she didn't have to keep acting, and Wang Wenfeng finally didn't have to look at her hypocritical smiling face and get angry!

Wang Wenfeng was surprised at Lin Ziyi's appearance. He thought she would divorce at home, pack up things and prepare some follow-up things, but he finally didn't have to look at her disgusting smiling face! Wang Wenfeng held up his crutch and stamped in front of Lin Ziyi. He raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "wife, if you are not feeling well, just lie down at home and ask the driver to take me back."

"I'm not sick. Let's go!" Lin Ziyi said in a low voice without looking at him. She helped Wang Wenfeng to leave as usual.