The CEO's Sweet Wife

After a while, the door was pushed open by an old man. He put the sundries in his hand beside the door and said it.

"Oh, the orchids of Lao Lin's family seem to be blooming very well this year. It seems that they are still very watery in autumn..."

As soon as the voice fell, the old man raised his head and saw Lin Wenwen. He was stunned. Then he looked at Meng Zijian awkwardly, "where's the girl from?"

Meng Zijian gave a brief introduction. Lin Wenwen said hello politely. After a while, he left the place where Meng Zijian and his grandfather lived.

"Mrs. Lu, you'd better have a rest before you go." Meng Zijian stood at the door, looking worried at Lin Wenwen's injured ankle, "there are some roads in the village that are not easy to walk, I'll take you there..."

"No, I can do it myself." Lin Wen doesn't want to stay here. After all, she is not familiar with Mencius.

"You didn't drive, do you want me to inform President Lu to send someone to pick you up?"

When Lin Wenwen heard about Lu Jingshen, he immediately turned back and waved, "no, don't tell him, I will stay for a while..."

It turned out that the couple were making trouble. Meng Zijian thought so in his heart, but he didn't say it. He just let Lin Wenwen leave here.

Lin Wenwen knew that his grandfather's house, although he hadn't been here several times, could be found by his vague memory. The road in the village is really difficult to walk, not very smooth, and there are a lot of big and small stones, not to mention Lin Wenwen's ankle injury, even normal people should be careful to walk.

Nearly half an hour later, Lin Wenwen finally moved to his grandfather's old house. Standing at the door, looking into the yard, it was still full of vitality. Unexpectedly, after three years, it was still so well managed, almost spotless.

Thinking of Meng Zijian's words, Lin Wen's heart was filled with awe. She really couldn't understand what Lu Jingshen thought. His mind was too deep. At this moment, Lin Wenwen didn't want to guess.

The half legged fence door of the yard was open with a push. It's only ten steps from yuanzikou to the door of grandfather's house, but it's as long as a whole century. Lin Wen unconsciously clenched his fist and felt a little nervous.

She didn't know if she could afford her emotions. For the past three years, she didn't dare to think back.

Push open the door of the house, a quiet orchid fragrance comes. It's a little damp, probably because no one lives, so the ventilation is not good. Grandfather always loves orchids. No matter he used to live in the land house or here, he always keeps playing with orchids every day.

All of a sudden, Lin Wenwen felt warm in his eyes. When he saw that the old yellow family photo was on the chest of drawers, everything seemed to be yesterday. But at the moment, the Lin family has dispersed, and Lin Wenwen has no more relatives.

She dragged her ankle and limped to the cabinet. After a long time, she flipped the photo over. These are bad memories for Lin Wenwen. She still doesn't want to face them at this time.

That day, Lin Wenwen lay on the old solid wood bed where his grandfather had lived before and had a sound sleep. It's so much better than that terrible hotel. Lin Wenwen even complained about why he didn't think of it earlier and could come back here.

Just that night, Lin Wenwen seemed to have a dream. In the hazy mist, she saw her grandfather's smiling face. However, when she was about to hug her grandfather, he suddenly got angry. He seemed to blame Lin Wenwen. Wake up, Lin Wenwen's eyes are still hanging tears.

"It turned out to be a dream..." Lin Wenwen wiped the sweat from his forehead and went barefoot to the table to drink. The sky was just a little brighter. I looked at the time. It was just four o'clock in the morning.

When he picked up the phone, Lin Wenwen was startled and surprised to find that there were more than 100 missed calls. Needless to say, it's all from Tang Xiaoge. The SMS box has been jammed, and the system is constantly prompting Lin Wenwen to clean the mailbox as soon as possible, otherwise there will be new messages that can't come in.

Lin Wenwen turns over a few articles. Tang Xiaoge probably knows about Lin Wenwen's move. His panic can be clearly felt across the screen of the phone. Because the silence is always turned off, Lin Wenwen doesn't know that Tang Xiaoge has made so many calls.

Just thinking about it, Tang Xiaoge's phone call came in again. Lin Wenwen hesitated for a moment, but still picked it up.

"Hello..." Lin Wenwen's voice was sleepy and hoarse, making a slight sound in the dim room.

"Lin Wenwen, you finally answered the phone. Where are you? Do you know I'm dying of anxiety, why did you move away without saying a word? Why move? Is Lu Jingshen looking for you? There's something else, you tell me... "Tang Xiaoge's voice seemed a little excited, and all the questions came out incoherently. He probably held it for too long."Well, don't worry, I'm fine..." Lin Wenwen coughed twice and spoke slowly.

For a moment, Tang Xiaoge asked in a hurry and said, "you are very good. What do you mean, where have you been? You talk!"

"I don't think it's convenient to live with you all the time, so I found a new place. Don't worry. I'm fine." Lin Wenwen's voice is obviously with a sense of distance. She thinks of Fang moting's words. Indeed, only in this way can she keep Tang Xiaoge from fantasizing about their relationship, which is the best way for Tang Xiaoge.

"What's the inconvenience? We don't live together. Has something happened to Lu Jingshen? " Tang Xiaoge was obviously angry, and his voice became sharp.

"No, he didn't look for me. I found my own place. The recent news has made a lot of noise. It's not very good for me to continue to live with you. Those reporters will certainly scribble. Moreover, the stock price of Sifang group has been subject to fluctuations. I don't want to make such a big move because of me... "

Lin Wenwen's voice is more and more low, she does not know how to say, can only as far as possible to perfunctory.

Can Tang Xiaoge is what character, he has a strong heart, a stubborn. After listening to Lin Wenwen's words, his voice rose abruptly, and he almost roared, "I don't care about this. Those reporters can write whatever they like, just follow them. It's just the stock price. If it's a big deal, just let the chair out. What's the point? When did you become so pussy? Tell me where you are and I want to see you... "

"I care..." Lin Wenwen suddenly opened his mouth, and his tone became low.

"What?" Tang Xiaoge is stunned. It's not that he didn't listen to what Qinglin Wenwen said, but that he didn't have time to reflect.

Lin Wenwen raised his voice, and his tone became cold and numb. "I said I care. I was very uncomfortable when I read the reporters' scribbles. You can have the chair at any time if you want it or not, but I'm different. I just want a plain life.

Tang Xiaoge, if you still like me, I will tell you clearly today that it is impossible between us. Don't waste your time and energy on me, and don't disturb me any more... "

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. After a long time, Tang Xiaoge spoke slowly. His voice was very low and frightening, "where are you, Let's meet. "

Lin Wenwen's throat is choked. She has never been a cruel person, especially in front of people around her. It was because of this that Lin Wenwen hurt Tang Xiaoge and gave him a lot of false hopes. But now, she can't go on like this.

"No, there's nothing to say." Finish saying, Lin Wenwen then ruthlessly hung up the phone, and then turn off the mobile phone, still on the table.

Lin Wenwen was in a trance, and her ankle was still aching. When I turned around, I staggered a few steps because I didn't stand firm, but accidentally knocked over the water cup on the table.

"Ah..." Lin Wenwen exclaimed, hurriedly opened the chest of drawers behind him, turned out a towel and wiped the water stains of the books nearby.

Most of the time, the more irritable, the more sudden a lot of situations. After clearing the table, Lin Wenwen turned back to close the drawer of the chest of drawers. When he raised his hand and fell on the side of the cabinet, a dark yellow brown paper envelope inside attracted Lin Wenwen's attention.

She curiously went to pick up the letter, but saw her name on it, granddaughter Lin Wenqi.

"This is a letter from my grandfather?" Lin Wenwen felt her heart beat faster. She sat down at the table and opened the envelope carefully.

Grandfather's handwriting suddenly came into view, lines of just regular script like grandfather's personality, upright, standing on the paper.

Lin Wenwen swallowed her saliva unconsciously. Card's throat was sore. She hardly dared to breathe. Focus your eyes on the paper, familiar with the tone as if grandfather is still around.

The letter was long, three pages long. The last time was written down three years ago on the day before my grandfather died. When he came back from Prague to Yuncheng, the old man did not go directly to Lu Jingshen. Instead, he went back to the old house and wrote this letter.

When he learned that the Lin group had gone bankrupt, the old man told Lin Wenwen sadly that he must revive the Lin family. In the letter, he wrote down his sad journey of founding the Lin family, his trust in Lin Wenwen and his good intentions. Lin Wenwen seems to be able to clearly feel his grandfather's sadness and expectation.

Such a long letter made Lin Wenwen's eyes moist, and a deep sense of powerlessness came to his heart. Grandfather does not know, at this time Lin Wenwen has been down to what point, relying on her to revive Lin, it seems that some Arabian Nights.

The sun quietly sprinkled into the room, and Lin Wenwen silently clenched his fist