"Let me pretend that disgusting? Humph, I would rather die."

Lin Wan was stunned for a moment, suddenly turned red and angry.

"I don't want to do that kind of pitiful trick to steal a man. Even if I grab it back, the man is dirty, I won't want it. Miss Ye, I don't know who sent you. I am very grateful for your appreciation of my paintings. Even if it's just to trick me into making a gesture, you have enough money. I'm worried about the cost of studying abroad for my son. Thank you, it's easy to leave and don't give it away."

Lin Wan misunderstood Ye Xian’s meaning. When she heard Ye Xian say she wanted her to use Ms. Chen’s method to retaliate, she felt that this was a great humiliation to her.

Ye Xian looked at her with a smile, and nodded after she finished ejaculation, "It seems that Ms. Lin, you have been enduring it for more than ten years."

"What should I bear? I earn money to raise children by myself. What can I do tolerate openly?" After Ms. Lin was angry, she was a little embarrassed. Seeing that Ye Xian's eyes were full of smiles, she pointed to the door and asked Ye Xian to leave. Ye Xian bent down with a smile: "Oh, Ms. Lin, I'm going to laugh to death. Your performance just now is really fierce and cowardly. This fully shows that you have never let go. You thought you had let go, but in fact you have been trying to suppress your anger again. Ms. Lin, there is no need to suppress now. I will help you release them. Tell me, what do you want to let that couple?" Ye Xian lowered his voice and continued in a heart-to-heart tone, "What I said about using the spear of the son and attacking the son is not asking you to learn those seducing tricks of Chen Zheying, but learning how she spoke for herself with the pen in her hand."

"Talking for yourself with a pen? What does it mean?"

Lin Wan suppressed her inner surging and asked calmly.

"When I first came to buy paintings, you took me to the basement to see some non-sale items. Ms. Lin, have you ever thought about using those non-sale items to hold an art exhibition?"

"My non-sale products?" Lin Wan was a smart person and instantly understood what Ye Xian meant: "She used novels to lie to promote, so I used paintings to fight back?"

"Yes, fight back. Over the past ten years, people have forgotten that you were the real Mrs. Liang back then. Now Ms. Chen is so embarrassed by other women. This is the best opportunity for you to fight back. Re-recommend the past and gain the attention of the world."

"So what can I do if I pay attention? I'm not living my own life." Lin Wan thought for a while and continued, "Forget it, I don't want Pingping to be pointed at by others. She is living a good life now. I don't want my daughter to be mentioned again. After all,... the person who cheated on me was her biological father."

Ye Xian walked out of the Lin family with Hua in his arms, thinking that no wonder Chen Zheying was able to enter the house. Lin Wan was too weak. Although she was unwilling to suppress her inner anger with calmness, she wanted to avenge her. She began to push and stop her again. No wonder she was taken advantage of by others for her coldness. Chen Zheying was really good at acting.

This woman was unwilling to take the initiative and could not take the initiative, so she forced her to attack. Thinking of this, Ye Xian smiled sinisterly: As long as a person has weaknesses and something he cares about, that's great.

That night, Chen Zheying was restless in the study.

Mr. Liang did not come back. He called and said it was a social event at the Security Command, not a publishing house, so he could not take his family and told her not to wait.

"That bitch!" She gritted her teeth. What kind of social engagements in the Security Command must have been stumbled with that bitch.

Mr. Liang had asked her for divorce, and she immediately sneered: "Okay, then let's calculate how much money I have earned for you over the years?"

"What does it mean to help me make money? Yingying, when did you become so vulgar and full of stench? How pure you were at the beginning, as clean as a pure and holy lotus. Now you are actually money when you open your mouth and keep your mouth shut. You really disappoint me."

"I'm telling you to be disappointed? Don't forget that without my works, how could your Liang family make so much money? Now the newspaper still needs to be supported by my column serialization!"

Chen Zheying's lungs were about to explode.

When she talked about her contribution to the Liang family, her face looked ferocious and her facial features were twisted together, which was extremely ugly.

Mr. Liang gritted his teeth and said, "What, you help me make money? Wake up, Miss Chen, you forgot that you submitted your articles everywhere, and there was no newspaper to deal with you. If my newspaper hadn't used your articles, I had published your first book and had a personal column for you in the newspaper. At that time, you wouldn't have enough food to eat, and it wasn't the first royalty I sent. How could your son survive?"

It turned out that Chen Zheying was already in trouble at that time. Her husband was originally a very talented young man. Shortly after marriage, he was depressed by a foreign company and became addicted to gambling. He lost the bet and drank, went home to beat his wife, and forced Chen Zheying to go back to his parents' home to borrow money. At that time, Chen Zheying's younger brothers and sisters were both studying in the United States, and the family was also very short of money. Her parents were angry that she lived like this. After giving the money a few times, she was cruel and never cared about it again.

One day it was raining, and she sat at home crying with her son who had a high fever. Now she has no money to take her son to the hospital.

At this moment, the landlord downstairs called someone to look for him. She thought that the one who could come to the door must be usury. At this moment, she was already worried that she would be too big to die. She put down her son and walked downstairs. She saw a man in a suit standing downstairs with an umbrella in her hand. She watched her walk down, nodded at her, and asked with a smile: "Are you Miss Chen?"

"My surname is Liang, and I am the person in charge of Xinbao. I passed by here during a meeting. Remember your submission address, and I want to send the manuscript fee to you."

It turned out that Chen Zheying was planning to make a big contribution this time, and wrote later that she was in a difficult life and hoped that the editor would be able to hire her manuscripts.

Unexpectedly, the dream really came true this time. Chen Zheying took the envelope handed by Liang Xintao and burst into tears.

Seeing that she seemed to have encountered something, Liang Xintao persuaded her a few words, and then she learned that her five-year-old son had a high fever. Liang Xintao's youngest son was also at this age, and he was young and young. Liang Xintao hurriedly followed her upstairs. When he saw the house's slutty walls, he understood everything. He carried the child downstairs and drove his own car to take them to the hospital.

At that time, Mrs. Liang Lin Wan heard her husband say that there was such a poor woman and invited her to visit her home.

Chen Zheying was very grateful to the Liang couple for their timely help. In the later column, she excitedly wrote: "Ms. Liang is so beautiful, their children are lively and cute, and they are such a happy family. The couple are the nobles in my life."

"Liang Xintao, you bastard!" Chen Zheying was extremely angry and threw out the ink bottle at her hand, "You're so worried about it, I won't agree to the divorce."

"Okay, if you don't get divorced, then let's take a look."

Since then, Mr. Liang has started to have a cold war with her, and now he doesn't go home almost every day, calling it socializing.

The ringtone... The phone ring on the desk rang again.

"I'll tell you, you..." Chen Zheying grabbed the phone angrily.

"Ms. Chen."

A hoarse voice came from the phone. She remembered that it was from the owner of Weihanshi.

"Ms. Chen, I have a way to make you sure to win." The owner said slowly.

"What's the solution?"

"Take off the firewood from the cauldron and force Mr. Liang's two sons away."
Chapter completed!