Black-bellied ex-husband don't get entangled

Seeing that Yao Muzhen had no intention of asking, Wen Yichong quickly took out his mobile phone and continued his plan to make a fortune. Yao Muzhen looked innocently at Wen Yichong and took a picture of his bedroom, and when Wen Yichong finally walked out of Yao Muzhen's room satisfied In the room, Wen Yichong's big tongue was healed.

"You are a big man, taking pictures of women's rooms, are you not afraid that your wife will let you kneel on the keyboard?"

Yao Mujin went out, simply cleaned up the table that the guests had just left, and then carried it to the sink for cleaning.

Wen Yichong followed closely behind Yao Mujin, turned to the east and looked west.

"It doesn't matter, my wife won't blame me if I can make money, she loves money more than I do."
Wen Yichong said nonchalantly.

Yao Mujin didn't think deeply, and patted Wen Yichong's big paw helplessly, "Why are you so annoying?"

Wen Yichong's eyes were originally small, but when he smiled, he narrowed his eyes, looking very obscene. Wen Yichong said with a smile, "I can't control myself when it comes to money."

"Give me a price, how much can I get back to normal?"
Yao Mujin put the teacup on the table, looked at Wen Yichong and said.

At this time, Yao Mujin had turned into a pile of gold in Wen Yichong's eyes. Wen Yichong thought about this problem seriously, and said: "The poisoning is quite serious today, and there is no million or eight million that cannot be recovered."

So Wen Yichong earned 150 million yuan from Yao Mujin, and sold the photos to Lin Yunchuan after returning home, and the price was 500 million yuan.

Wen Yichong threw the edited photo on Lin Yunchuan's desk with an arrogant face, "How is it? Not bad, right?"

Picking up the photos on the table, Lin Yunchuan flipped through the photos. Most of them were photos of the coffee shop. It could be seen that the coffee shop was decorated with care, and there were a few photos of the bedroom at the back. Lin Yunchuan slowly stuffed the photos into the envelope, "She can let you take a picture?"

"What is the relationship between us, can you not let me take pictures?"

Wen Yichong slumped on the sofa like an old man, with his legs raised high, Wen Yichong happily said to Lin Yunchuan, "Do you want it?"

Wen Yichong smiled so blindly that there was only one thing that could make Wen Yichong smile like this. Lin Yunchuan put the envelope back on the table, leaned back, and said straight to the point: "Make an offer."

"One million." Wen Yichong paused and said, "One million tickets."

Lin Yunchuan took the file that MATA just sent with a smile, opened it, and said, "Then I don't want it."

The old Youtiao Wen Yichong was not in a hurry, and took out another envelope from his pocket, and said sullenly, "Oh, I still have the heart to take such a beautiful picture of the little hibiscus, so I said no, sad, I thought I would It was sold at a good price, but it still couldn’t be sold.”

Lin Yunchuan raised his head from the document, looked at the exaggerated expression warmly, and said without beating around the bush, "One price, 500 million, buyout."

Wen Yichong grinned and said, "Deal."

"I will add this money to the investment fund, and keep the photos. You can go, remember to give me the negatives."

As he spoke, Lin Yunchuan lowered his head again. His tone was neither cold nor warm. Wen Yichong, who was used to Lin Yunchuan's temper, didn't care about Lin Yunchuan's attitude of seeing off guests. Wan is nothing to Wen Yichong, but as long as he can take a share of these rich men, he will feel in a good mood.

Knowing that this was Lin Yunchuan's biggest concession, Wen Yichong put the photo in his hand on the coffee table, quickly stood up from the sofa, and walked out without saying a word, with wind on his sleeves, smiling like an old fox, and I kept saying: "It's easy to say, easy to say."

As soon as the door was closed, Lin Yunchuan, who was still reviewing the documents, suddenly sat there motionless, as if someone had pressed the pause button. Lin Yunchuan was still so particular, very oppressive, with deep black eyes, like A deep hole that can't be seen to the bottom, people can't help but sink into it again, feeling fearful, unlike the white and tender eyes of Lin Yunchuan when he was young, which made Lin Yunchuan look more mature and majestic. Like Lin Zize.

Lin Yunchuan put down the pen in his hand, picked up the photos he had seen without Yao Mujin, walked to the sofa, took out the photos in another envelope, arranged them one by one, put them on the coffee table, and put them on the sofa. There are still a lot of them on the table, some on the ground, Lin Yunchuan looked at the photos carefully, as if he wanted to see from the photos whether the person he was worried about was doing well.

In the photo, Yao Muzhen lowered her head, wearing an apron to wash the cups. With her slightly lowered head and slightly drooping eyelids, she looked very quiet. She was wearing a thin white sweater, and her back was blurred. In the whole photo, only Yao Muzhen It clearly entered Lin Yunchuan's eyes deeply, as if a living person was standing in front of Lin Yunchuan.

Lin Yunchuan caressed the person in the photo. The pure black suit blended with the cold office. The cold feeling made people feel no warmth, but he could see the lonely shadow on his body.

However, he is also very happy, because he knows that the person he wants to protect for the rest of his life lives well in another place without him.

Thinking of Yao Mujin's collapsed and crazy appearance before he left, Lin Yunchuan still has lingering fears in his heart.

At that time, it was not only Yao Mujin's nightmare, but also Lin Yunchuan's nightmare.

That kind of dim, seemingly hopeless days, I live in a daze every day, waiting numbly for death to come, powerless, and there is nothing I can do.

After that strange time, every day left us, the hut where the few of them lived together, the island that should have been full of blessings and joy, no one stepped on it anymore, the gorgeous and dreamy auditorium was finally completed, But the protagonist who belonged to the auditorium disappeared.

After a year of waiting, she finally waited until she was willing to come back, but she has been reluctant to see him.

This kind of completely neglected treatment made Lin Yunchuan realize that this time, it is not because he can chase her back with a little care, nor is it because he stalks and shakes Yao Mujin every day to soften her heart.

Don't disturb Yao Mujin's life, I really don't dare to appear in front of her.

Knowing that Yao Muzhen began to write articles on Weibo, he re-applied for a number to follow. He would read every article of Yao Muzhen carefully, and then buy air tickets to go to the places mentioned in Yao Muzhen’s articles, and experience Yao Muzhen’s articles. The way of life mentioned above, experience the life that Yao Mujin once experienced.

It seemed that he could get closer to Yao Mujin that way.

But after all, Lin Yunchuan does not have as much time as Yao Muzhen, and he can only go to more places for a few days before returning. It has been a long time since Yao Muzhen published it, but fortunately, Yao Muzhen's updates are very slow.