After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

Ghostwriting.

Gunner.

These words were like a knife stabbing directly into Wen Yi's heart.

She was shaking all over, sitting on another sofa, raising her hands to cover her face.

"You have exhausted your talents a long time ago, and you actually want to hire a ghostwriter? None of your famous works over the years are yours! Monica and Wu Da saw that their works were given such high praise and received so many flowers and applause. , what do you think they are thinking? Are they really that willing?"

"Stop talking!" Wen Yi let go of his hand and shouted, "What on earth did you come to see me for today?!"

"It's not a big deal," Jiang Xiangming said, "Let's talk about a deal."

"What kind of deal?"

"How about I keep your secret and you do things for me?"

Wen Yi widened his eyes: "This is not fair!"

"Why is this unfair? This is not a little secret, this is a big secret. If the world knows that the painter of these famous works is not you, then what kind of abuse and disappointment will the talented painter W who has long been internationally renowned receive? Woolen cloth?"

"Shut up!"

How could Jiang Xiangming really shut up? He continued with a smile: "Wen Yi, by then the reputation you have accumulated in the past half of your life will be completely ruined. Even if the work was painted by yourself, it will be regarded as Ghostwriting. Is that scene something you want to see?"

Wen Yi's whole body was shaking.

"I think cooperating with me is the best way out for you. Don't worry, what I asked you to do is not to kill people or set fires. It is to help me steal a few things. What do you think?"

Wen Yi paused and looked up at Jiang Xiangming: "Steal... something?"

"But before you steal anything, you now need to regain the trust of the Leng family, understand? Your husband, your son, they don't trust you now. As the eldest daughter-in-law, you didn't even go to Mr. Leng's funeral. ?”

Thinking of Leng Xiuyuan, Wen Yi felt a pain in his heart.

Leng Xiuyuan always dotes on her, and when she frowns, Leng Xiuyuan becomes extremely nervous.

But now, Leng Xiuyuan has not contacted her for a long time.

No phone calls, no messages, no knocks on the door outside her courtyard.

Even when she heard about the death of Mr. Leng, she even imagined that Leng Xiuyuan would come to pick her up in person, but after waiting and waiting, no one from the Leng family contacted her...

Wen Yi still remembers the determination in Leng Xiuyuan's expression when he saw her for the last time.

Jiang Xiangming said: "Wen Yi, after you complete this step first, I will tell you what I want."

Wen Yi recovered from his memory and looked up at Jiang Xiangming.

Jiang Xiangming leaned back on the sofa, with a condescending attitude: "But if you can't even take the first step, then I will give up our cooperation."

Wen Yi was surprised: "What do you mean?"

"It means that I will immediately reveal your true identity to the world and arrange for Monica, Wu Tat and you to have a dinner together. If what I have found is correct, Monica and Wu Tat Two people, don't even know each other's existence? Ms. Wen, you are really cheating on both sides."

"No!" Wen Yicai's calm mood became agitated again, "Jiang Xiangming, you can't do this!"

Jiang Xiangming stood up, adjusted the buttons on his sleeves, and said calmly: "I hope we can have a happy cooperation, and I hope you win the first battle. Don't let me down."

After Jiang Xiangming left, he didn't recover for a long time.

She wiped her face in pain and looked at the paintings hanging around the hall.

Leng Xiuyuan, you are really so cruel and indifferent to me!