Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isnt Easy

Weiwei Ye sat on the living room sofa, her legs bent, her pointed chin resting on her knees, her large eyes fixed on the computer screen on the coffee table, her fingers tapping away on the keyboard, a picture of tranquility.

Yet, her eyes would occasionally flick to the time in the bottom right corner, her eyes flickering with worry and urgency.

Weiwei Yes lips were pursed, and as time passed, her face grew paler. Was he not coming home again tonight?

Married for six years, her husband was frequently absent from home, and when he did return, it was often reeking of alcohol. She knew he had many women outside, and while he could be with any woman, he would not touch her.

Weiwei Ye gave a self-mocking smile. This was what it meant to love first and lose, wasnt it? She had fallen in love with this man, losing both her love and herself.

The clock struck three times, signaling it was three in the morning. Weiwei Ye shifted her stiff body, and the sound of the door opening reached her ears.

A flash of surprise lit up in Weiwei Yes eyes, and she happily jumped off the sofa, nearly tripping due to the numbness in her feet. Ignoring the pain, she rushed to the entrance, gracefully taking his suit jacket and placing slippers in place.

The scent of alcohol filled her nostrils, causing Weiwei Ye to wrinkle her nose in discomfort. She put down the jacket and ran to the kitchen, "Drinking on an empty stomach is not good for your stomach. Ive kept some porridge warm on the stove, its still warm, please have some."

Jason Lins face was slightly flushed from the alcohol, but his eyes were clear as he walked to the dining table, picked up the porcelain bowl, and drained the properly tempered rice porridge into his stomach.

The warm porridge, neither hot nor cold, with the right amount of saltiness, warmed from his throat to his stomach, his stomach, which had not had anything all day, couldnt help but let out sighs of contentment, this was the warmth of home.

But...

His cold gaze swept over Weiwei Ye, whose eyes were narrowed with joy. He pursed his lips, said nothing, and turned to go upstairs.

"An..." Ann has a school celebration performance tomorrow, are you going? Weiwei Ye watched Jason Lins tall and cold back disappear around the corner, and the request on the tip of her tongue also disappeared with his back.

Early in the morning, Weiwei Ye was busy in the kitchen. Hearing the footsteps from upstairs, she mentally cheered herself on, she had to say it.

Jason Lin hurriedly came down from upstairs, walked to the dining table, picked up the porcelain bowl, drained it in one gulp, put down the bowl, and left.

His movements were hasty but orderly, his figure elegant and indifferent.

"Jason, I have something to say, can you give me a few minutes?" Weiwei Ye rushed out after him, her eyes filled with hope and urgency, her hands clenched tightly by her sides, fearing he would refuse.

Jason Lins movements did not falter, he put on his leather shoes and walked out the door, "I have things to do, well talk when I get back."

"Jason!" The fragile voice did not receive a response, and watching the departing car, Weiwei Yes eyes held a bit of pain, disappointment, and vulnerability.

Jason Lin rushed to the company, his long legs striding towards his office, with the manager behind him nervously reporting, "Mr. Lin, an actor and an actress under Cosmos Films have been exposed in a scandal, both were caught group drug abuse, and the film under review has been cut down. If we cant solve this problem, we will lose more than a billion."

"What exactly happened?" Jason Lins eyes were icy, his cold aura almost making the manager beg for mercy, "Didnt I order a ban on drugs, gambling, and prostitution? Who dares to defy my orders?"

The company was at a crucial period of growth, and this was a key moment, yet such a huge mistake had occurred. How could he not be angry?

The manager wiped his sweat and艰难地咽了口水, "Its Uncle Lin and Six叔 Lin."

They were also Jason Lins uncle and sixth uncle.

"Are they tired of living?" His voice was like the center of an explosion, blowing up and making the surrounding subordinates shrink like quails.

The phone rang, and Jason Lin answered angrily, and the other end came a soft voice, "Jason, are you busy? I need to find you."

"Im not available, dont bother me with trivial matters!" Jason Lins eyes narrowed dangerously, his voice filled with coldness and indifference.

This icy aura, though not directed at Weiwei Ye, made her blood freeze instantly.