Great Writer - Chapter 207

While Ling Jingsu lamented that Wang Defu was extremely thick-skinned, Wang Defu also had to admit that Ling Jingsu was the most tolerant woman he had ever seen. Perhaps the reason for her tolerance was that her purpose was extremely clear.

Wang Defu’s talent was already enough to make Ling Jingsu never let go of him and abandon all emotional behaviors. Only in this way can the relationship between the two be maintained and the benefits that such a relationship brings to her.

Ling Jingsu did not know when he had realized that love is the most unreliable thing in the world. If one day a man is with you because of love, then maybe in the future, he will also be with others because of love. , But if the relationship between the two is a combination of feelings and interests, separation will cause the interests of both to be greatly damaged, then it will make the relationship between the two more stable.

Maybe it’s like falling in love and getting married. Falling in love can break up without any psychological burden, but in the case of a divorce, you can’t just leave and you have to divide your property…

Of course, in fact, for people like Wang Defu, nothing can restrain him. The relaxed and free life he pursues actually doesn’t care how others think of him, and he never has to worry about anything that can trap him. , Because his talent can bring him enough money, and his reputation can also make his scumbag behavior be beautified as a “romantic celebrity.”

This world is so friendly to talented people. As long as he doesn’t do things that are indignant and have no bottom line, and only messes up the relationship between men and women, then he can still be named in history and be respected by future generations. “Masters” are all taken for granted.

Just like in the history of his world, there were obviously many literati messing around during the Republic of China, but in the end they can still be called masters, unless they deliberately understand their lives, otherwise ordinary people’s impressions of these “masters” are probably still the same. Stay on their famous works.

Therefore, we can draw a conclusion that as a writer, as long as he has the talent to create a monumental masterpiece that will last forever, then he can pursue a relaxed and free life, and no morality can restrain him.

It’s just that as a public figure, he certainly can’t show such willful freedom to the outside world. Instead, he has to be more sleek and hypocritical, telling the public what positive energy is, and even catering to the so-called mainstream opinions on the surface is the behavior of smart people.

It’s like Wang Defu is for women who are more and more awakened in this era. He directly speaks for feminist rights, promotes women’s awakening, supports free love, anyway, for a man like him, free love is very beneficial to him. , Because falling in love with him, it is the woman’s own choice, and he is not responsible.

Wang Defu gently rubbed Ling Jingsu’s smooth and delicate palm. The soft touch was really enjoyable. It can only be said that a famous lady like Ling Jingsu is very well maintained. No need to worry about any trivial matters in life.

Perhaps because of this, she had so much time to pursue some spiritual things, and then she would be so paranoid towards Wang Defu as she is now.

Obviously, she has always been a famous lady who was held in the palm of the hand by a man since she was a child, but she was so wronged by a man who didn’t take her seriously. It seemed that she was still enjoying it. I am afraid that outsiders can’t understand it.

Maybe she herself was using the so-called benefits to cover up her hopeless fall. After all, a woman like her didn’t lack anything at all.

After both sides deliberately avoided the Cold War that seemed to have never occurred before, the embarrassment that would have caused when they first met has never appeared. The two seemed to quickly return to the incomparably sweet state before the Cold War.

Ling Jingsu led Wang Defu to visit her more private villa. Of course, there were not as many people as her garden-style villa, and its architectural style was not as antique as before, but it appeared more modern.

When Wang Defu visited this villa, he felt that it was very similar to the villas in that world. The most interesting design is undoubtedly the small swimming pool in the bedroom courtyard, where you can soak in and eat the food prepared by people. Drinks are undoubtedly the best enjoyment in such a hot summer.

And on the edge of Ling Jingsu’s small swimming pool, there is even a movie projector installed, so you can watch a movie while swimming, or you can just lie down on a recliner and watch it after swimming up.

Ling Jingsu seems to have known how happy Wang Defu is to enjoy. In the words of the other party, this is also a process of collecting materials. If you don’t enjoy it, how can you write the relaxed and leisurely posture of the characters in the book?

So Ling Jingsu had prepared swimming trunks for Wang Defu long ago, and told him that swimming and playing in the water in summer is a very normal recreational activity. Even if they want to talk about something, they can do it in her bedroom courtyard. Worried about being disturbed by anyone.

After the two came to this small courtyard, on the table between the two recliners in the courtyard, a variety of fruits, refreshments, and a beautiful maid serving on the side were already prepared. The other party was seeing Ling Jingsu with Wang Defu. After such a beautiful man came here~www.mtlnovel.com~, he just glanced at Wang Defu, then lowered his head, not daring to look more.

Ling Jingsu waved his hand to let the maid retreat, and then told her not to disturb her and Wang Defu as long as it was not her order.

As the hostess, Ling Jingsu was full of the demeanor of a superior in her gestures, but when she faced Wang Defu, she did appear to be too humble.

Obviously, Wang Defu didn’t know that he had “the sheep entered the tiger’s mouth”. He just lay down on the recliner leisurely, then picked up the fresh fruit and ate it, and then said casually: “Jingsu, your previous “Amidst the Rain” has been It’s over, now can you have inspiration for a new work?”

Ling Jingsu also lay on the recliner and turned her head to look at Wang Defu with a laid-back look. She felt a sense of fullness and emptiness. Perhaps life is like this. She always needs someone special in her heart to accompany her. It doesn’t matter if this person is the right person or not.

For a while, Ling Jingsu did not answer Wang Defu’s thoughts, even if she met with Wang Defu this time, she really wanted to talk about her next work, and this matter is still very important in her heart, but when she sees it After Wang Defu, it seemed to be insignificant again.