After the divorce, Mrs. Zhou proposed to remarry with her three children.

Xiaoman could only pour a little bit for Cheng Zhiwei, and Cheng Zhiwei glared complainingly, "Are you reluctant to part with it?"

Xiaoman had no choice but to fill up the wine glass and said again: "This wine is really strong."

Before he finished speaking, Cheng Zhiwei drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.

The wine was indeed strong, burning all the way from his throat into his stomach. Cheng Zhiwei choked violently, a blush appeared on his pale cheeks, and tears fell from the corners of his eyes, making him extremely embarrassed.

But she became happy and placed the wine glass heavily in front of Xiao Man, "Have another drink."

"Young Madam, you are already drunk." Xiao Man advised helplessly, not daring to continue pouring wine.

"One last glass, I'm so Xiaoman, please." Her eyes were still moist, and her voice was soft and dull due to the strong alcohol.

Who can stand the coquettishness of a beautiful woman?

Xiao Man poured Cheng Zhiwei another glass of wine.

This time, Cheng Zhiwei didn't hold back one mouthful, but instead sipped it in small sips, like a child eating something delicious. Because it was the last one, he couldn't bear to finish it and enjoyed it slowly.

Xiaobao climbed into her arms again and played with her hair hanging down.

Cheng Zhiwei coaxed softly. Although she was drunk, her arms held Xiaobao very tightly, her palms were gentle, she patted his back again and again, and hummed an unknown song softly. The light shone on her body, shrouding her deeply. of tenderness.

Outside the store, on the street where no one noticed, Zhou Lin held a black umbrella and looked at Cheng Zhiwei quietly, watching her lowering her head and teasing the child in her arms, full of tenderness.

like...a mother...

When the driver saw Zhou Lin standing still for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Master, do you need me to ask the young lady to come out?"

Zhou Lin didn't move his eyebrows, just handed the umbrella to the driver, moved his long legs and walked towards the door.

The driver was stunned for a moment and quickly held up an umbrella to follow.

Xiaobao had fallen asleep amid Cheng Zhiwei's gentle and delicate singing. Cheng Zhiwei handed him back to his mother gently, with a kind of careless tenderness in his eyes.

Xiaoman is young and straightforward, "Does the young lady have a child?"

She is so skillful in coaxing children.

Cheng Zhiwei's eyes were blurred, as if he hadn't heard Xiao Man's words. He gently rubbed the wine glass with his fingers, then picked it up with a smile and touched it with Xiao Man's father.

She thanked her sincerely: "Thank you, uncle, I am very happy today."

I've never been so happy.

When she was a child, she wanted to be a decent daughter of the Cheng family, and when she grew up, she wanted to be a decent young lady. It was rare for her to be so indulgent in her life.

Xiaoman's father smiled and said, "Have a drink and get some sleep. There will be no obstacles that you can't overcome."

"Yes, thank you."

After finishing the last sip of wine, she was completely drunk.

At this moment, strong arms wrapped around her waist and picked her up from the chair.

Zhou Lin's slightly cool chin pressed against her forehead, and his tone was light, with no hint of emotion or anger, "Have you been drinking?"

Xiaoman's family all put down their chopsticks and looked at Zhou Lin with some embarrassment.

Zhou Lin only had Cheng Zhiwei in his eyes.

Xiao Man gathered up his courage and said anxiously: "Young Madam has been waiting for you here."

Although she was young, she could tell that Cheng Zhiwei drank because her husband sent another woman home and left her here until dark.

"Xiao Man." Xiao Man's father pulled his daughter back and said to Zhou Lin in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "Since the young master is here, please take the young lady back. It's too late and we have to close the door."

"Go back? I won't go back." Cheng Zhi got out of Zhou Lin's arms in a daze, grabbed the table with his slender fingers, and murmured, "I won't go back, I won't go back."

He seemed completely drunk.

Yes, she drank two glasses of such high-alcohol liquor without blinking an eye.

Xiaoman reached out again and again beside him, trying to help Cheng Zhiwei, for fear that she would fall.

Cheng Zhiwei sat down on the chair crookedly, his eyes moist and hazy, "Uncle, you said I could sleep in your guest room when I was drunk."

Xiaoman's father said hurriedly: "The young master is here to take you home."

"Master? Which master?" She turned around confusedly and looked around. Finally her eyes fell on Zhou Lin and she muttered, "Zhou Lin, why are you here?"

Zhou Lin looked at her bright and blurred look with deep eyes, "I'll take you home."

"Go home... go home... I have no home." Cheng Zhiwei shook his head, seeming to finally confirm the fact, "I have no home, no home... who are you... you are not Zhou Lin..."

Xiaoman's father winked, and Xiaobao's parents took Xiaoman away with their children in their arms. The food on the table was also removed.

There are some things that it is better for them not to look at.

There were only Zhou Lin and Cheng Zhiwei in the whole store.

Zhou Lin frowned as he looked at the increasingly confused Cheng Zhiwei, but still stretched out his hand to pull Cheng Zhiwei over, held her in his arms, and forced him to take her out.

But Cheng Zhiwei struggled and refused to cooperate, screaming for him to let go, "Who are you? Let me go. If you don't let me go, I'm going to call the police."

These few words were shouted very neatly.

Zhou Lin laughed angrily and grabbed her wrist, pinched her chin and looked at her, "Who do you think I am?"

Cheng Zhiwei stared in confusion, "Are you Zhou Lin? No, you're not..."

She was a little unable to stand, and her body went limp and slid down. She relied solely on Zhou Lin's arms to support her, and she was able to stand firm, "Zhou Lin... yes... Zhou Lin is a bastard, he is a bastard..."

Zhou Lin knitted his brows and simply picked him up by the waist and walked out. Then he threw him into the car without mercy and ordered the driver to drive.

Cheng Zhiwei got up from her seat in a daze. When the car started, she fell in again.

Zhou Lin couldn't bear it anymore and lifted him up, "Sit tight."

Cheng Zhiwei slapped him on the face and said in a clear voice, "You are a bad guy, I have to get out of the car, help me..."

The driver in front of him shook his hands and the car veered to the side, then quickly pulled it back and sat upright.

Zhou Lin rubbed his eyebrows, pulled Cheng Zhiwei over and held him in his arms, his voice was very deep, "Cheng Zhiwei, have you had enough trouble?"

Cheng Zhiwei was furious, her eyes were watery and moist, and her hair was disheveled like a little lunatic. She stared at Zhou Lin for a few seconds, and tears started pouring down her eyes.

Zhou Lin: "..."

He regretted leaving so easily just now. He knew her special status and let her drink like this. He should let them remember it for a long time.

Cheng Zhiwei hugged herself and huddled in Zhou Lin's arms, as if she couldn't stop crying, "Can you take me to him? I have something to say to him, please."

Zhou Lin also became angry. He was clearly beside her, but she didn't know him and was clamoring to find someone.

He simply pinched her chin and asked her to look at him, "Take a good look at who I am, Cheng Zhiwei, don't think that you can make trouble unreasonably when you are drunk."