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

Cheng Zhiwei had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, which was very different from before. Zhou Lin didn't say anything for a long while, and Bai Zhuzhu stamped his feet, "Sister Zhiwei, we care about you too."

"No need." Cheng Zhiwei turned sideways and wanted to leave.

Zhou Lin moved his steps and stopped her again.

Cheng Zhiwei was a little annoyed. She had tried her best to ignore him showing off his power in front of her with Bai Zhuzhu. He still wanted to find trouble?

"Zhou Lin, are you sick? Why are you stopping me?" She mocked rudely, "Aren't you afraid that Miss Bai will be jealous?"

Zhou Lin raised his eyebrows and glanced at He Ye provocatively, "Why don't you introduce your new love?"

The new love who kept talking was as if Cheng Zhiwei had cuckolded him.

"Zhou Lin, this is my senior, please be respectful."

"Senior and junior, it sounds like we have a very good relationship." Bai Zhuzhu was obedient and innocent, smiling at Zhou Lin and said, "Sister Zhiwei and this senior... did they make an appointment here together?"

Meeting Zhou Lin and Bai Zhuzhu early in the morning was enough to affect my mood, but they were still here, making disgusting comments to each other.

Cheng Zhi's face darkened slightly, "Bai Zhuzhu, I don't even care that you and my husband are here. Who am I here with, and what does it have to do with you. When you are a mistress, you must have the consciousness of a mistress. Don't hang around here. nausea."

"Cheng Zhiwei, did Zhuzhu say something wrong?" Zhou Lin sneered, "You pretended to be aggrieved and left, but here you are spending time with other men. What qualifications do you have to say it's disgusting?"

"This senior, isn't he the pretty boy you raised, sister Zhiwei?" Bai Zhuzhu said with a smile.

Cheng Zhiwei picked up the half bowl of millet porridge in front of him and poured it directly on Bai Zhuzhu's face.

She had suffered so many insults from them, and they were not satisfied and even insulted Kano-senpai.

Is it really difficult to treat her as a soft persimmon?

Bai Zhuzhu was stunned for two seconds to react and screamed. Her carefully arranged bangs and the new skirt she just bought were now sticky yellow porridge.

Looks disgusting.

Anger roared crazily in the blood.

The next second, she bit her lip in grievance and cried, "Brother Lin, my dress, I have to go to the audition later."

Her tears had a miraculous effect on Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin's face became even colder and he stared at Cheng Zhiwei, "Apologise."

Cheng Zhiwei threw the bowl directly on the table, making a clinking sound. She didn't care about Zhou Lin's anger at all, and sneered: "My senior and I sat together for breakfast. We were distant and polite, but I am not as disgusting as you. I apologize. , is she worthy?"

After saying that, she left indifferently.

He Ye looked Zhou Lin up and down and raised the corners of his mouth with sarcasm, "It's really not worth it for Cheng Zhiwei to give up his dream for you."

After saying these words, he chased Cheng Zhiwei and left.

Bai Zhuzhu was still crying, shrugging her shoulders, "I'm sorry, Brother Lin, I said the wrong thing and made Sister Zhiwei angry."

Zhou Lin felt agitated and said perfunctorily: "Go back and change clothes."

He didn't comfort Bai Zhuzhu like before.

Bai Zhuzhu bit her lip. She knew how to read people's faces. Knowing that Zhou Lin was in a bad mood at this time, she obediently went to change clothes.

Zhou Lin stood at the table, and there seemed to be a scene in front of him of Cheng Zhiwei having a pleasant conversation with the so-called senior, but instead, she showed an expression of impatience with him.

She really didn't hide her feelings.

She was afraid that she suddenly said she wanted a divorce before, and she knew that even if he agreed, the elders in the family would not agree, so it was natural for them to make different requests so that they could meet her lover.

It's really painstaking.

Cheng Zhiwei left the hotel angrily, looked at the busy traffic outside, took a deep breath, and suppressed the annoyance in his heart.

When the audition is over, no matter what the result is, she will change places. If she passes the audition, she will change hotels. If she fails the audition, she will leave here immediately and go to another city.

The world is so big, you can't meet that scumbag everywhere.

"Zhiwei, are you okay?" He Ye's voice came from behind.

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly felt a little ashamed. She just left alone and forgot about He Ye.

She quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, senior, I forgot to ask you to come with me."

He Ye shook his head and looked at Cheng Zhiwei with distress, "I thought the man you would rather give up your dream to marry would be kind to you, but I didn't expect it to be like this."

Cheng Zhiwei's helpless smile was all due to his own wishful thinking, "I didn't expect such a result?"

"Why not divorce? Do you still like him?" He Ye asked.

Cheng Zhiwei shook his head, "It's because he refused to divorce."

He Ye was stunned for a moment, only feeling incredible, "He brought a woman to appear in front of you openly, but refused to divorce?"

Does this man want to hug each other and enjoy the blessings of everyone?

Cheng Zhiwei looked at the time and said apologetically: "I'm really sorry today, senior. I'll treat you to dinner another day. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

He Ye nodded, "Go and do your work first."

Cheng Zhiwei hurriedly took a taxi and left. He Ye stood there for a while before turning around and going in.

There were about a hundred people at the live audition. Cheng Zhiwei was delayed in the restaurant. When she arrived at the scene, she got the final number plate, so she found a seat and sat down.

She thought it might take a long time to wait for an audition, but she didn't expect that one audition would come out in almost a minute, and they were all depressed.

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her hands. She was very confident in her voice, but it was said that the director did not want a good voice, but a suitable voice.

Appropriate is a very broad and narrow word.

Once there is a suitable one in front, those waiting behind will be passed directly.

time flies.

It was Cheng Zhiwei's turn.

After all, she had seen the world. As soon as she entered, she adjusted her mentality. Just as she was about to say her opening remarks, she suddenly stopped and looked at He Ye, who was sitting in the middle opposite.

He Ye smiled slightly and gave her a cheering gesture.

Cheng Zhiwei felt at ease, chose an ancient song, and sang it a cappella on the spot.

After singing a few words, the man next to He Ye made a pause gesture and looked at the computer, "Director Wen, how are you doing?"

A sharp and calm female voice came from the computer, "It's her."

It turns out that director Wen Ya was not present in person for today's audition because she was busy.

He Ye turned his head and glanced, smiling: "Sister Wen, this is the Cheng Zhiwei I said, are you satisfied?"

"It turns out it's her, yes." Wen Ya's capable tone became more relaxed, "Miss Cheng, right? Please wait here for one more day. Someone will come to you later with a contract. If there is no problem, just sign the contract. "

Cheng Zhiwei agreed.

The computer was turned off, and He Ye came over. His temperament was as gentle as jade, and he extended his hand and said, "Congratulations, Zhiwei."