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

Zhou Lin held her cheek and looked directly at her, "Sorry, I was impatient."

He held her finger and drank the bowl of hangover soup, then took her upstairs, "I'm going to the study."

"Okay." Cheng Zhiwei agreed and went to the master bedroom.

Cheng Zhiwei read and saw that she went to bed at eleven o'clock. She could feel the bed moving in a daze, and then a warm body pressed against her, and she was pulled into the embrace behind her.

His body stiffened, Cheng Zhiwei resisted the urge to escape.

Zhou Lin's hoarse voice fell in her ear, "Don't be afraid, I won't touch you."

This sentence was a promise. Cheng Zhiwei slowly relaxed his stiff body, rubbed his head on the pillow, and fell into a deep sleep.

Zhou Lin tightened his arms. He thought that she had liked him for so long, and even if she forgot, the feelings engraved in her bones would reappear.

But he didn't expect that after three months, she still couldn't accept him and always had an indifferent attitude, let alone any close contact between the two of them.

Of course, he is not a lustful person and must have a harmonious relationship between husband and wife. But every time he meets her careless and distant eyes, he always feels that he has lost something important, and his heart feels very sour.

Cheng Zhiwei woke up naturally after falling asleep. There was no one around her. She sat there holding the quilt for a few minutes before she realized that the curtains outside were open.

Wrapped in silver.

Snowing.

Cheng Zhiwei jumped out of bed, stood by the window and watched in surprise, and even wanted to push open the window to catch the flying snowflakes with his palms.

But before the window was pushed open, it was tightened.

After that, she was picked up and stuffed into the quilt again. Zhou Lin frowned and stood by the bed with an ugly expression on his face, "I wonder if you can put on your clothes and shoes?"

Cheng Zhiwei was lying on the warm bed, her eyes a little happier than before, and her tone was very brisk, "It's snowing, Zhou Lin."

Zhou Lin suddenly heard that there was a lot of snow in the winter. On the second day of the new year, the downstairs was very lively, but he didn't want to go down to participate. It was like this every year. Flattery was meaningless.

Just when he was hiding under the quilt and playing with his mobile phone, the quilt was suddenly lifted. He was about to curse when he met a pair of clear and innocent eyes and her excited voice: "Aunt Lin is right. , there really is a brother hidden here."

Before Zhou Lin could ask anything, she already clapped her hands and jumped up happily, "It's snowing, brother."

He turned his head and looked over, and saw goose-like snowflakes falling from the sky.

What did he say at that time? Oh, he called her "stupid" and kicked her out.

That was the first time he met Cheng Zhiwei. He was a bit naive and silly.

The memory is long ago, but when I think about it now, it is still fresh.

"Well, it's snowing, and the Chinese New Year is almost here." Zhou Lin raised the corners of his mouth and took out clothes from the cloakroom, "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

"Okay." Cheng Zhiwei lifted the quilt to get up, but when he saw the white legs exposed under his nightgown, he silently shrank back.

Zhou Lin went out very wisely.

After changing clothes, Cheng Zhiwei went downstairs, finished breakfast, and stood at the door quietly watching the snow.

Zhou Lin took out a scarf and put it around her, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

"Okay." Cheng Zhiwei agreed.

No matter what he said, she always answered "Okay", as if she had no temper or emotion.

Zhou Lin held her hand and walked twice in the yard. She was not in good physical condition and he did not dare to let her stay outside for too long.

Cheng Zhiwei raised her head excitedly and let the snowflakes fall on her face piece by piece, bringing a cold touch.

"Zhou Lin, do you think we have shared our lives together?"

Zhou Lin held her hand tightly and whispered: "Yes."

……

This snowfall was a bit heavy and caused quite a big impact.

Cheng Zhiwei was stuck in traffic for an hour before she rushed to the conference room. She opened the door and went in. She immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, there was a traffic jam on the road. I was late."

The woman opposite said lightly: "Sorry, Miss Cheng, we have already made an appointment."

Cheng Zhiwei was stunned, "But wasn't it agreed upon at the beginning?"

She was recuperating at home for more than two months. She felt that she was going to lose her life and planned to resume her old career. So she finally contacted this studio after searching online for a long time. After the audition, the studio was very satisfied and willing to let her An ending theme for an anime.

I'm here to sign a contract today.

"Ms. Cheng, this is our boss's decision. I'm really sorry."

"Who did you decide?" Cheng Zhiwei asked.

As soon as I finished speaking, I heard a voice coming from the opposite corridor, "Ms. Xu, happy to cooperate."

A familiar female voice came: "Happy cooperation."

The woman standing next to Cheng Zhiwei said: "This is the singer our boss has decided to work with. You should know her, Xu Zhenzhen. She is very popular on the Internet now. She is beautiful and has a nice voice."

"Xu Zhenzhen?" Cheng Zhiwei thought of what she had not finished saying that night.

It's an acquaintance.

"But I passed the audition." Cheng Zhiwei frowned, "If you want to use someone else, you must at least inform me in advance."

"Who knows that this person has the support of the CEO of the Zhou Group? Miss Cheng, try it elsewhere. Your voice is so good. Let's work together again next time if we have a chance."

"President?" Cheng Zhiwei's tone was calmer than even she had expected.

"This Xu Zhenzhen has only been around for two months, and she is already more famous than many people. There must be a very powerful team behind her. Only that person can produce such a product by spending money."

"Isn't he married?"

The woman lowered her voice, "Men, it's normal to have one at home and countless others outside."

Cheng Zhiwei lowered his eyes, said thank you and left.

Sitting in the car, Cheng Zhiwei's mood was a little ups and downs. She felt that it was ridiculous that Zhou Lin kept saying that they were a couple but they were supporting the little star outside, but she felt that it should be like this, as if this had happened.

"Madam, are you going home?" the driver asked

"Go to the Zhou Group."

"Yes."

Cheng Zhiwei was angry and wanted to go to Zhou Lin to ask questions, but when she arrived at the gate of the Zhou Group, she didn't want to go to him. In fact, if she revealed her identity, she would definitely be able to get back the place that belonged to her, but For some reason, there seemed to be a force in the dark that prevented her from doing this, telling her that it was useless to ask, why would she give her face up to be beaten in vain?

Just as she was about to ask the driver to go back, there was a sudden knock on the car window. She lowered the window and looked at Secretary Zhang.

"Why are you here, Madam? Are you here to see Mr. Zhou?"

Cheng Zhiwei couldn't explain that he was here to ask questions, so he lied: "I originally wanted to come to him for lunch, but he must not have time..."

"Yes, just wait a moment."