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

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point, and Zhou Lin's expression turned extremely bad. He wanted to take a few steps in annoyance, but almost fell down because of the injury to his left leg. He was so angry that he kicked the stool next to him.

Zhang Yuanheng quickly asked the female doctor to get the test results and sent the person away.

Cheng Zhiwei had no intention of giving in.

Zhou Lin's throat rolled, and his whole body showed deep displeasure.

Zhang Yuanheng said cautiously: "We have to wait for the test results to come out, so calm down...Besides, pregnant women need to stay in a good mood, really..."

His last words were meant for Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin had a gloomy face and said nothing more.

The results came out quickly, and without any surprise, Cheng Zhiwei was confirmed to be pregnant.

Without any joy, she sat blankly for a while, clenched her fingers, and tried to stand up, but her body swayed and she almost fell.

The next second, he was hugged by Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin personally sent Cheng Zhiwei back and asked the Zhou family's housekeeper to arrange for several servants to come over. He also issued strict orders that if Cheng Zhiwei and the child had any accidents, they would both be punished.

All the servants in the villa were staring at Cheng Zhiwei with fear.

Detailed reports on what she ate and did would be placed in front of Zhou Lin.

Everything was fine except that she wasn't in a good mood.

After knowing the news, Lin Yu wanted to see Cheng Zhiwei, but Cheng Zhiwei refused. She didn't want to see anyone now.

Except for going out for meetings and socializing when necessary, Zhou Lin spent most of his time at home, accompanying Cheng Zhiwei all day long.

In half a month, he has lost weight.

"Look, what does the design of the wedding dress look like?" Zhou Lin held Cheng Zhiwei in his arms and asked softly in her ear, "If anyone likes it, I will have someone start making it."

On the computer in front of me, there are four wedding photos of different styles side by side. They are all beautiful.

"It's already warm in March, which is perfect for a wedding." Zhou Lin kissed her forehead, "When the time comes, bring my parents and sister over to witness our happiness together."

Cheng Zhiwei's indifferent expression became slightly moved when she mentioned her parents and sister. Originally, she planned to go back to her hometown after getting divorced, but with this pregnancy, Zhou Lin was even less likely to get divorced.

Looking at those beautiful wedding dresses, Cheng Zhiwei lowered his eyebrows by three points, his voice was unusually soft, and he placed his palms on his lower abdomen, "Do you like this child very much?"

Zhou Lin was startled. Seeing her gentle expression, he thought she had finally figured it out. He suddenly became happy and took her hand, "Well, Zhiwei, that's our child, can we keep him?"

Of course he liked it very much.

"Okay, if you are willing to divorce, I will keep this child."

The air was suddenly so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Zhou Lin stared at Cheng Zhiwei's expression with dark eyes, while Cheng Zhiwei's eyes were fixed on those beautiful wedding dresses, and his expression was calm and cruel.

He let go of her inch by inch, and then took two steps back, because the anger was burning his reason, and he was afraid that he would hurt her if he couldn't help it.

"Cheng Zhiwei." He called her name, his voice as cold as ice, "Do you want him to become a child of a single-parent family before he is born?"

Cheng Zhiwei put one hand on the table, "So, you don't have to."

After the words fell, Zhou Lin still couldn't control his temper. He raised his hand and pinched her chin with an extremely cold expression, "How did you say such cruel words?"

He had long been prepared to spend his life with her and gradually respected her as his wife, but she actually wanted to abort the child.

Cheng Zhiwei stood quietly, with an indifferent expression, just out of sight of Zhou Lin. She pinched her nails into the palm of her hand and said hard, "Why not, Zhou Lin, does my amnesia have something to do with you?"

Zhou Lin was full of anger, "What do you want to say?"

"I can't remember, but I'm not a fool. I know that I don't like you."

"Don't you like it?" Zhou Lin stared straight into Cheng Zhiwei's eyes, huge pain and panic tearing through every part of his body.

She obviously likes him so much, how could she not?

After his anger faded, he hugged Cheng Zhiwei into his arms and held her tightly, "Don't say these words, Zhiwei, we can be good."

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes, let him hold her, and said calmly: "The child is in my belly. Even if you send someone to monitor me 24 hours a day, I can still get rid of the child."

What cruel words, but she said them so lightly.

Extremely indifferent.

Zhou Lin's palms tightened, as if he wanted to bury the person in his arms, "Zhiwei, how else can I treat you well so that you can stay?"

Cheng Zhiwei smoothed away the pain in her heart inch by inch, and sneered contemptuously, "Don't you think it's ridiculous to say these things now? Zhou Lin, when you knocked me so hard that I almost fell into the sea for Xu Zhenzhen on the boat, I knew , your marriage with me is unhappy, even if I can’t remember it, I still want to correct this mistake.”

The feelings engraved in the bones will not change due to amnesia.

If you don't like it, you don't like it.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Lin felt cold all over. He could hear not only indifference but also hatred in Cheng Zhiwei's tone.

Of course, if she didn't hate it, she wouldn't say she didn't want children.

But he could only say three words: sorry for being so powerless.

Cheng Zhiwei pushed Zhou Lin away, turned around and walked out, his voice extremely calm, "I want your answer tomorrow morning.

Cheng Zhiwei returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and the tears that had been stored in her eyes for a long time fell down. She gently pressed her palms against her lower abdomen. She bent down and opened her mouth, silently saying "I'm sorry" countless times.

What an unfit mother she is for using her child as a bargaining chip to discuss divorce.

But to get rid of Zhou Lin, she could only do this.

That night, Zhou Lin did not return to the bedroom, and Cheng Zhiwei lay on the bed tossing and turning, staying awake all night.

Early the next morning, around six o'clock, Wang Mei smelled a strong smell of cigarette smoke as soon as she opened the door. She looked into the living room and saw Zhou Lin sitting on the sofa. He was visibly haggard, and there was a cigarette on the coffee table. In the ashtray, cigarette butts piled up into a hill.

He sat here all night and smoked all night.

"Master." Wang Mei shouted in a low voice, "The young lady is pregnant. It's not good for her if you stop smoking."

Zhou Lin put out the cigarette between his fingers in the ashtray, stood up and opened the window. The cold wind was unusually cold, hitting his face with a biting chill.

Wang Mei had been a servant in the Zhou family for so many years and had taken care of Zhou Lin when he was growing up. Seeing how depressed he was, she stepped forward and asked, "What happened?"

Zhou Lin raised his eyes and looked into the distance, his brows furrowed like a knot that couldn't be untied, his face pale and ugly, "Aunt Wang, do you think I did something wrong?"

Wang Mei knew as soon as she heard that he was quarreling with Cheng Zhiwei, and she persuaded in a low voice: "The young lady is pregnant now, and her mood swings are big. Please be more patient and don't be angry."