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

Zhou Lin threw the folder to Secretary Zhang and asked him to add the item he just said in front of Cheng Zhiwei.

"If you agree, sign it. I will take a look at it after I get the divorce certificate. But if you break the contract after getting the divorce certificate, I have a way to invalidate the divorce." Zhou Lin's jaw was extremely tight, and the expression on his face was The end is callous and ruthless.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at it and thought, this is probably his true face, so cold-blooded and ruthless.

She bit her lip to collect her thoughts, "I can agree, but I don't want to live here."

We are going to separate anyway, so let’s do it now.

Zhou Lin pushed the chair and stood up. When his eyes touched Cheng Zhiwei's pale and thin face, he felt a little soft-hearted, but when he thought that she was only interested in using the child to blackmail him into divorce, that soft-heartedness disappeared.

He only said coldly: "Even if my child, Zhou Lin, is not born yet, he must be raised with dignity. Also, I will not give you the divorce certificate until ten months later, so during these ten months, please Do your duty as Mrs. Zhou."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward with his long legs and left without mercy.

Secretary Zhang touched his nose and asked dutifully: "Young Madam, look..."

Cheng Zhiwei's fingernails were about to break when she pinched the edge of the table. She felt extremely resentful, but she no longer had any more chips to negotiate terms with Zhou Lin.

In fact, if she hadn't had an extra child in her belly, she wouldn't even have the leverage to divorce Zhou Lin.

Her whole body seemed to be weak, and she sat back slumped while holding on to the table.

"Young Madam?" Secretary Zhang called again.

"You can make a new one." Cheng Zhiwei compromised, staring at the egg, which was so sour, and his voice was hoarse.

Secretary Zhang nodded and left.

Cheng Zhiwei sat in a daze. After all, he couldn't hold it back anymore. Tears fell in large numbers. His cries could not be suppressed and dispersed in the air.

In the living room, Zhou Lin heard the thin cry, and his tense body wanted to stand up, but he paused and sat back down.

She even gave up her children for the sake of divorce, so why are she crying now?

Wang Mei glanced at the living room, but couldn't see Zhou Lin, so she took a bowl of soup, walked quickly to Cheng Zhiwei, patted her back and comforted her: "Young madam, please stop crying."

Cheng Zhiwei didn't want to cry, but she just felt aggrieved. It was obviously his fault, so why did he act so condescendingly.

Wang Mei sat on the chair next to her, bending slightly, "There are still ten months left, I can always find a way."

Cheng Zhiwei's crying stopped and became quieter, "Aunt Wang."

Wang Mei stroked her hair lovingly, and her voice could only be heard by Cheng Zhiwei: "I know that the young lady does not really not want this child. On the contrary, you love him very much, and you only want to use him because you have no choice. Ten The months are long, and we can always find a way.”

This was also the reason why she had secretly advised Zhou Lin to divorce in the morning. The top priority was divorce, and the child would have to stay in Cheng Zhiwei's belly for ten months.

And ten months is a long time.

Cheng Zhiwei's crying subsided, and her excitement gradually calmed down, "Thank you, Aunt Wang."

She was narrow-minded and didn't expect this.

Wang Mei whispered: "Don't give up easily."

Such encouragement was like a warm current flowing through Cheng Zhiwei's heart. She said hello with tears in her eyes. She reached for the spoon with trembling fingers. After trying several times, she held the spoon tightly and drank the soup brought by Wang Mei spoon by spoon.

She knew what to do.

After the divorce agreement was re-signed, Zhou Lin left.

At noon, Secretary Zhang specially sent the divorce certificate to Cheng Zhiwei. Cheng Zhiwei read it carefully, took a photo with his mobile phone, and then reluctantly returned it to Secretary Zhang.

It doesn't matter, she comforted herself, she would get this certificate sooner or later, and then she would take away the children and the divorce certificate.

After seeing the divorce certificate, Cheng Zhiwei's mood improved visibly.

"After the young lady got up from her nap, she was still learning how to arrange flowers on the computer." Secretary Zhang reported the latest news to Zhou Lin, "I had a small bowl of rice in the evening, and I also ate a little of each dish. , I was in a good mood all day long.”

Zhou Lin looked at the photo of Cheng Zhiwei on his mobile phone. It was secretly taken by a servant from the side. At this time, Cheng Zhiwei was sitting on a soft chair. There were pink roses and baby's breath on the table in front of him, as well as several Branch of sunflower and few daisies.

She was wearing a white sweater, and her long hair was pulled up casually into a bun, revealing a fair and slender neck, gentle and demure.

The four words "quiet years and good times" describe this picture.

Zhou Lin couldn't help but wonder, is this marriage really that difficult for her?

It doesn't matter, there are still ten months, he can always keep her.

……

Another half month passed in a flash.

In the past half month, Zhou Lin was on a business trip for a week. For the remaining week, Cheng Zhiwei would silently accept everything Zhou Lin arranged. However, the relationship between the two was indifferent, and there were few unnecessary words and exchanges.

Speaking of which, it is a rare harmony.

Wang Mei went out of her way to prepare delicious food for Cheng Zhiwei, but Cheng Zhiwei had severe morning sickness and didn't eat much.

But she took the initiative to eat, which is already considered very good.

During dinner that day, Cheng Zhiwei took the initiative to mention that she wanted to go back to her hometown to see her parents. She looked at Zhou Lin quietly, "I should have gone back to pay New Year greetings during the Spring Festival, but I was delayed because I was pregnant. Now my mother's birthday is coming soon. I I want to go back."

Zhou Lin put the peeled shrimp into her bowl, "Well, when do you want to leave?"

"Tomorrow." Cheng Zhiwei ate the shrimp.

"Ah."

Early the next morning, when Cheng Zhiwei went downstairs, the driver had already loaded everything into the car. Zhou Lin was worried about her safety and arranged two bodyguards for her. Wang Mei also went with her.

Zhou Lin sent her to the airport, straightened the hood of her down jacket, and warned her, "I'll come find you when I'm done in two days."

"No need." Cheng Zhiwei refused without thinking.

Although Zhou Lin was still gentle and considerate during this period, there was a grudge between the two after all. Cheng Zhiwei only accepted his kindness within a reasonable range to ease the relationship. Otherwise, she did not want to have much contact with him.

Zhou Lin's expression darkened, and his eyes looked a little cold when he looked at Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei realized that her rejection was too straightforward. She was afraid that Zhou Lin would be angry, so she paused and said in a gentle tone, "You are so busy, I'm afraid it will delay your work."

This explanation is equivalent to giving in.

She thought of Wang Mei's words and knew that she couldn't fall out with him. After all, if she wanted to take the child away in the future, she would have to let Zhou Lin relax his vigilance.

Zhou Lin's mood suddenly improved, and he didn't say much. He touched her hair and said, "Be safe and call me if you need anything."

"it is good."

After getting on the plane, Cheng Zhi slightly turned his head and looked at the scenery outside the window, and suddenly felt a sense of relief that he had broken out of the prison.

Finally I can have some peace and quiet.