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

Zhou Lin came out from the meeting. It was already two hours later. The rain stopped and the sun emerged from behind the clouds again.

Cheng Zhiwei's whole body was soaked, and his hair stuck to his face. He looked as embarrassed as he wanted.

Especially facing the group of glamorous people headed by Zhou Lin, she blinked and the water drops fell from her eyelashes.

Like tears.

Secretary Zhang saw her first and opened his mouth in shock, but did not immediately call out her identity. Instead, he whispered a few words in Zhou Lin's ear before he got in the car.

Zhou Lin paused for a moment and turned his head to look over.

As soon as he stopped, everyone around him also stopped. Naturally, they all saw Cheng Zhiwei's embarrassed look.

At this moment, Cheng Zhiwei suddenly felt something he had never felt before, that is, the identity between her and Zhou Lin was insurmountable.

Besides, there is still such an old incident in the middle.

The gap between the two could not be called a chasm.

An unprecedented feeling of powerlessness swept through every inch of her body. The sudden realization of reality made her take a step back involuntarily, turned around and prepared to leave.

"Sister Zhiwei?" Bai Zhuzhu said in surprise, "What's wrong with sister Zhiwei? Why are you wet like this?"

Cheng Zhiwei paused and did not look back.

"Sister Zhiwei..." Bai Zhuzhu ran a few steps to her side, "What's wrong with you? How did you end up in such a pitiful state."

Pitiful?

Cheng Zhiwei turned around coldly.

Secretary Zhang had already walked over and called softly: "Young Madam?"

Cheng Zhiwei looked as if he had been fished out of the water, with sadness and embarrassment all over his body.

Cheng Zhiwei's face turned pale and he stared at Secretary Zhang, "Am I shameful? Do you dare not call me loudly? Or do you think I, the young lady, have embarrassed you?"

Her anger came quickly, and Secretary Zhang could only say: "Young Madam, you misunderstood."

Bai Zhuzhu lightly lifted the hem of her skirt, and her exquisite makeup and beautiful clothes made Cheng Zhiwei look embarrassed.

But she wanted to add insult to injury.

Her provocative smile pierced Cheng Zhiwei's heart like a thorn, "Secretary Zhang, there are clothes I just bought in the trunk. Please help me bring them to sister Zhiwei."

She paused and showed off a little shyly, "It's Brother Lin's money that's spent anyway. Sister Zhiwei shouldn't mind."

Secretary Zhang was sweating. He didn't dare to answer Bai Zhuzhu's words. He only looked at Cheng Zhiwei, "Young Madam..."

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and was caught in the rain. Her husband watched coldly from a short distance away. The mistress was showing off openly and secretly in front of her, and even the secretary did not dare to call out her identity in front of outsiders.

What an irony.

Too much bullying.

Bai Zhuzhu wanted to say something else, but Cheng Zhiwei raised her head suddenly, and her cold eyes made her swallow back the words that came to her lips.

Cheng Zhiwei pulled her lips disdainfully and straightened her back. They took her repeated forbearance as being easy to bully, right?

She raised her feet and walked towards Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin refused to divorce, and he was unwilling to admit her identity. How could there be such a good thing that had the best of both worlds? No matter what, they were still a legal couple.

Secretary Zhang quickly followed, "Young Madam?"

Cheng Zhiwei walked straight to Zhou Lin, ignoring the many probing and mocking glances, and said firmly: "I have something to ask you."

Zhou Lin frowned and stared at her wet clothes and hair. His tone was cold and a bit sinister, "Do you like getting wet in the rain?"

No one likes getting wet in the rain, and even if some people do, they won't like this kind of heavy rain.

Zhou Lin said such awkward words on purpose.

Cheng Zhiwei raised his eyes slightly and looked at the front desk who kept looking at the door. He raised the corners of his mouth contemptuously and said, "They didn't let me in. They said there was a reception in the afternoon and I had to stay away."

It's not a complaint, just tell the truth.

Zhou Lin turned his head and looked at a certain boss next to him.

The man's face darkened and he asked the secretary next to him, "What kind of reception will you have this afternoon?"

The secretary flipped through the schedule and said, "There are no reception tasks in the afternoon."

Cheng Zhi curled his lips slightly, "Really? That means your company's threshold is high, and people like me are not worthy."

The man didn't take it to heart, "There must be some misunderstanding."

Zhou Lin straightened his sleeves and said slowly: "It seems that your company's cooperation still needs to be considered."

The man was stunned for a moment, then quickly said nice things to his smiling face and asked the secretary to investigate.

"Get in the car." Zhou Lin said coldly. He didn't have time to wait for the results of the investigation. "Secretary Zhang, take care of it."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Secretary Zhang lowered his head and waited for the car to leave.

Cheng Zhiwei got into the car from the other side. Bai Zhuzhu was a step too late and had to sit in the passenger seat.

The air conditioner is on in the car.

Cheng Zhiwei was caught in the rain, and when he was suddenly hit by the cold wind, he sneezed twice.

Zhou Lin pulled out the tissue in disgust and handed it to Cheng Zhiwei, then told the driver, "Turn off the air conditioner."

The driver quickly turned off the air conditioner, and Cheng Zhiwei felt much better.

Along the way, Cheng Zhiwei wanted to ask Zhou Lin, but Zhou Lin was very busy and answered the phone the whole time. It was not until he returned to the hotel that he finally stopped.

"Zhou Lin, I have something to ask you." Cheng Zhiwei stopped the person.

Zhou Lin said without emotion: "Go back and take a shower."

"Zhou Lin, I really have something to ask you." Cheng Zhiwei just wanted to ask clearly. She didn't want to have to find a chance to see Zhou Lin next time.

Zhou Lin frowned, "Go back and clean yourself up."

"Zhou Lin."

"Sister Zhiwei, please go back and take a shower. The cold won't go away." Bai Zhuzhu pretended to be concerned.

Cheng Zhiwei ignored him and only chased Zhou Lin, "Zhou Lin..."

Zhou Lin was very impatient, "I'm not free."

"I just want to ask, how can you let me go?"

"Cheng Zhiwei, are you making unreasonable troubles again?" Zhou Lin sneered, "Haven't you had enough of playing hard to get?"

He brought her back for the sake of the couple, but she actually went even further.

He strode onto the elevator, and Bai Zhuzhu quickly followed and closed the door.

Cheng Zhiwei was locked out.

She was stunned and then laughed angrily.

"Cheng Zhiwei?" He Ye's voice came.

Cheng Zhi froze slightly and could only turn around and said, "Senior He Ye."

He Ye held up the car and strode over. He looked at Cheng Zhiwei in surprise, "Where have you been? Why are you so wet?"

Cheng Zhiwei smiled helplessly, "You saw what happened online, right? I guess it was Zhou Lin who did it. I went to look for him and got caught in the rain."

He Ye: "I'm here just for this matter. I can't get through no matter how hard I call you."

Cheng Zhiwei took out his cell phone, only to find that it had automatically shut down when it ran out of power.

"You said the person who sent you back to your room that day was arranged by Xu Tian?" He Ye asked.

Cheng Zhiwei nodded, "Yes."

"But Xu Tian told me that she asked that person, and that person said he didn't see you that day and thought you had gone back to your room."