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

For Xu Zhenzhen, destroying everything Cheng Zhiwei cared about was more important than gaining Zhou Lin's affection.

At that time, Cheng Zhiwei had loving parents and a harmonious family. She always received many love letters on her desk, as well as the confessions on the confession wall.

There were so many eyes around her.

This was something Xu Zhenzhen had never experienced before. She stood beside Cheng Zhiwei, was treated as Cheng Zhiwei's follower, was ordered to hand over love letters, and was even ridiculed behind her back for being Cheng Zhiwei's maid.

It's just that her birth was different, so she became Cheng Zhiwei's accessory and follower. She originally thought that the Cheng family was such a good family, but funding was just a way for them to gain fame.

Closing her eyes, Xu Zhenzhen looked at her reflection on the glass window.

She looked at it and suddenly reached out to touch her face, and then it fell on the edge of her eyes, and her whole face was almost touching the window.

She was horrified to find that there seemed to be a wrinkle there.

Stumbling into the room, she looked at the corners of her eyes in the mirror.

If you look closely, there are indeed wrinkles there.

wrinkle……

Xu Zhenzhen suddenly threw the mirror and sat blankly, her eyes red.

She threw herself on the bed and touched her phone. The light from the screen fell on her eyes, giving her a cold look.

She clicked on another WeChat account, clicked on Huang Ye's chat box, and sent a message.

【When to start? 】

Then he went to the living room irritably, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

The phone vibrated.

Huang Ye: [There is someone beside her, it’s hard to make a move, just wait. 】

Xu Zhenzhen sneered, chewing her cigarette and typing quickly: [You'd better be faster, otherwise I will regret it accidentally and you won't get the money. 】

After she sent the message, she threw the phone away, choked a puff of smoke into her throat, and coughed violently.

Coughing out tears, his eyes suddenly fell on the scar on his knee, and he suddenly picked up the pillow and slammed it on the sofa, with a hideous and ugly expression.

Why did Zhou Lin actually have real feelings for Cheng Zhiwei, while he was just playing with her casually.

Why.

Just when she was exhausted, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Xu Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the door barefoot and opened it.

She made an appointment with He Lanzhi tonight.

When I opened the door, I didn't see Helanzhi. Instead, there was an unexpected person standing outside the door.

"Alin..." Xu Zhenzhen wiped her tears with the back of her hand in a panic, with a bit of disbelief in her eyes.

How could he come here?

"Mom." Zhou Ruoqi threw herself into Xu Zhenzhen's arms and hugged her neck obediently, "Mom, Qiqi misses you so much."

Xu Zhenzhen hugged Zhou Ruoqi tightly, but her eyes were all on Zhou Lin, "Alin, why are you here?"

Zhou Lin frowned and scanned her from top to bottom, and finally settled on her face, with a cold voice: "You smoke?"

Xu Zhenzhen's eyes flashed with panic, "I'm sorry, Alin, I just...just..."

She couldn't explain it, and tears fell down instantly.

She hugged Zhou Ruoqi tightly.

Zhou Ruoqi raised her little hand to wipe Xu Zhenzhen's tears, her childish voice was protective, "Mom must have missed Qiqi, so she smoked."

He is so young and already knows how to find excuses for adults' mistakes.

Xu Zhenzhen said quickly: "Yes, I just miss Qiqi and Alin. I will never smoke again."

Zhou Ruoqi looked at Zhou Lin eagerly.

Zhou Lin's brows relaxed a little, and he was unusually lifeless, "Qiqi said he missed you, so I sent him here."

His tone was very light, but compared to his indifferent attitude for so long, his light tone could be called gentle.

Xu Zhenzhen had a long-lost dreamy feeling, and she subconsciously murmured: "Alin."

Zhou Lin reached out and touched Zhou Ruoqi's head, "Qiqi, I'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Zhou Ruoqi nodded obediently, "Okay, Dad."

Zhou Lin turned around and left, took two steps, then suddenly turned to look at Xu Zhenzhen, and said unhurriedly: "You still have to wear shoes at home, don't catch a cold."

After he finished speaking, he strode away.

Xu Zhenzhen didn't react and was stunned at the door with her child in her arms.

Was his last sentence a sign of concern?

"Mom, I want to sleep." Zhou Ruoqi lay on Xu Zhenzhen's shoulder, rubbing her eyes softly.

Xu Zhenzhen reacted and went in with Zhou Ruoqi in her arms.

Because of Zhou Lin's sudden words of concern, she was extra patient with Zhou Ruoqi and personally accompanied Zhou Ruoqi to wash up. When Zhou Ruoqi slept on the small bed, she whispered: "Qiqi."

Zhou Ruoqi blinked, "Mom."

Xu Zhenzhen controlled her emotions very well and asked softly: "Why did dad send you here suddenly?"

He had said that she was not allowed to get close to Zhou Ruoqi, so why did he suddenly send Zhou Ruoqi here, even in person.

Could it be that he and Cheng Zhiwei have reconciled and no longer want Zhou Ruoqi?

Thinking of this, Xu Zhenzhen's expression changed, and she suddenly grabbed Zhou Ruoqi's delicate arm.

Zhou Ruoqi's face suddenly turned pale in pain, and she cried softly, "Mom."

Xu Zhenzhen came closer to him, stared at his face closely, and asked in a serious tone: "Does your father not want you anymore?"

"No."

"Why are you so useless?" Xu Zhenzhen became irritable, let go of Zhou Ruoqi, and walked around the room panting heavily with a cold expression, "I told you, let you follow him, why are you running back? "

Zhou Ruoqi carefully sat up from the bed and clutched the quilt tightly, "Mom, I don't have one."

The sharp nails dug heavily into Zhou Ruoqi's forehead. The force made Zhou Ruoqi fall back on the bed, crying out in pain, "Mom, it hurts."

"You deserve it. Who told you to be useless?" Xu Zhenzhen gasped and looked at Zhou Ruoqi hatefully.

Even if he looks somewhat similar to Zhou Lin, it still doesn't mean he can't hold the man's heart.

Useless trash.

At this moment, the door to the room was suddenly pushed open, and He Lanzhi walked in. Seeing Zhou Ruoqi crying, her face immediately changed slightly.

He strode over and held Zhou Ruoqi in his arms, coaxing softly, "Qiqi doesn't cry, doesn't cry, what's wrong?"

The red mark on Zhou Ruoqi's forehead was particularly dazzling under the light.

"What's going on?" He Lanzhi looked at Xu Zhenzhen angrily.

Xu Zhenzhen sneered. She never hid her displeasure with Zhou Ruoqi in front of He Lanzhi.

"This useless thing was sent back by Zhou Lin."

Helanzhi frowned, "He is your son."

How could you scold him like this?

Xu Zhenzhen laughed like crazy, "My son? I don't have such a useless son."

Helanzhi was completely angry, "Do you just think of him as your tool to get close to Zhou Lin?"

"Otherwise, what value would he have?"

"Xu Zhenzhen, this is me too..." He Lanzhi suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence.

Zhou Ruoqi is also here, so those words cannot be said.