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

Huo Xuan nodded, "It turns out to be Teacher Cheng."

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment to react, and her smile became brighter, "So you two know each other, this is really fate."

Cheng Zhiwei turned to look at Cheng Zhiyin and asked her what was going on.

Before Cheng Zhiyin spoke, Huo Xuan took the initiative to explain: "Not long ago, my little nephew almost ran onto the road, but Teacher Cheng pulled him back. Later, I wanted to thank Teacher Cheng, but he waited for me When I looked for them, they were all gone.”

Cheng Zhiwei immediately frowned and asked worriedly: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing? Are you injured?"

Cheng Zhiyin raised her arm helplessly, "Look at the small scratches, they are all healed."

Huo Xuan adjusted his glasses and laughed heartily, "Invitation is worse than meeting by chance. Teacher Cheng, I take this opportunity today to thank you."

Aunt Wang simply picked up her bag and said, "It'll be easier if you know each other. Let's talk slowly and I won't interfere with your young people's gathering. I'm going to pick up my grandson."

She said she would leave.

There was silence at the dining table.

Huo Xuan asked the waiter to order and asked Cheng Zhiyin about his taste. Cheng Zhiyin said anything was fine, so he asked Cheng Zhiwei again.

"She doesn't eat ginger." Zhou Lin said calmly, stroking the tea cup with his fingers, his expression casual, as if he said it casually.

Huo Xuan paused his fingers and asked doubtfully: "You guys?"

Cheng Zhiwei looked at Huo Xuan. The confusion in his eyes was not fake, but Zhou Lin's friends should all know who she was.

Another poser?

Cheng Zhiyin held Cheng Zhiwei's hand tightly and was about to speak, but Cheng Zhiwei had already taken the initiative: "Ex-husband."

Two words, concise and comprehensive.

Huo Xuan raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he obviously knew something, and his eyes flashed slightly: "So this is the woman in your family who forced you to get married."

Zhou Lin glanced at him coldly, raised the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

During the whole meal, Huo Xuan was the one talking. Cheng Zhiyin answered politely out of politeness, while Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin spoke again later.

Halfway through the meal, He Ye called, "Zhiwei, where are you?"

His voice was as gentle as ever, but Cheng Zhiwei immediately noticed something strange. She said calmly: "I'm eating with my sister outside. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just happened to see you when I passed by. Look outside." He Ye's cheerful voice came.

Cheng Zhiwei turned around and saw him waving to himself.

She curled her lips and laughed, hung up the phone, and said to the others at the table, "Sorry, I'm going out for a moment."

After that, he went out.

The faint smile on Zhou Lin's mouth slowly disappeared.

Huo Xuan asked: "That is?"

Cheng Zhiyin said sarcastically: "My sister's boyfriend."

"Ah?" Huo Xuan exclaimed, expressing his sympathy to Zhou Lin by the way, "Do you need me to introduce you to another girlfriend?"

Zhou Lin drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp and said angrily: "You don't even have a girlfriend yourself, so you worry about other people's affairs and you can't bear it until you're full?"

Huo Xuan shrugged and stopped talking.

Outside, Cheng Zhiwei stood in front of He Ye with a smile: "Why are you here?"

He Ye helped her gently fold her loose hair behind her ears, and gave her a shallow hug, "Suddenly I thought that Xingxing likes to eat cakes here, so I planned to buy them at your house. I happened to pass by here and saw it's your turn."

He paused, and his tone was a little jealous, "Why is he here?"

If he hadn't seen Zhou Lin, he wouldn't have disturbed Cheng Zhiwei.

But when he saw Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin sitting together, he couldn't help but feel jealous.

Just wanted to ask.

"Jealous?" Cheng Zhiwei laughed at him deliberately.

He Ye raised his eyebrows and chuckled gently, "Isn't jealousy a normal reaction for a boyfriend?"

At this time, Zhou Lin inside suddenly hung up the phone with an ugly face, said "Sorry" and strode away.

At the same time, Cheng Zhiwei's cell phone rang. Half a minute after she answered it, her face suddenly turned pale, and she turned around and ran out.

Before He Ye could react, Cheng Zhiwei was grabbed by the wrist by Zhou Lin who suddenly appeared.

Zhou Lin pulled her tightly while calling: "Bring the car over, right away."

He Ye clenched the paper bag in his hand, chased after him, and blocked Zhou Lin fiercely, "Mr. Zhou, what are you doing?"

His words fell to the ground, touching the tears on Cheng Zhiwei's face, and he was stunned for a moment, "Zhiwei?"

The car is parked on the side of the road.

Zhou Lin dragged Cheng Zhiwei into the back seat. He Ye tried to stop him, but Zhou Lin pushed him away and followed him into the back seat.

The car drove out very quickly.

Cheng Zhiyin and Huo Xuan had already come out. Looking at the car that had driven away, Cheng Zhiyin quickly asked, "What's wrong?"

He Ye pursed his lips and said in a cold voice, "I don't know."

Cheng Zhiyin sighed. She knew that Cheng Zhiwei must have been frightened by something, so he chose to follow Zhou Lin. She didn't want Cheng Zhiwei and He Ye to have a conflict because of a misunderstanding, so she took the initiative and said, "I'll give Zhiwei a call."

After a minute, she said: "Go to the police station."

He Ye said in astonishment: "Police station?"

……

As soon as Cheng Zhiwei got in the car, she couldn't help shaking. She hugged her shoulders and tried her best to control her emotions, but the more she controlled, the more she trembled.

She bit her lip tightly, her eyes moist.

Zhou Lin stretched out his hands, his eyes fluctuated wildly with emotions, and finally reached out to pull her into his arms, placing his chin on the top of her head and hugging her tightly.

"Don't be afraid, Zhiwei, I'm still here." He comforted her in a hoarse voice.

Cheng Zhiwei whimpered, his voice trembling violently, "If that's true...if it's true...then I..."

"Don't worry, I'm here." Zhou Lin hugged him tighter, "Trust me."

The next second, he was pushed away.

Cheng Zhiwei curled up by the door, closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Don't come near me."

Zhou Lin still maintained the posture of holding her. The suddenly empty embrace made his heart hurt suddenly, and he curled up his hands and took them back.

He suppressed the violent emotions and said in a low tone, "Okay, I won't come close to you, so don't get excited."

Cheng Zhiwei didn't say anything again.

When getting out of the car, Cheng Zhiwei's legs softened and she stumbled. Zhou Lin reached out to help her, but she was already holding the car steady, and then ran in quickly and stumbled.

I nearly fell down several times.

Zhou Lin couldn't stand it anymore, so he moved forward with his long legs, caught up with her in a few steps, picked her up directly, and entered the reception room.

"Mr. Zhou." The waiting policeman was stunned, his eyes fell on Cheng Zhiwei, and then looked at Zhou Lin, "Do you need any help?"

"Pour a cup of hot water in." Zhou Lin kicked a chair away with his feet and put Cheng Zhiwei down.

Hot water was brought in, and Zhou Lin drove the person out.

Cheng Zhi looked at him with red eyes, barely holding on to the table and clenching his fists: "Zhou Lin, what do you want to do?"

"Sit down and drink the water."

"Zhou Lin."

"Whenever you calm down, I'll let them in."