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

Cheng Zhiwei raised his hand and poured a glass of water on Zhou Lin's face.

Fortunately, the water was only warm, but it was enough to startle Secretary Zhang who just came in.

"Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Lin closed his eyes, and when he opened them, his eyes were dark.

"Pour another glass of water." Zhou Lin ordered, his voice freezing.

Secretary Zhang brought hot water in again and paper towels for Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin wiped his face slowly and tapped his chin, "I said, drink the hot water and then I'll let them in."

In Cheng Zhiwei's eyes, he was so indifferent that it was shocking.

Cheng Zhiwei's fingers were clenched until they turned white, hatred evident on his face, "Zhou Lin, what qualifications do you have to not let them in? That's my child."

The last two words came out, and the tense nerves broke.

Tears fell heavily.

She really couldn't imagine that she actually had a child, and that child's whereabouts were unknown, and she didn't know how much suffering she would suffer.

Zhou Lin choked up and his face was expressionless. Only the palms pressed on the table could give people a glimpse of how he suppressed his emotions.

"Is it useful for you to cry here? Drink the water, and we will discuss how to get the child back." He was calm and self-possessed.

Little did he know that Cheng Zhiwei's tears were all burning on him. He wanted to hug her, kiss her, and tell her that it didn't matter, that he would get that child back.

But he can't.

Cheng Zhi held up the water glass with trembling hands and drank it one mouthful at a time. The cup was placed on the table with a bang, and her red eyes looked at Zhou Lin with deep hatred.

"Are you satisfied?"

Zhou Lin told Secretary Zhang, "Let them come in."

The police came in quickly, and Zhou Lin had already sat next to Cheng Zhiwei.

"Ms. Cheng, Mr. Zhou, based on the results of our latest investigation, I have a few questions for Miss Cheng." The policeman paused and showed sympathy, "Don't Miss Cheng know that she is pregnant with triplets?"

Cheng Zhiwei's face turned pale and tears fell again.

She was in so much pain that her voice was shaking and she couldn't speak.

Zhou Lin said calmly: "Because we had a quarrel at that time, she only had one prenatal checkup. The result of the prenatal checkup at that time was twins. After that...she never had any checkups."

"That's it." The policeman handed the document to Zhou Lin, "According to our investigation results, their main targets are pregnant women who have not had prenatal check-ups, and Ms. Cheng is a triplet, so it is easy for them to hide a child. "

"Where is that child?" Cheng Zhiwei asked choked with sobs. She just wanted to know where he was now.

She wants to take him home.

"I haven't found it yet."

did not find……

These three words were so heavy that they pressed on Cheng Zhiwei's heart, making her unable to breathe.

"After the trafficker took the child away, the child was quickly resold. So far, we have not caught anyone." The police explained.

Because the entire obstetrics and gynecology department is not connected to any one institution or person, but to all of them as long as there is a need, those children may have been scattered all over the country.

The clues traced may not necessarily be from Cheng Zhiwei's side.

"Don't worry, we will get to the bottom of it as soon as possible."

Cheng Zhiwei slowly stood up with her arms supported, with only one thought in her mind: she had to find him.

Her face was very pale, and her eyes were dark and full of pain. Zhou Lin subconsciously grabbed her wrist and said, "Zhiwei, I will have someone look for him right away. I will definitely get him back."

Before he finished speaking, his hand had been violently thrown away.

Cheng Zhiwei's body swayed twice and then stood still. Tears were on the verge of falling, covered with desperate hatred, "What's the use of saying these words now."

Cheng Zhiwei thought she hated him enough, but only then did she realize that there is no upper limit to hatred.

Hate that goes deep into the bones.

"Zhiwei, calm down." Zhou Lin was at a loss and could only reach out to pull her.

"It's my child who's missing, how can I be calm?" Cheng Zhiwei swatted his hand away and stepped back, her calf hitting the chair with a tingling sound.

"I'll find it."

"For three years, I don't know who he has been with, whether he has enough to eat, whether he is clothed warmly, whether he has been beaten or abused, whether he is... still here... and all of this is because of you. selfishness."

Cheng Zhiwei couldn't control her emotions. She really hated him and hated him for doing something wrong and blindly covering it up.

But she hated herself even more. If she had gone for a prenatal check-up obediently, she would have been able to find out the existence of the child. If she had known that she was pregnant with triplets, she would have been prepared when she gave birth.

How could she not go for a prenatal check-up just to have trouble with Zhou Lin.

She is really not a qualified mother.

She felt sorry for him.

"Okay." Zhou Lin's eyes were also red, and self-blame bit at his nerves. He suddenly pulled Cheng Zhiwei into his arms, "It's my fault, I'm sorry for him."

Cheng Zhiwei struggled and kicked him hard, but what she got in exchange was a stronger hug and "I'm sorry" from him.

The tears fell on her skin, burning fiercely.

He cried.

Cheng Zhiwei's struggle weakened, her fingers tightened on Zhou Lin's clothes, and her hatred turned into a weak plea, "Get him back, please."

"Please, we must find him back."

Putting his big palm on the back of her head and hugging her tightly, Zhou Lin kissed her heart and said, "I will definitely get him back."

"Zhiwei." The door to the reception room was pushed open from the outside. He Ye's voice was stuck in his throat, and he didn't know what to say.

Cheng Zhiyin squeezed in from behind him and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lin had already taken the initiative to let go of his hands, took a step back slightly, and said in a hoarse yet firm voice, "Wait for my news."

He flicked his clothes and left. He just glanced at He Ye at the door and left.

Cheng Zhiwei's intense emotions calmed down. She held onto Cheng Zhiyin's arm and said in a low voice, "Sister, I want to go home."

"Okay, go home."

Cheng Zhiyin supported her and walked out.

He Ye had already reacted and pulled Cheng Zhiwei into his arms at the door, patting her back gently, "Zhiwei, what's wrong?"

Cheng Zhiwei's face was full of exhaustion, "Senior, can I explain it to you tomorrow?"

She doesn't want to say anything now.

He Ye looked lonely for a moment and nodded gently, "Okay, I'll take you home."

Cheng Zhiwei leaned on his arms and walked out.

Cheng Zhiyin followed behind.

Huo Xuan walked beside her, his low voice was soothing, "Teacher Cheng, if anything happens, please contact me, maybe I can help."

Cheng Zhiyin gave a perfunctory "hmm" and left in a hurry.

Huo Xuan knew that she didn't listen, so he shook his head with a wry smile and went to Zhou Lin's car.

Seeing Zhou Lin's heavy expression, he asked, "What happened? It's a matter of great suffering and deep hatred."