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

Cheng Zhiwei paused, turned off the hair dryer, and prepared to leave. He didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

Zhou Lin grabbed her wrist again, but when he met her cold eyes, he felt irritated in his heart, "They all know that there is something wrong with your throat, but I don't know?"

Cheng Zhiwei didn't understand what Zhou Lin meant. Those who knew were the ones who cared about her, but Zhou Lin had never cared about her. She didn't know it was normal. What was the point of saying this now.

The force on her wrist became stronger and stronger. Cheng Zhi bit her lip slightly and stepped hard on Zhou Lin's instep. However, her strength did not cause any harm to Zhou Lin. Instead, it made Zhou Lin angry. Pulling her to his chest, he lowered his head and stared at her with dark eyes.

Cheng Zhiwei saw the tooth mark on his chin at a glance. She had bitten it hard before, so there were still traces of it.

She considered doing it again.

It was so annoying to be pestered and beaten like this, but she couldn't speak.

Zhou Lin saw through her thoughts and pinched her chin with his other hand, forcing her to look at him.

"Cheng Zhiwei, you said last time that we should live our own lives, and I agreed, but that doesn't mean you can cuckold me openly, do you understand?" Zhou Lin's eyes fell on the bracelet on Cheng Zhiwei's wrist.

Before Cheng Zhiwei came up, Zhou Lin actually did some psychological construction for himself, and even thought that if Cheng Zhiwei and Meng Qiancheng were close, he could just let it go. Anyway, this was a good thing for him, and maybe they could still be together in the future. Let Cheng Zhiwei pay the price for what happened.

But when she thought about the gift he gave her, she didn't even look at it. Meng Qiancheng just gave her a bunch of cheap-looking bracelets, and she immediately put them on as if they were precious.

There was a feeling of discomfort deep in his heart that made him lose control.

I couldn't help but want to warn her to remember her current identity.

Cuckold?

Cheng Zhiwei clenched his palms. She and Meng Qiancheng were just brother and sister. How could they be cuckolds? Besides, he always carried a white bead around him, so what qualifications did he have to say such a thing.

But she couldn't move or speak at this moment, she could only stare.

Zhou Lin was so annoyed by her glare that he sneered, "What are you staring at? Does it make your eyes look big?"

Cheng Zhi was so angry that he felt dizzy. He knew that her throat was uncomfortable now, but he still said this because he thought that she could not speak, so he could let him bully her.

She couldn't speak, but she didn't have a mouth.

She held his chest with both hands and stepped hard, intending to bite his jaw hard and grind her teeth.

But as soon as her soft hands touched Zhou Lin's chest, Zhou Lin's body stiffened as if he had been stimulated, and he hid behind him. As a result, his heels hit the edge of the bed, and he fell back uncontrollably.

Cheng Zhiwei's wrist was still held by him, and he was caught off guard and fell down. Moreover, she was lying on top of him, with the tips of their noses touching their noses, in an ambiguous posture.

Both of them were stunned.

It was Cheng Zhiwei who reacted first and immediately turned over and sat up. He wanted to glare at Zhou Lin viciously, but wherever he looked, Zhou Lin's bath towel unraveled and he could see at a glance.

If I had to describe Cheng Zhiwei's feelings at this time, it would be that a wave of heat shot up from the soles of her feet to the sky, sweeping her, enveloping her, and trying to burn her up.

If I could describe it more simply in four words, it would be angry and ashamed.

Zhou Lin didn't expect that the towel would fall off, exposing himself so nakedly in front of Cheng Zhiwei, but he was more cautious after all, so he quickly pulled the towel over to cover the key parts again, and then sat up.

The gloomy look on his face didn't look good either.

Cheng Zhiwei took two steps and then stopped, turned around and kicked him, mouthed three words silently, and left quickly.

Zhou Lin "understood" and Cheng Zhiwei scolded him for being shameless.

He gritted his teeth, got up and changed his clothes.

At this time, the phone rang.

Secretary Zhang gave Zhou Lin a detailed report on what happened in He Ye's studio during the day.

Zhou Lin's brows jumped, "Come and pick me up."

Downstairs, Lin Yu was trying to convince Cheng Zhiwei to stay here tonight. Cheng Zhiwei naturally refused. Living here meant that she had to share a room with Zhou Lin. Thinking about the scene she just saw, she firmly chose to refuse. .

At this moment, Zhou Lin went downstairs and walked out. After two seconds, he turned back and appeared at the door of the living room. He frowned and asked Cheng Zhiwei impatiently, "Are you leaving?"

Cheng Zhiwei quickly stood up and followed him.

Lin Yu walked to the door, pulled Zhou Lin, and asked quietly with gossip in her voice: "Are you and Zhiwei okay? Why did she blush like that when she just came downstairs?"

Zhou Lin choked, turned around and shouted, "Dad."

Lin Yu turned around subconsciously, but there was no sign of Zhou Chenyuan at all. When she looked here again, Zhou Lin had already gotten into the car and left.

"This brat." Lin Yu cursed, but thinking of Cheng Zhiwei's blushing face, she felt happy again.

In the car, Cheng Zhiwei was still sitting by the door, keeping an absolute distance from Zhou Lin, and looking out the window. From time to time, she would rub the diamond necklace on her wrist. That look fell in Zhou Lin's eyes. Reluctant to leave.

But in fact, Cheng Zhiwei just didn't wear anything on his hands for a long time and was a little unaccustomed to it.

Zhou Lin sneered and remained indifferent.

After sending Cheng Zhiwei to Bright Heavenly City, the car drove straight away.

Zhou Lin had never regarded this place as his home, so Cheng Zhiwei didn't think anything of it, so he turned around and opened the door and went in.

After going upstairs, he took off the bracelet and put it in the box, then closed it and went to take a shower.

Half an hour later, Bai Zhuzhu sat on the sofa in Linhu Apartment with some joy, looked at Zhou Lin, but couldn't help but get closer, her voice was as soft as a cloud, "Brother Lin, are you going to stay here tonight? "

Zhou Lin called before and said he was coming over. She carefully put on makeup and changed into a nice dress, hoping to keep Zhou Lin.

She has been with Zhou Lin for almost two years, and no one would believe her if she told him. In fact, the relationship between her and Zhou Lin is very innocent.

She thought, but Zhou Lin pushed her away every time.

She knew the reason, so she was unwilling to give in.

Zhou Lin frowned and looked at her sternly, "Sit tight."

Bai Zhuzhu flattened her mouth and sat a little aside. She was very disappointed in her heart. She thought she was very beautiful, but she couldn't win Zhou Lin's heart.

"Cheng Zhiwei has a problem with his throat. Is it your fault?" Zhou Lin asked directly, with a scary look on his face.

Bai Zhuzhu's fingers were tightly twisted together. After the shock, she could not suppress the sadness and anger. She thought that Zhou Lin had something important to ask her, but she didn't expect that the person he asked was Cheng Zhiwei.

Her face was lowered, her expression obscured by her long hair.

Does he even start to care about the people he hates the most now?