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

"It doesn't matter, I was the one who caused you trouble in the first place."

Cheng Zhiwei smiled bitterly. If it weren't for He Mingzhu this time, He Ye could still develop in Chongqing as planned, but now, his studio is gone.

Being with her was the beginning of his misfortune.

So was the first studio, and so is it now.

Cheng Zhiwei leaned against the wall and closed his eyes.

"Zhiwei, I will come back as soon as possible." He Ye solemnly promised, "Just stay at home during this period, be good, don't go anywhere, wait for me."

"Senior." Cheng Zhiwei clenched his fingers tightly and kept his eyes closed. It seemed that only in this way could he be brave enough to say those words.

"Zhiwei, I've already contacted someone, and I can fly back to China tomorrow." He Ye was still comforting Cheng Zhiwei.

Sincere feelings make people feel distressed, but powerless.

"Senior, is Wen Yi the marriage partner arranged by the He family for you?" She made her tone sound cold and ruthless, blaming him.

He Ye never told Cheng Zhiwei about this, not because he wanted to hide it from her, but because he didn't agree at the beginning. Later, Wen Yi came over, not because of the He family's arrangement, but because of Wen Ya's face. .

He explained: "Wen Ya helped me, I can't refuse."

His explanation makes sense.

But Cheng Zhiwei sincerely wanted to find fault, so that was an excuse.

"But you can obviously tell me so that I can be mentally prepared."

"Zhiwei."

"Do you know what He Mingzhu said about me because of Wen Yi? Senior, how could you do this to me."

He Ye's voice was full of apology and he kept apologizing.

Cheng Zhiwei held the phone tightly and said word by word: "I think we may not be suitable."

The breathing on the phone suddenly became heavier, and He Ye whispered: "Zhiwei, wait until I come back tomorrow, okay?"

"What do you say? Can you still fight against He Mingzhu?" Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip and said sarcastically, "If you had that ability, you wouldn't be abroad now."

"Zhiwei." He Ye was full of pain, "I'm sorry."

"You've said you're sorry enough, but nothing has changed. He Ye, it's useless to just draw a picture." Cheng Zhi smiled. She laughed at He Ye's naivety and her own uselessness, "That's it. we broke up."

After saying what she should have said, she hung up the phone directly.

Leaning against the wall, tears still fell.

No matter what, Cheng Zhiwei felt sorry for He Ye. He helped her twice and lost his studio twice because of her.

It was precisely because of this that she chose to break up.

I just hope he can grow up again soon.

I don’t know how long it took, but the phone lit up in the darkness.

Cheng Zhiwei lowered his head and saw that it was Wen Yi's call.

She didn't answer.

Soon, a message from Wen Yi was sent, explaining that her visit to the studio had nothing to do with the marriage, and hoped that Cheng Zhiwei would not be angry because of this.

She has decided to leave the studio.

Cheng Zhiwei still didn’t reply.

She threw her phone aside and sat in the evening breeze for a long time.

Yucheng is such a sad place.

"Mom." Cheng Yang came out in pajamas and threw himself into Cheng Zhiwei's arms. His mood was a bit wrong, "Mom, are you unhappy?"

Cheng Zhiwei touched his hair, with a gentle smile on his face, "How could it be? Mom just wants to have some fun here."

Cheng Yang bit his lip. He was always lively and rarely showed such an expression, "Mom, is Zhou Ruoqi really my brother?"

Cheng Zhiwei paused, "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yang arched his head into Cheng Zhiwei's arms, very unhappy, "He doesn't like me."

Cheng Yang was very sad. He always felt that he was the eldest brother and should protect his younger siblings, and the younger siblings should also listen to him.

But Zhou Ruoqi is different.

He still doesn't call him brother, and even ignores him.

Cheng Yang doesn't like Zhou Ruoqi.

Cheng Zhiwei felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought of Zhou Ruoqi's rejection. She naturally wanted her three children to be in harmony, but she couldn't let Cheng Yang and the others give in to him all the time.

After thinking about it, she said: "If you don't like it, you don't have to be with him."

She hesitated and asked Cheng Yang: "If mother decides to take you and Xingxing to live somewhere else, would you be willing?"

"Is Zhou Ruoqi going?"

"If he is willing, I will take it, but if he is not willing, then I will not take it."

With so many things happening, Cheng Zhiwei has figured out that some relationships cannot be forced, such as the mother-son relationship with the Cheng family or Zhou Ruoqi.

Zhou Ruoqi still refused to forgive her, but Cheng Zhiwei couldn't stay here for him.

Forget it, let him follow Zhou Lin.

Cheng Yang hugged Cheng Zhiwei's arm and felt a little happy, "I will go wherever mommy goes."

"Well, go to sleep."

The next day, Cheng Zhiwei received the news that she was fired from He Ye's studio to no surprise. She packed her things and left directly.

Several people with good connections stopped her and asked her if she was being targeted. They were willing to leave with her.

Cheng Zhiwei reassured them: "The studio still belongs to He Ye. He should be back soon. As for my departure, it is for personal reasons. You can wait until he comes back before deciding."

She wouldn't be so selfish as to take them away, after all, they are all people who need work.

"Miss Cheng, when will He Ye come back?"

"I don't know." Cheng Zhiwei nodded lightly and said goodbye to them.

Cheng Zhiwei really never went out, including He Ye who rushed back and made several phone calls.

Cheng Zhiwei didn't answer or meet him.

She has already found a house, is slowly packing and sending her things there, and is waiting to leave here at the weekend.

She didn't hide it deliberately, so Zhou Lin found out quickly.

He came to the door, pinched Cheng Zhiwei's wrist until it hurt so much, and with a dark look on his face, he asked aggressively: "Do you want to leave here?"

Wang Mei went shopping for groceries and the children went to kindergarten. Cheng Zhiwei was the only one at home. At her feet was a box of things that had just been packed.

You can vaguely see Cheng Yang's remote control car.

She was really ready to leave.

"Let go, Zhou Lin." Cheng Zhiwei frowned and struggled dissatisfied, "We can have a good talk if we have anything to say."

"Talk? If you wanted to talk to me, you wouldn't pack your things and run away." Zhou Lin was so angry that he thought she had listened to his words, but she actually wanted to leave.

Can't she accept such a little setback?

Cheng Zhiwei was too lazy to argue, so he didn't let go, so he simply let him hold her, "Zhou Lin, this is my business."

A few words define the relationship between them.

Zhou Lin looked down at her, his voice softened, "It's not your fault, you don't have to leave."

This sentence stimulated Cheng Zhiwei.

"Don't you all think it's my fault?" She sneered, becoming emotional and her eyes red.