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

"Is it my fault that I was misunderstood and hurt by you?"

"Is it my fault that my identity was deliberately hidden when I was a child?"

"I just want to live a more stable life now. Is it my fault?"

All Cheng Zhiwei's emotions burst out at this moment. She was crying and her body was almost trembling. "Zhou Lin, what qualifications do you have to let me stay?"

She picked up her phone tremblingly and showed all the photos and screenshots she received when she was pregnant three years ago in front of Zhou Lin.

"Do you think you can accept you by hypnotizing my memory and making me forget the harm you caused me?"

Those photos and online screenshots all appeared in front of Zhou Lin after three years, tearing open the past that he had tried so hard to hide.

There were waves in his deep eyes.

The hand holding Cheng Zhiwei's wrist weakly let go, and finally fell to his side, his hand turning into a fist.

"Where did you get these?" he asked in a low voice.

When Cheng Zhiwei came back, she talked about hypnosis. She knew that her memory was hypnotized and she had completely forgotten the things Zhou Lin had done.

But at that time, Cheng Zhiwei did not go to Dr. Fang to relieve the hypnosis.

He knew it was because of the child that he wanted to turn over the past.

He also thought that if he pursued her again, he would always be able to change her mind.

But when I saw those photos, I realized how wrong I was.

She doesn't want to recover her memory, not because she has forgotten the past, but because there are things in her hand that remind her all the time.

"It doesn't matter where it comes from. What matters is that this is the truth." It was really difficult for Cheng Zhiwei to have any feelings for Zhou Lin anymore.

Even though he was the father of her child.

But that's all.

"Can you not leave?" Zhou Lin lowered his posture to the lowest level, almost begging.

He had the ability to keep her, but because he had feelings for her, he was restrained.

Cheng Zhiwei wiped her tears, looked away, and said coldly: "No."

The atmosphere was oppressively oppressive.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at the unfinished things and slowly calmed down, "Zhou Lin, stop pestering me and let me go, okay?"

She said let go.

Zhou Lin's clenched fist hit the wall behind her, his eyebrows were cold and sad.

Cheng Zhiwei closed his eyes, a wry smile appeared on his fair cheeks, "It's only a matter of time before you and He Mingzhu get married. Do you want our children to watch their father standing next to another woman every day?"

"I said, I will not agree to the marriage." Zhou Lin's brows were knotted.

He said it last time.

"But I don't want to be with you either." Cheng Zhiwei pushed him away and bent down to pack things.

She had made it clear enough.

The next second, Zhou Lin's arms picked her up and trapped her between his arms and the wall again.

He had a cold face, and his temper was visibly rising.

Endless.

Cheng Zhiwei looked ugly: "Zhou Lin, I've made it very clear, please stop pestering me, okay?"

She was angry and her tone was bad.

Zhou Lin simply pressed his body against her, pinched her chin and forced her to look up at him, angrily: "You don't want to be with me, but you still want to wait for He Ye?"

When he mentioned He Ye, his attitude was extremely contemptuous, "You want such a useless man?"

Cheng Zhiwei was immediately furious. Even if her relationship with He Ye ended in vain, it would not affect her immense gratitude to him.

What right does Zhou Lin have to look down on him?

"I just want to wait for him, what's wrong?" Cheng Zhiwei raised his chin sarcastically, "He is more legitimate than you."

The oppressive atmosphere instantly became tense.

Zhou Lin laughed angrily. He couldn't help pinching her chin with his hand, and sneered in her ear in a low voice, "He is more legitimate than me, but he can't even propose, and he has no freedom at all. You Do you expect him to still marry you?"

"I'm happy to." Cheng Zhiwei raised his eyebrows and snorted.

There were tears in her eyes, and her pale cheeks were colored with anger.

But it was because of another man.

Jealousy made Zhou Lin lose all reason.

He hurt her and felt sorry for her. No matter how he apologized, she never softened her heart. And the same He Ye, she actually forgave him easily and she still had to wait for him?

Zhou Lin couldn't bear it.

His eyes were as heavy as dead water, and his emotions were overwhelming.

He lowered his head, placed his thin lips next to her ear, and whispered ambiguously: "I thought he was someone who could treat you well, so I thought of letting him go."

There was even a time when he could only drink alcohol by himself to ease the heart-wrenching pain of losing her.

Kagano is nothing more than that.

"Cheng Zhiwei." Zhou Lin loosened his grip on her chin, rubbed the corners of her mouth with his fingers, and said in a gloomy tone, "Don't you already know what kind of person I am?"

Cheng Zhiwei's heart trembled slightly, and her rationality returned. He was right. She knew very well what kind of person he was.

She was crazy to use He Ye to stimulate him.

Extremely regretful.

The fingers on his chest slowly tightened, her lips pursed, and she suddenly softened her tone, "I apologize, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said those words."

"Apologise, you're right, it's my fault." Zhou Lin interrupted her coldly.

He shouldn't let go.

The bad premonition made Cheng Zhiwei's back feel cold.

She could only grit her teeth and continue: "Zhou Lin, please listen to my explanation. He Ye and I have broken up."

"Aren't you going to wait for him to come back?"

"I'm talking nonsense." Cheng Zhiwei answered quickly, fearing that if he was too late for a second, the man would go crazy.

Zhou Lin sneered contemptuously, "You just vowed that you don't care if he can marry you, and you are quite happy to do so."

"Zhou Lin, I told you, we have broken up."

"But I don't believe it."

Cheng Zhiwei was speechless.

She gave up on herself and asked impatiently: "Then what do you want?"

Zhou Lin lowered his head, and his thin lips close to her earlobe fell on her lips.

Cheng Zhiwei thought he was going to kiss her, and her expression stiffened.

Zhou Lin noticed it and smiled to himself. He straightened up slightly, loosened his grip on her, and then pulled her to the window.

Looking down from upstairs, you can clearly see the man standing by the flower bed downstairs.

That's He Ye.

"He has been downstairs for several days." Zhou Lin said, not very happy, "Is this what you said about breaking up?"

Cheng Zhiwei's eyes widened as she looked at the figure downstairs, her heart suddenly suppressed. Of course she knew that He Ye had been downstairs for several days.

To be more precise, he has been waiting downstairs since the day he came back.

It's just that in order to make him give up, Cheng Zhiwei didn't go downstairs, didn't answer his calls, didn't reply to his messages, and kept using unilateral cold violence.

She thought that He Ye couldn't wait any longer and would eventually leave.

"No need to close it." Cheng Zhiwei looked away and went to draw the curtains.

As soon as his hand moved, Zhou Lin held it down.