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

Cheng Zhiwei sent a message to Zhou Lin and left with Ding Kun.

Zhou Lin asked her where she was going to eat, but she didn't reply.

When Zhou Lin caught up, he saw Cheng Zhiwei and a handsome boy sitting face to face.

The boy looked stupid and cute, with red eyes, like a little white rabbit who had been bullied.

But the look in Cheng Zhiwei's eyes was very hot and full of trust.

Zhou Lin went in with a cold face and said politely: "Do you mind having one more person?"

Cheng Zhiwei frowned, wondering why Zhou Lin was becoming more and more like a dog-skin plaster.

Ding Kun raised his head questioningly: "Who is this?"

Zhou Lin rudely pushed Cheng Zhiwei in, raised his eyes and glanced at Ding Kun, "Her child's father."

Ding Kun: "Huh?"

Cheng Zhiwei added, "Ex-husband."

Ding Kun: "Oh."

Zhou Lin leaned on the back of the chair and looked at Ding Kun with a half-smile, "You don't mind, do you?"

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Ding Kun said quickly and thoughtfully handed over the menu, "What would my ex-husband want to eat? I'll ask the waiter to add more dishes."

He looked sincere and polite.

Cheng Zhi smiled slightly, this was a good title.

Zhou Lin was originally stung by these words, but seeing Cheng Zhi smiling happily, he lazily didn't care.

In fact, he didn't eat much, he just served Cheng Zhiwei some food and listened to them talk.

After listening around, I realized that this was Cheng Zhiwei's agent.

Looking at the young face that was obviously immature and had not experienced much social beating, Zhou Lin frowned instantly. He had obviously made an agreement with someone.

Why did you send such a person to Cheng Zhiwei?

After dinner, Ding Kun transferred another 200,000 yuan to Cheng Zhiwei and said sheepishly: "Sister, I didn't know you had children to raise. I'll transfer another 200,000 yuan to you."

"Are you her agent?" Zhou Lin tapped his fingers on the table.

Ding Kun nodded.

"You are her agent, and you should be the one to arrange her future development. Why do I think you have turned the other way now?" Zhou Lin asked indifferently, but full of irony.

Ding Kun blushed suddenly, "I..."

He wanted to argue, but he couldn't because it was the truth.

"Zhou Lin, that's enough." Cheng Zhiwei interrupted Zhou Lin and defended Ding Kun, "He is still young, why are you so harsh?"

Zhou Lin: "..."

He felt like he needed a cigarette to calm down.

How virtuous and capable is this boy for her to defend him like this?

Ding Kun whispered: "Don't argue, I know I'm not good, but I will try my best."

He was a little afraid of his ex-husband, and his aura didn't look like that of an ordinary person.

There is always a feeling that if you say something wrong, you will definitely be taught a lesson by him.

No wonder his sister divorced him and raised the children alone. I wonder if he is a good person.

Ding Kun was a little worried about Cheng Zhiwei. In their line of work, the most taboo thing was emotional issues, and it was always easy to get caught.

Cheng Zhiwei comforted him, "I believe you."

Ding Kun smiled, especially brightly.

Zhou Lin snorted coldly, expressed his dissatisfaction, pulled Cheng Zhiwei up, and said in a bad tone: "We have to pick up the children, let's go first."

"Oh, okay." Ding Kun quickly stood up.

Cheng Zhiwei glared at Zhou Lin and said goodbye to Ding Kun, telling him not to worry about the contract and that they could do whatever they wanted.

After leaving the store, Zhou Lin asked what the contract was.

Cheng Zhiwei told her about He Ye's invitation to participate in the event. Zhou Lin's expression was dark and unclear, as if he wanted to say something. But in the end I endured it.

Back home, Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing were already home.

Besides Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing, there is another unexpected person.

"Mr. Wen?" Cheng Zhiwei looked at Wen Yongan in surprise.

Wen Yong'an was playing games with Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing. He was sweating profusely, but he didn't feel tired at all and even smiled happily.

Zhou Lin took her bag and put it away, and said casually: "Uncle Wen, come here to see the child. I have something to tell you by the way."

While talking, Wen Yongan had already walked over and looked at Cheng Zhiwei with complicated eyes.

"Sit down and talk." Zhou Lin took the two children into the room.

The living room fell silent.

Cheng Zhiwei made tea for Wen Yongan and asked, "Mr. Wen is here about Wen Yi?"

She thought Wen Yongan knew about He Ye coming to see her.

Wen Yongan shook his head and said in a rare soft tone, "Zhiwei, I'm here for you."

"Me?" Cheng Zhiwei was stunned.

Wen Yongan took out a document and handed it to Cheng Zhiwei. When Cheng Zhiwei opened it, he said, "This is a paternity test. This test proves that you are the daughter of my brother Wen Yongning."

Cheng Zhiwei has already seen the final blood relationship identification results.

Identified as kinship.

She clenched the folder in a daze, unable to react for a moment.

"kinship?"

Wen Yong'an said: "More than twenty years ago, when your mother was about to give birth to you, she went to Chongqing to express condolences because of the death of her teacher, and something happened there."

Cheng Zhiwei knew about this because Cheng Shang said it.

Yu Man jumped to his death in Yucheng.

She bit her lip, her eyes a little red.

Wen Yong'an said distressedly: "Xingxing looks very much like your mother. I thought of it when I saw the child. It's just because you don't look much like her, so I was just suspicious at first."

"Zhiwei, these years..."

"I know she was chased and jumped to her death in the hospital. Why?" Cheng Zhiwei asked with a trembling voice.

Why did she jump off a building more than 20 years ago?

Wen Yong'an fell silent, and then said after a while: "It was Zhou Chenyan who forced your mother to death back then. Your mother had saved him many years ago and was obsessed with him. Your mother went to Yucheng and was imprisoned by him."

Cheng Zhiwei closed his eyes, and it turned out to be Zhou Chenyan.

"He is dead." Zhou Lin's voice came. At the same time, he sat next to Cheng Zhiwei and held her shoulders comfortingly, "Meng Qiancheng shot him at the beach."

Cheng Zhiwei covered his face and shed tears.

Her poor mother, how desperate she must have been at that time.

"Zhiwei, don't be sad." Wen Yongan came closer and patted her shoulder carefully, "The Wen family is your home, and uncle will make up for the suffering you have suffered over the years."

"And Wen Ya and Wen Yi, they are your sisters. You see, we are a family."

"Zhiwei, would you like to go home?"

Wen Yongan's eyes were moist, and his tone was particularly gentle.

However, Cheng Zhiwei did not agree immediately.

She pulled a tissue to wipe away her tears, looked straight at Wen Yongan, her voice was trembling, but her tone was serious, "I only have one question."

Wen Yongan nodded quickly: "You say."

"When she was locked up, did you think of any way to save her?"

Such a simple question made all the expressions on Wen Yongan's face freeze.

His face was gray and ugly.

Silence is the best answer.

Cheng Zhiwei understood instantly, and his hands and feet were cold in an instant.