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

"Zhiwei, I'm here to invite you to my wedding." Meng Qiancheng sent the invitation politely and calmly, "You won't refuse, right?"

Of course Cheng Zhiwei would refuse. She didn't want to have anything to do with Meng Qiancheng.

But Meng Qiancheng's next sentence was: "You know I don't have any relatives, so I invited Uncle Cheng and Aunt Guo to attend this wedding, as well as my sister Zhiyin. I hope they can witness my happy moment."

An understatement of threat.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at him expressionlessly, his lips losing color.

"We will participate." Zhou Lin agreed on behalf of Cheng Zhiwei. He was no longer as anxious as he was in rushing over at first. He took Cheng Zhiwei's hand and silently declared his sovereignty.

Meng Qiancheng's eyes stayed on their hands for a moment, and then quickly moved away, still smiling warmly, "Then I will wait for you two in Yucheng."

After he left, Cheng Zhiwei's body became weak and Zhou Lin hugged her into his arms.

He kissed her forehead, "It's okay, we'll just go."

"But it must be a trap." Cheng Zhiwei was very confused. Meng Qiancheng came to deliver the invitation in person, just because he was sure that she would definitely go.

Zhou Lin pressed his eyebrows and narrowed his deep eyes, "I know."

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip, Meng Qiancheng's threatening words weighed heavily on her heart.

The wedding was just three days later, so Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin returned to Chongqing directly after making arrangements for their children.

They went to the Zhou family's old house.

Lin Yu lives alone in an old house, reclusive, wearing a black dress, her hair tied with a white hairband, and her aura is particularly dull.

"Zhiwei." Lin Yu hugged her and said in an extraordinarily gentle tone, "You're back."

"Thank you auntie."

Cheng Zhiwei still felt a little guilty towards Lin Yu. She was facing those things alone in Chongqing City, while she was far away in Haicheng and didn't even send greetings.

"The rooms are all ready. Do you want to live in one room or separately?" She asked faintly.

She wished they could live in the same room, but she was unwilling to force Cheng Zhiwei.

"Let's live together." Zhou Lin said first, glancing at Cheng Zhiwei who was obviously looking bad out of the corner of his eye, and then said, "After all, although we are divorced, we are still suitable bed partners."

"Bedmate?" Lin Yu called out in disbelief.

Cheng Zhiwei's face turned red with embarrassment, "He's talking nonsense."

Lin Yu burst into laughter. This time they came back, she always felt that the relationship between the two was better.

Although Cheng Zhiwei always ignored Zhou Lin.

"It's better to separate. I've asked the housekeeper to clean up the room." Lin Yuke couldn't bear to make Cheng Zhiwei uncomfortable, so she could only wrong her son.

"Thank you, auntie." Cheng Zhi breathed a sigh of relief. She was really tired of seeing Zhou Lin these days.

Zhou Lin glanced at Lin Yu aggrievedly, but didn't say anything.

Early the next morning, Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin went to the wedding venue.

Now Meng Qiancheng is the master of the Zhou Group. Although the Zhou Group was almost discouraged by Zhou Chenyan, the foundation is there and it is now gradually stabilizing.

And this wedding was particularly grand.

Many celebrities were invited.

Everyone can see that Meng Qiancheng wants to use this wedding to open a way for himself in Yucheng.

On such an occasion, Zhou Lin's appearance was particularly eye-catching.

He was quite calm, and his expression did not change even when he faced all kinds of looks. When someone said hello, he responded calmly.

Cheng Zhiwei turned and saw Cheng Shang, his wife and Cheng Zhiyin, who were placed at the first table.

There were even a few bodyguards standing not far behind them, not to protect them, but to monitor them.

Cheng Zhiwei walked over and said, "Mom, sister."

She said hello, but ignored Cheng Shang.

Guo Cuihua was happy at first when he saw her, and then he was surprised and asked anxiously: "Why are you here? Do you know..."

The rest of his words turned into sighs when he saw Zhou Lin.

She has figured it out.

Cheng Zhiyin held Cheng Zhiwei's hand and said angrily: "Did Meng Qiancheng threaten you with us?"

Cheng Zhiwei patted her hand and told her not to worry, "It's okay."

Cheng Zhiyin gritted his teeth, how could it be okay?

You must know that both Guo Cuihua and Cheng Shang have returned to their hometowns, but Meng Qiancheng asked people to pick them up, claiming that they were getting married, hoping to get their blessings.

After all, it is said that Meng Qiancheng was adopted and supported by the Cheng family before he could achieve what he is today.

He achieved a good reputation.

But only the person involved knows how black-hearted he is.

"You shouldn't have come." Cheng Zhiyin scolded in a low voice, "He didn't dare do anything to us."

Cheng Zhi slightly lowered his eyes, not pointing out her innocence.

After about half an hour, the soft music changed to a wedding march.

After the master of ceremonies finished speaking, the bride was invited to enter.

A few seconds later, the originally quiet crowd suddenly burst out into exclamations, and everyone's eyes suddenly fell on Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei also saw it, her face turned pale, full of disbelief, and felt...

nausea!

Cheng Zhiyin couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Meng Qiancheng must be sick."

Cheng Zhiwei stared at the bride closely.

The bride wore a beautiful white wedding dress, held flowers in her hands, and walked onto the red carpet with the support of two bridesmaids.

But that face is very similar to Cheng Zhiwei.

The reason why there is still a little bit of dissimilarity is because her face looks a little stiff and unnatural.

"Zhiwei." Guo Cuihua called out worriedly in a low voice, full of heartache.

Cheng Zhi pursed her lips slightly and her fingers were already held by Zhou Lin. She looked up at him blankly, her eyes filled with anger.

The kind of anger that comes from being humiliated.

If Meng Qiancheng finds such a woman to marry, in the eyes of outsiders, he is no different from Cheng Zhiwei.

"Don't look, don't dirty your eyes." Zhou Lin comforted her, the volume was so loud that everyone in the circle heard it.

Cheng Zhi slightly lowered his eyes, suppressed all his emotions, and nodded, "I know."

Isn't she just a woman who looks like herself?

Haha, fake.

Meng Qiancheng took the woman with a smile and quickly completed the process.

During the toast, Cheng Zhiwei realized who this woman who looked very similar to herself was.

It's He Mingzhu.

Although her appearance has changed, her voice has not.

"Cheng Zhiwei, long time no see." He Mingzhu raised the wine glass, feeling quite proud, "Do you like me like this?"

"Miss He has no shame." Cheng Zhiwei sneered unceremoniously.

In fact, Cheng Zhiwei didn't care if He Mingzhu was shameless, but how could she use the same face as her own.

It was simply an insult to her.

"Cheng Zhiwei, are you angry?" He Mingzhu asked knowingly and touched her face.

"I feel sick."