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

"You..." Cheng Zhiwei didn't know what to say for a moment.

If Cheng Xing himself escaped from the bodyguard's sight, it would be Zhou Lin's fault.

It's just that Cheng Xing, a smart kid, could be deceived so easily.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Chenyan came in, and his eyes on Cheng Xing were full of surprise.

Seeing Cheng Xing's little face, the girl in the white dress in front of him seemed to come to life again, and he couldn't help but reach out to hug Cheng Xing.

"Mom." Cheng Xing hugged Cheng Zhiwei's arm and hid back in fear.

Zhou Chenyan was used to being cruel, but now he couldn't help but be a little more patient.

He didn't rush to hug Cheng Xing, but just told the nanny, "Give her some medicine."

The nanny rushed to get the ointment.

The door is closed.

Cheng Xing stood aside obediently, watching the nanny apply medicine to Cheng Zhiwei, with red eyes and a pout.

"Mom, huh." She blinked and sobbed.

Cheng Zhiwei was sweating profusely in pain, but he still bit his lip and forced a smile to comfort him: "Mom, it doesn't hurt, Xingxing is good."

After taking the medicine, the pain in my back eased a bit.

Cheng Zhiwei was about to ask carefully when the bodyguard came in and asked Cheng Zhiwei to take Cheng Xing to the living room.

This is a small two-story building with a lawn around it and dense woods outside. Cheng Zhiwei has been observing it carefully these days, guessing that Zhou Chenyan may live here most of the time.

It is his secret residence.

This undoubtedly made it more difficult for Zhou Lin to find someone.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Chenyan was pushed out by the bodyguards. The second floor was tidied up. Except for the nannies who took care of Cheng Zhiwei, they were all men, and they were all male bodyguards. This shows how much Zhou Chenyan valued his own safety.

Zhou Chenyan's eyes were always on Cheng Xing. Cheng Xing hid beside Cheng Zhiwei in fear and looked at him timidly.

Zhou Chenyan glanced at the bodyguard, who handed over a doll. An ugly smile appeared on Zhou Chenyan's face, "Xingxing, come to grandpa."

Cheng Xing held Cheng Zhiwei's hand tightly and refused to go over.

Zhou Chenyan changed several toys, but none of them could attract Cheng Xing's attention.

He was not a patient person, so he immediately asked the bodyguard to bring Cheng Xing over.

Cheng Zhiwei was pushed to the ground, and the wound on his back was in severe pain.

Cheng Xing probably knew she was in danger, so she started crying and yelling, waving her little arms and legs constantly, while the bodyguard restrained her expressionlessly.

There was a circle of bruises on the arm.

"Zhou Chenyan, she is only three years old. Do you want the bodyguard to crush her arm?" Cheng Zhiwei cried out in fear.

Cheng Xing's cries hit her heart hard and she was tortured.

Zhou Chenyan frowned, held Cheng Xing in his arms, and glanced coldly at the bodyguard, who immediately lowered his head in shock.

"Xingxing is good, grandpa just wants to hug you." Zhou Chenyan has never been so patient in his life.

Looking at the face that was the same as in his memory, he showed rare patience and said, "Be obedient, Xingxing. Grandpa will give you whatever you want."

That doting tone made Cheng Zhi slightly sick.

But she didn't dare to act rashly and could only watch nervously.

"I want my mother." Cheng Xing cried loudly, heartbreakingly, "I want my mother..."

She cried until her face turned red and she kept struggling.

Zhou Chenyan ignored her and took her away directly.

Cheng Zhiwei wanted to chase after him, but the bodyguard twisted his arms and forcefully sent him back to the room. The door was closed indifferently.

Her hands and feet became weak and she collapsed to the ground.

Her stars.

However, she and Cheng Xing were not separated for long before Zhou Chenyan's bodyguard took her to another room.

The pink princess room looks like it was temporarily prepared, but it has everything you need.

Cheng Xing lay on the small bed, groaning and feeling uncomfortable.

She has a fever.

Cheng Zhiwei was heartbroken and cried in pain, "Xingxing, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my mother has caused you trouble."

She didn't care anymore, turned around and stared at Zhou Chenyan hatefully, "Are you going to kill her?"

Zhou Chenyan ignored her and only asked the doctor, "Why did she suddenly have a fever?"

He is a suspicious man.

"That's because she was scared by you." Cheng Zhiwei couldn't restrain himself and shouted at Zhou Chenyan, with tears in his eyes, only regretting that he had not protected Cheng Xing.

She said painfully: "If you really care about her, you should know that it was very difficult for me to give birth to her. She has always been in poor health, and she will have a fever if she is not happy."

Zhou Chenyan's face was as sinking as water.

In fact, think about it, what can a three-year-old child do, not to mention that a fever cannot be controlled.

The doctor also said: "The child is indeed frightened and has a fever. If possible, it is better to try to keep her in a happy mood."

"Mom." Cheng Xing felt dizzy with fever and got into Cheng Zhiwei's arms, "I want to take a bath."

"What?" Cheng Zhiwei didn't hear clearly at first.

Cheng Xingqiang braced himself and said softly: "I need to take a bath, mom."

Zhou Chenyan was obviously unwilling.

The doctor who had examined Cheng Xing said from the side: "It's really more comfortable to take a bath. I'll give her an injection after taking a bath."

Zhou Chenyan then nodded in agreement.

He asked the nanny to give Cheng Xing a bath. Cheng Xing was in a daze, but when he heard this, he immediately started rolling around and disagreeing, crying and asking for Cheng Zhiwei.

The doctor quickly added: "Don't cry anymore, otherwise it will easily cause convulsions."

Zhou Chenyan could only compromise and let Cheng Zhiwei go too.

He was worried about Cheng Zhiwei and Cheng Xing staying together, fearing that Cheng Zhiwei would teach Cheng Xing something.

He also wanted to separate Cheng Zhiwei from Cheng Xing's life.

In fact, if Cheng Xing hadn't suddenly developed a fever, he would have taken Cheng Xing away by now.

But this child is too delicate.

In the bathroom, whenever the nanny touched Cheng Xing, Cheng Xing burst into tears. The nanny had no choice but to stand aside and watch.

Cheng Zhi's eyes were slightly red, and he gently bathed Cheng Xing, letting her soak in the hot water for a while.

"Mom, I'm hungry." Cheng Xing said aggrievedly, touching his belly.

"After taking a bath, mom will go find you something to eat." Cheng Zhiwei stroked her hair to comfort her.

"I'm really hungry." Cheng Xing smacked his lips and started to shed tears, "I want to eat cake."

"You can't eat cake if you have a fever, Xingxing."

"I'm going to eat."

Cheng Xing raised his little face, tears falling one after another, slapping the water with both hands, crying loudly.

Unreasonable and unreasonable like never before.

In the past, Cheng Zhiwei would have taught her a lesson, but now, even if she was in pain, she was willing to use all her strength to coax her.

Because she didn't know how to escape with Cheng Xing, and what would happen to Cheng Xing if she didn't escape.

She endured the sadness and pain and comforted her again and again: "Xingxing, be good, mommy will give you a bath first, okay?"

"No, no, no."

It was heartbreaking to see Cheng Xing cry. The nanny hesitated and said, "Miss Cheng, you give her a bath and I'll get her some food?"