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

"You have been asking for a divorce. Which man do you want to go with, He Ye or Meng Qiancheng?" Zhou Lin's mouth curled up with a sharp and disdainful arc, and his voice was full of coldness, "If they knew that you took the initiative to climb into my bed. , will I still want you?"

Killing people and killing people is what Zhou Lin did this time.

Cheng Zhi bit his lip slightly, looking at that mean and stern face, his eyes were astringent and red. This matter was like being nailed to a pillar of shame and was going to be whipped at any time.

With her throat choked and her chest heaving violently, Cheng Zhiwei grabbed the table hard, her knuckles turning pale, and blurted out sarcastic and provocative words, "It sounds like you are innocent, Zhou Lin, weren't you also very involved and enjoying that night?" "

Instead of putting all the fault on her, I feel wronged and innocent.

Zhou Lin's gaze was like a sharp knife, cutting Cheng Zhiwei's flesh and blood inch by inch, "You mean, I will fall in love with you?" A very contemptuous sneer sounded, "We have known each other since we were young, and I have I didn’t like you, it was just that day, am I blind?”

Cheng Zhi slightly arched his eyebrows to hide the fatigue in his eyes, "Yeah, he's probably blind."

She turned around and was about to leave, "Zhou Lin, this is really boring."

"It's quite boring." Zhou Lin exuded dark anger, "I said, if you give her those legs, I will divorce you, otherwise you will have to suffer."

Cheng Zhiwei closed his eyes, turned around abruptly, his eyes as cold as frost, "Then just watch Bai Zhuzhu go to jail."

Tit for tat.

The air was dead.

Zhou Lin glanced at the cold pancakes, with arrogant contempt in his voice, "One song and one pancake hooked you. Cheng Zhiwei, can your feelings be any cheaper?"

Cheng Zhiwei's mood had calmed down, and he raised his eyes slightly, "At least, they still remember what I like."

"Meng Qiancheng." Reading this name, Zhou Lin's expression became more gloomy and cold, "Zhang Yuanheng should have told you that your throat has always been bad because you took the wrong medicine, and your attending doctor is Meng Qiancheng. , you know better than me what this means."

"Cheng Zhiwei, you are still a member of the Zhou family. If I find out that you have done anything to harm the Zhou family, you will be miserable."

Cheng Zhiwei pinched his palms and sneered in his heart, could Zhou Lin actually sow discord?

"Don't worry about it. I will ask this question myself. Also, I remember you said that you must have a begging attitude when asking for help. Zhou Lin, don't forget it." Cheng Zhiwei dropped these words and went straight upstairs. .

Zhou Lin stood there, so angry that his heart, liver, and lungs ached. She wanted him to beg her?

Does she fit too?

Just then, the phone rang.

Zhou Lin took several deep breaths to suppress the bad breath in his chest, and answered the phone: "Tell me."

Secretary Zhang's voice came from the mobile phone, "Miss Xu has returned to China."

"When did this happen?"

"The news I just got is that Miss Xu heard about Miss Bai and was so excited that she strongly requested to return to China. They can only arrange it. The plane will land in half an hour."

"Why is there news only now?"

"Miss Xu asked because she didn't want to disturb you."

Zhou Lin threw his phone on the sofa and looked upstairs with cold eyes. If Cheng Zhiwei, the scourge, agreed, Zhenzhen would not have to return to China. Her treatment was at a critical moment.

Now that she's back, Cheng Zhiwei can't even imagine lying at home comfortably.

As soon as Cheng Zhiwei arrived in the room, the door of the master bedroom was pushed open. Before she could react, she was dragged out by Zhou Lin.

"Why are you so crazy again?" Cheng Zhiwei struggled desperately.

Zhou Lin had no expression on his face and only held her wrist tightly. Even because of his hurry, Cheng Zhiwei's shoulder hit the door frame directly when she went out. She screamed in pain, her face turned pale, and Zhou Lin's footsteps stopped. After a moment, he continued to drag her down.

Stumbling to the garage, Cheng Zhiwei was stuffed into the car.

The car sped out of the gate and merged into traffic.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at the passing scenery and said nothing.

After getting off the car at the airport, Cheng Zhiwei was dragged to the VIP channel.

Through the glass, Cheng Zhiwei saw Secretary Zhang. Secretary Zhang was bending down and talking to the woman next to him. The woman was pushing a wheelchair. Sitting on the wheelchair was a woman with short hair and a black dress. …

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes wide.

Zhou Lin pinched her chin so hard that a red mark instantly appeared. His voice was right next to her ears, and a cold breath enveloped her, "Do you still know her, Cheng Zhiwei, huh?"

Of course Cheng Zhiwei recognized it, it was Xu Zhenzhen.

She returned home.

"Look at her legs, they were all caused by you. Originally, she could receive treatment abroad with peace of mind, but because of you, she had to come back. You hurt her once, and you want to hurt her a second time. Your heart Why is it so dark?"

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip and stared at the woman who was smiling and talking to Secretary Zhang. Her heart ached. If she could, she wouldn't want something like that to happen. In fact, she would rather never know such a person.

Zhou Lin's cold and disgusted voice, which could even be said to be vicious, continued, "Look at her, then look at you, where do you have the confidence to think that I don't like her and would fall in love with a black-hearted woman like you?" ?”

His face was violently thrown away, Zhou Lin adjusted his clothes and walked inside.

Cheng Zhiwei knew that she should turn around and leave immediately so that she would not see how gentle, tolerant and guilty Zhou Lin was towards Xu Zhenzhen, but at this moment her feet seemed to be nailed down and she could not move at all.

Like a masochist, he is willing to see what he wants to see.

Naturally, I saw Zhou Lin squatting down in front of Xu Zhenzhen. Xu Zhenzhen gently reached out and touched Zhou Lin's cheek with a smile on her face.

Zhou Lin knelt on one knee and hugged her.

What a loving scene, but for Cheng Zhiwei, this scene was purgatory.

I don't know how much time passed in a daze, but my distracted eyes slowly gathered together. Zhou Lin had already left with Xu Zhenzhen, and she was the only one in the huge place.

Like a joke.

Cheng Zhiwei tugged his lips, turned stiffly and left.

"Wei Wei." A hoarse voice suddenly appeared in front of her, and Meng Qiancheng's eyes were full of heartache.

Tears welled up in Cheng Zhiwei's dry eyes, and his vision blurred for a moment, "Brother Qiancheng."

Meng Qiancheng spread his arms and took her into his arms, hugged her tightly, rubbed her forehead with his chin, and said in a gentle voice, like the only warmth in the snowy night, "Wei Wei, cry."

Cheng Zhiwei burst into tears.

What she thought was letting go was just her pride. When she really saw the scene of Zhou Lin and Xu Zhenzhen together, the bloody heart in her chest was torn open again, and the pain made her whole body convulse and tremble.

Meng Qiancheng's eyes were also red. He patted Cheng Zhiwei's back with his palms and comforted her softly, "Weiwei, you still have me. I will always be with you until forever."

In the car that he had just left, Zhou Lin's cell phone rang. When he opened it, he saw a photo of Meng Qiancheng and Cheng Zhiwei hugging each other, and his eyebrows suddenly darkened.