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

The lights in the room were turned off, but the curtains were opened. From here, you could see the rising moon.

Even though it was a sunny day, the new moon was still not very bright.

Like her life where she couldn't see the way forward.

She took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat and sent a message to Xu Tian.

[Did the lawyer help me find it? 】

Xu Tian's message came back quickly: [I found a few, but I heard that they were helping you, Mrs. Zhou, prepare a divorce agreement, so I didn't dare to accept it. 】

Everyone felt that if there was a divorce, it should be Zhou Lin who proposed it. Without Zhou Lin's permission, who would dare to privately draft a divorce agreement for Cheng Zhiwei? After all, the most critical one is the division of property.

No one dares to divide Zhou Lin's property.

Cheng Zhiwei lowered his eyes: "Tell them, I don't have any conditions, just clean up and leave the house." 】

Xu Tian: [? ? ? 】

Xu Tian: [Do you want to cleanse yourself and leave the house? 】

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her phone and smiled bitterly: [As long as I can get a divorce. 】

She felt suffocated if this marriage lasted just one more day.

Xu Tian: [Understood, this is much easier to handle, I will find someone for you. 】

Early the next morning, Cheng Zhiwei was much better. She got up early and went downstairs to have breakfast. Lin Yu showed an amiable smile, pulled Cheng Zhiwei to care about her, and served her soup with her own hands.

Cheng Zhiwei took it and said, "Thank you, Mom."

When she first married Zhou Lin, Cheng Zhiwei was worried, fearing that Zhou Lin's parents would look down on her and dislike her. But in fact, after the marriage, the entire Zhou family except Zhou Lin, who was indifferent to her, both Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu, treated her very well. , it can even be said that she is her own daughter.

Lin Yu called her every now and then to care about her life. She also hated Zhou Lin's scandal and even taught Zhou Lin a lesson in front of Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei really liked Zhou Lin's parents.

It's a pity that she and Zhou Lin will divorce soon.

With sadness in his eyes, Cheng Zhiwei lowered his head to drink the soup.

Lin Yu said with a smile: "I'll have someone clean up the video room. If nothing happens later, will you watch a movie with me?"

Lin Yu was kind-hearted and was afraid that Cheng Zhiwei would have random thoughts.

"Okay." Cheng Zhiwei agreed.

After watching the movie, Lin Yu took her refurbished magazine and drank afternoon tea. Cheng Zhiwei cherished such days, put her mood in order, and stayed with Lin Yu.

During dinner, Zhou Lin came back. He was called back by Lin Yu's repeated orders, and his face was not very good.

Cheng Zhiwei wanted to divorce him, so naturally she didn't have a good attitude toward him.

After eating, Cheng Zhiwei went back to the master bedroom to rest.

In the past three years, Zhou Lin didn't come back often. Even when he came back, he slept in separate rooms. Therefore, when he opened the door and came in with an extremely ugly face, Cheng Zhiwei frowned subconsciously.

Zhou Lin saw it and his expression became even worse.

Cheng Zhiwei sat up holding the quilt, "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Lin was depressed in his heart, and his tone was not good, "Mom said we should sleep in the same room."

Cheng Zhiwei: "..."

Cheng Zhiwei felt disgusted by sharing the same bed three years late, "You should tell her clearly about our matters."

Zhou Lin paused in taking off his coat, "What do you mean?"

Cheng Zhiwei quietly clenched the quilt and said in a cold voice, "Didn't I tell you about the divorce?"

"I said, it's impossible." Zhou Lin rejected Cheng Zhiwei's words without hesitation, "I advise you to stop having those thoughts that you shouldn't have and don't cause trouble for me."

Cheng Zhiwei looked at him in disbelief, "You obviously don't like me, why don't you want a divorce?"

Also, what are the thoughts that shouldn’t be had? Isn’t divorce what he always wanted?

Zhou Lin had already taken out his pajamas and sneered, "Didn't you ask for this yourself? I am the only one who can ask for a divorce."

He entered the bathroom without looking back, and the hot water fell on Zhou Lin through the shower, crossing his ruthless brows and eyes, making him look cold.

From the beginning to the end, Zhou Lin didn't believe that Cheng Zhiwei really wanted a divorce. She deliberately recruited her mother here through domestic violence, just to force him to sleep with her now.

But so what, even if they were sharing the same bed, he would not touch her.

He took a shower and went out. There were already two quilts on the big bed he had just put on. Cheng Zhiwei was lying on one side. Although her eyes were closed, Zhou Lin knew that she was not asleep.

With a sneer, she deliberately seemed to draw a clear line, and Zhou Lin lay on the other side.

He just followed her wishes and saw how long she could endure it.

Turning off the lights, the room instantly became dark.

Cheng Zhiwei pinched the sheets tightly with her fingertips. Although there was a distance between the two of them, and even the quilts were covering them separately, his breathing seemed to be right next to her ears, clearly audible, and it made her upset and angry. I tossed and turned without feeling sleepy at all.

I'm so annoying.

Zhou Lin remained motionless in the darkness. Of course he knew Cheng Zhiwei's movements, and he taunted in his heart that this was deliberately arousing his idea, but he failed to fulfill her wish and just didn't speak.

The next second, the bedside lamp was suddenly turned on.

In the warm orange light, Cheng Zhiwei sat up, with disheveled hair and a bit of resentment, "I'm going to sleep in the guest room."

She even felt irritated by his breathing.

"Stop." Zhou Lin was still lying on the bed, his tone cold, "You go out now, do you want mom to cause trouble for me tomorrow?"

Lin Yu gave him an order to sleep in the master bedroom. Naturally, when he came, he didn't want to listen to Lin Yu's nagging.

Cheng Zhi bit his lip slightly and turned his head to look at the bed, "I'm not used to sleeping on the same bed as someone I'm not familiar with."

unfamiliar person?

A crease appeared between Zhou Lin's eyebrows. She said he was an unfamiliar person? Anger surfaced.

She must have gotten too involved in the hard-to-get trick.

"Then go and sleep on the sofa." Zhou Lin said unceremoniously.

Cheng Zhiwei stood there for a while. Just when Zhou Lin thought she would give in, Cheng Zhiwei had already rolled up the quilt and pillow and went to the sofa.

She actually chose to sleep on the sofa.

Everything was contrary to what Zhou Lin thought.

It was as if the punch was supposed to hit the sandbag, but instead hit the cotton next to it.

Zhou Lin couldn't hold his breath and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how.

Although the sofa is spacious, it is not as comfortable as the bed, and you cannot turn it over at will. Plus, Cheng Zhiwei feels very uncomfortable when she thinks that Zhou Lin sleeps on the big bed but she has to sleep on the sofa.

Moreover, Zhou Lin's annoying breathing sound did not change because she slept on the sofa.

Cheng Zhiwei's sleep was not peaceful.

Early the next morning, Cheng Zhiwei was woken up by Zhou Lin. He stood in front of the sofa impatiently, condescendingly, his eyes shone with a cold light, "Get up."

Cheng Zhiwei was woken up, her delicate brows furrowed, she touched her phone and took a look, and found that it was only five o'clock. She suddenly became angry, "Zhou Lin, you wake me up at this hour, you must be sick."

The drowsiness that finally came to her was disturbed, and besides, she was still considered a patient, so it was really hard for her to have a good temper.