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

Zhou Lin's chest heaved, his eyes narrowed, and he was a little angry, "I feel so bad in your mind that I would attack a pregnant woman?"

"Otherwise, isn't this just a way for you to threaten me into obedience?" Cheng Zhiwei took the initiative to open the door and get in the car, "I will be obedient."

In fact, she has always been obedient, but when she was angry, sometimes she couldn't control her temper, so she would choke with Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin originally wanted to take her to Zhang Yuanheng for a checkup, but now she sat in the car obediently without him having to waste any words, but there was a trace of anger hidden in his heart.

When did he say what he wanted to do to Cheng Zhiyin?

He drove the car out with a cold face.

The results of Zhang Yuanheng's examination of Cheng Zhiwei were still the same. Insomnia caused by excessive stress. In this case, medication is only a supplement. The key is to regulate your emotions and maintain a good mood.

Zhou Lin heard the words "stressed" again, but his mood was subtly different from the last time he heard it.

In his eyes, what kind of pressure can Cheng Zhiwei have? For the first half of her life, she was the daughter of the Cheng family who grew up in the palm of her hand. Now she is the young lady of the Zhou family. She has no worries about food and clothing. What kind of pressure can she have?

But now, he clearly knows that the pressure comes from him.

Just knowing what she had done for him gave him a feeling of enlightenment, as if everything Cheng Zhiwei did was no longer a play to get and a trick on her part.

Zhou Lin clearly noticed the changes in his emotions and was silent for a long time.

"I will tell Wang Mei how to use these medicines, just take them back to her." Zhang Yuanheng handed the medicines over, Cheng Zhiwei reached out to take them, but Zhou Lin moved faster and took the medicines in his hand, his tone was not very good.

"Walk."

Cheng Zhiwei was too lazy to pay attention to him, turned around and left.

Soon, Guo Cuihua called and asked Cheng Zhiwei if she wanted to go back for dinner. She cooked a lot of dishes.

Cheng Zhiwei immediately agreed and asked Zhou Lin to drop her off on the side of the road.

Zhou Lin turned the car around and said in a cold tone, "Aren't you going to Mom's place for dinner?"

Cheng Zhiwei frowned subconsciously, "Are you going too?"

"I can't go?" Zhou Lin asked back. Cheng Zhiwei's cell phone volume was so loud that he could hear it. Guo Cuihua even invited Meng Qiancheng to dinner.

Cheng Zhiwei reacted so strongly that he didn't want him to go, was it because Meng Qiancheng was there?

Humph, he wanted to go.

Cheng Zhiwei was speechless. He looked ahead and asked coldly: "Zhou Lin, what do you want? I was slapped by Bai Zhuzhu yesterday. Don't you think it's enough? You have to remind me all the time today. , be obedient, otherwise my relatives and friends will be tortured by you again."

There was a loud braking sound, and Cheng Zhiwei's body was ejected by the inertia, then was pulled back by the seat belt, and fell heavily on the seat.

Zhou Lin's hand on the steering wheel was held with extra strength, with clear joints. "Cheng Zhiwei, do you have to misunderstand my good intentions?"

He just... had a little regret and wanted to make amends.

Does she have to think that he has an ulterior motive?

"Good intentions?" Cheng Zhiwei sneered, "I can't bear Mr. Zhou's kindness."

She said, going to open the car door.

But Zhou Lin locked the car door and had no intention of letting her get out of the car.

"Meng Qiancheng is not a good person." Zhou Lin repeated what he had said almost angrily, "I just let him walk around the police station and didn't let him go to jail."

Cheng Zhiwei took a deep breath and suppressed the depression in her heart. She couldn't quarrel. She couldn't afford to offend Zhou Lin.

For a moment, the only sound left in the car was the heavy breathing of the two people.

"Cheng Zhiwei, I know you don't believe me, but you should trust your voice." It was rare for Zhou Lin to reason with Cheng Zhiwei so calmly.

He was still mentioning this matter, but Cheng Zhiwei couldn't bear it anymore and clenched her fists, "Didn't you check? It's Bai Zhuzhu who poisoned my throat and prevented my throat from getting better. What does it have to do with Brother Qiancheng? Now , do you still want to exonerate Bai Zhuzhu?"

"Cheng Zhiwei, please be sensible." Zhou Lin felt very depressed. This feeling was really indescribable. In short, it made no sense and even felt like he had been punched on cotton.

Cheng Zhiwei firmly believed in Meng Qiancheng.

"I'm very sensible." Cheng Zhiwei sighed, seemingly exhausted, "Zhou Lin, if I want to kill or cut you up, I'll tell you the right words. There's no need to act like this."

From Xu Tian to Meng Qiancheng, and then to her mother, she was really scared.

Blue-gray smoke spread in the carriage. Zhou Lin lit a cigarette and looked ahead quietly, "Meng Qiancheng is abroad and is my second uncle's attending doctor. I don't trust him."

Cheng Zhiwei has only heard of the name of Zhou Lin's second uncle Zhou Chenyan, but has never met him in person. It is said that he has been receiving treatment abroad because of mental problems.

"He is just a doctor. Because he refuses to take responsibility for Bai Zhuzhu, you have to deal with him." Cheng Zhiwei said sarcastically, "Really, you can do whatever you want. I can't stop you, but you don't have to look for him." Such a high-sounding reason.”

Zhou Lin took a puff of smoke into his lungs and choked.

"Zhuzhu's current situation is unstable and she has to live outside for the time being." He explained, "But she will bear no less responsibilities."

"Why, are you still talking about suicide?" Cheng Zhiwei sneered, "Isn't he still alive?"

The tone was somewhat mean and malicious.

Zhou Lin frowned, "She didn't mean it."

"It has nothing to do with me." Cheng Zhiwei blocked it coldly.

Zhou Lin finished his cigarette, restarted the car and drove towards Cheng's house.

Guo Cuihua heard the doorbell and opened the door with a smile. The moment she saw Zhou Lin, she thought she was dazzled. She was stunned for a moment and then said quickly: "Alin is here too, come in."

Meng Qiancheng was helping to set the dishes and chopsticks. When he saw Zhou Lin, he stopped moving his hands and went to the kitchen to get another pair of dishes and chopsticks.

The smile on his face was a bit cold, like a dog-skin plaster.

Guo Cuihua pulled Cheng Zhiwei aside and asked softly: "What's the matter with you?"

Cheng Zhiwei rolled her eyes and told Zhou Lin that she knew she recited scriptures for him. After thinking about it, she added, "Maybe it's because of guilt."

Of course, Zhou Lin has no heart. Cheng Zhiwei doesn't believe that he can be so easy-hearted. Maybe there is a bigger conspiracy hidden behind him.

But there is no need to tell Guo Cuihua these things.

"So are you planning to reconcile?" Guo Cuihua asked. She still remembered Cheng Zhiwei's words that she still liked Zhou Lin and was unwilling to divorce.

Cheng Zhiwei shook his head, "No."

Four people sat at the dining table, the atmosphere was dull.

Meng Qiancheng gave Cheng Zhiwei a chicken drumstick and said warmly: "I think you don't look good. Eat more."

Cheng Zhiwei nodded and ate the chicken leg.

Zhou Lin's face turned ugly all of a sudden. He still remembered the chicken drumsticks he gave Cheng Zhiwei, but she just took one bite and vomited.

She also said she had no appetite. Look, she doesn't eat very well now.