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

Chapter 285 Don’t bother Miss Cheng

For Cheng Zhiwei, feelings are the most important thing.

She didn't dare to respond easily to He Ye, even though He Ye was a gentle and kind person.

Because responding means endless trouble.

When Cheng Zhiwei returned home, Guo Cuihua immediately asked her how she was doing?

Coming back so late, it seems the result is not bad.

But Cheng Zhiwei's attitude made her heart skip a beat, "What's wrong?"

"He doesn't want me to take care of the kids."

"But I said, I will take care of the child, why don't they keep their word?" Guo Cuihua said helplessly. She still wanted Cheng Zhiwei to have a stable home.

"I will not give up Yangyang and Xingxing for marriage." Cheng Zhiwei made it clear that she had given birth to the two children in ten months of pregnancy. How could she just say she didn't want them?

It would be better to just give it to Zhou Lin in the first place.

"Then you won't find the right person."

No man is willing to help others raise their children.

Cheng Zhiwei thought of He Yelai, but as soon as he thought about it, he quickly shook his head.

No, she couldn't have such thoughts.

After staying at home for a few days, He Ye asked Cheng Zhiwei to go to his newly established studio. It was not as good as the previous one, but it was still a place to stay.

Keep everything simple.

But it is a reassuring presence.

Everyone was enthusiastic and actively involved in the construction of the studio. Cheng Zhiwei followed He Ye and took the initiative to share some chores.

After cleaning up, she went to eat again. When she came out after eating, it was already dark. Cheng Zhiwei said goodbye to them in the parking lot. She drove here by herself, so she was going to go home directly.

He Ye stood next to her, "Want to see me off on the way?"

Cheng Zhiwei knew that he wanted Yu Wenwen to go home from get off work early, so he agreed.

He Ye went to the passenger seat.

Cheng Zhiwei had just turned around and was about to get in the car when a shout suddenly came from not far away: "Be careful."

Before Cheng Zhiwei could react, his whole body had been violently pulled around and pushed behind him.

Then there was a muffled sound.

Cheng Zhiwei raised her head, and when she saw Zhou Lin's pale face, her heart suddenly lifted, "What's wrong?"

Her eyes fell on his arm, and bright red blood flowed from between his fingers.

He hurt his arm.

The man who was kicked out picked up the knife from the ground and rushed towards Cheng Zhiwei with a stern expression, "You two should die."

As soon as he moved, He Ye, who had already got out of the car, pinned him to the ground. During the struggle, He Ye accidentally made a cut on the back of his hand.

"Senior, your hand is injured." Cheng Zhiwei's attention was all on He Ye.

Even want to go.

Zhou Lin's eyes trembled, and he grabbed her wrist, his voice low and hoarse, "Don't go there, it's dangerous."

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly broke free, his eyes almost sternly condemning, "He's injured."

"Zhiwei, don't come here." He Ye said quickly. There happened to be two people from the studio who were still there, helping to hold down the assailant.

He Ye then let go and kicked aside the knife in the man's hand. He took his cell phone and called the police.

After everything was taken care of, he came over.

Cheng Zhiwei struggled hard to open Zhou Lin's big palm, and his worried eyes fell on the back of He Ye's hand, "It's bleeding, let's go to the hospital."

He Ye smiled and shook his head, "It's not a big problem, just wait for the police to come, but Mr. Zhou..."

He looked at Zhou Lin's hanging arm. Blood was falling drop by drop from his fingertips to the ground, splashing with small blood splashes.

"Mr. Zhou's injury is serious. Send him to the hospital." He Ye patted Cheng Zhiwei on the shoulder and said in a relaxed tone, "I will pick you up after I finish handling the matters here."

Cheng Zhiwei nodded and then walked to Zhou Lin, "I'll take you to the hospital."

"I won't bother you." Zhou Lin looked at her coldly, turned around and strode out.

He doesn't need He Ye's charity and mercy.

Cheng Zhiwei was stunned for a moment, frowned and chased after Zhou Lin, holding Zhou Lin in a strong tone. He was not as gentle as when facing He Ye at all, but more impatient.

"You are injured, I will take you to the hospital."

Zhou Lin's already desolate heart was like a piece of rotten wood hanging in the air, trembling and ready to fall apart at any time.

"You don't need to worry about it." Zhou Lin left the four words coldly and opened the car door.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the blood flowed even more happily.

His face became visibly pale.

Cheng Zhiwei pressed in front of the car door, wanting to be pissed off by him, "You're still driving in this situation, are you risking your life?"

"Do you care whether I die or not?" Zhou Lin's eyes were red and his thin lips pursed with anger. He blocked the knife for her, but He Ye only received a cut on the back of his hand.

But she looked like it was He Ye who shielded him from the knife.

It's not him, Zhou Lin.

Cheng Zhiwei squeezed the door handle. He had just saved her and was injured. She didn't want to quarrel with him, so she just said calmly: "Let's go to the hospital first. As for anything else, we'll talk about it later."

She thought she had made enough concessions.

After all, if he hadn't been hurt for her, she would have ignored him.

"Don't bother Miss Cheng." He spat out the cold words, grabbed her wrist and pushed her away, got in the car, started the car and left.

By the time Cheng Zhiwei stood firm, Zhou Lin's car had disappeared.

baffling.

Cheng Zhiwei thought about it and felt that he couldn't ignore it, so he called Secretary Zhang and asked him to send someone to find Zhou Lin.

Secretary Zhang received Cheng Zhiwei's call and said in a respectful tone: "Didn't Mr. Zhou go find you?"

"Find me?"

"It's like this. Mr. Zhou asked me to investigate Huang Ye. I found that he has been wandering near your house for several days and following you. Especially before, I found out that he had a knife on him. Mr. Zhou was anxious, fearing that you were in danger. Just one person. Someone drove to find you."

At this time, Secretary Zhang and Zhou Lin's bodyguards had just arrived nearby.

Cheng Zhiwei clenched the phone tightly, her heart trembling, but she quickly regained her senses and said calmly: "He injured his arm and drove away. I didn't stop him."

Secretary Zhang understood what had happened and did not dare to say anything more. He hurriedly ordered people to find Zhou Lin.

Cheng Zhiwei turned off her phone and walked back.

He Ye wrapped the tie around the back of his hand. The skin was only broken, but the bleeding had stopped.

Cheng Zhiwei felt relieved and lowered his head to look at Huang Ye on the ground.

"Huang Ye, why did you come to kill me?" she asked.

Huang Ye's eyes widened and he rolled around: "Cheng Zhiwei, if you don't slander others, when will I kill you? I just see that your back looks like someone who owes me money. I want to threaten her to pay back the money." That’s all.”

The reasons are quite good.

But Cheng Zhiwei knew that he was related to Xu Zhenzhen, so she could guess that he was here for her.

"Xu Zhenzhen asked you to come. You don't have to admit it, but you just hurt Zhou Lin. I don't think he will let you go."

Cheng Zhiwei mentioned the name of the person who just walked away lightly, squatted down and looked at Huang Ye, and said in a very soft voice: "You said, if Zhou Lin found out that you were responsible for what happened six years ago, you would not die in his hands. Do you want to peel off your skin?"