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

Chapter 167 It’s not because of you, you don’t deserve it

Meng Qiancheng said solemnly, Cheng Zhiwei nodded and said: "I believe you, Brother Qiancheng."

Distracted by this, Meng Qiancheng stopped pestering Cheng Zhiwei and just found a reason to leave.

It feels a bit like running away.

Cheng Zhiwei saw it in his eyes, but he didn't believe it as firmly as he said.

Probably when Meng Qiancheng advised her to get more money from the Zhou family, she felt a little resentful.

At this moment, He Ye and Secretary Zhang had finished talking and came over.

Secretary Zhang said respectfully, "Madam, I'm leaving first" before leaving.

He Ye couldn't help but ask: "Is it really okay to accept Zhou Lin's cooperation?"

He didn't want Cheng Zhiwei to be manipulated by Zhou Lin in the future because of this incident. Accepting investment did not mean that he recognized Zhou Lin's character. Zhou Lin was still a scumbag in his eyes.

Cheng Zhiwei walked out side by side with him, "Zhou Lin doesn't like me. He invested in the studio because he didn't want others to talk about him behind his back. He also felt that the studio had a promising future. You have to remember that he is a businessman first."

No profit can not afford to be early.

He Ye was amused by Cheng Zhiwei's words, and felt a lot less burdened. "Okay, I listen to you. It seems that you are my lucky star. We negotiated two investments today, and the future of the studio is promising."

Cheng Zhiwei was also very happy and found a driver to take him home. In the end, he was sent back to Bright Sky City by the driver.

Cheng Zhiwei had some midnight snacks, then went back to the room to wash up, and then leaned on the bed to read.

Cheng Zhiwei was holding back her energy to start all over again, so she took those professional things very seriously.

After Zhou Lin came back, he went directly into the master bedroom, looked around, and found that all his things were gone. His face suddenly became gloomy, "Cheng Zhiwei, where did you take my things?"

Cheng Zhiwei was not wearing a hearing aid and was facing him from the left, so he did not hear his voice, so he did not raise his head.

In Zhou Lin's eyes, she did this on purpose.

Unable to bear this kind of neglect, he stepped forward and took the book out of Cheng Zhiwei's hand. His dark eyes were lowered, firmly glued to her fair and soft face under the light, "Cheng Zhiwei, you are really getting more and more courageous these days. It’s bigger.”

Cheng Zhiwei touched his ears. Zhou Lin's voice was very vague, but because he was close, he could still hear it clearly.

She resisted the urge to reach into the drawer for her hearing aid.

She raised her cold eyes to look at him. Did he arrange the two sisters and come back to cause trouble?

"I just safeguarded my own rights." Cheng Zhiwei answered matter-of-factly, "Of course, if you are really unhappy, I can also move out again and let them move in, but Zhou Lin, I will not be aggrieved."

Zhou Lin narrowed his eyes, sneered disdainfully, straightened up and threw the book on her, "Threaten me?"

Cheng Zhiwei took the book over and flipped through the pages to the position he saw, his eyebrows relaxed, "We are now in a cooperative relationship, so please respect each other."

Zhou Lin loosened his tie and did not continue to argue with her about the issue. He just asked: "Where did you throw my things?"

"next door."

"We are husband and wife now. Even if it's fake, we can't sleep in separate rooms. Do you understand?" Zhou Lin rolled his eyes at her, "I don't know how many pairs of eyes are watching in this family."

Cheng Zhiwei closed the book and rubbed his eyebrows, "I asked Aunt Wang to pay off the wages of the new ones and leave. The few who stayed can be considered old people."

Zhou Lin took off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt naturally, "Do you dare to believe them?"

Of course...it can't be believed.

Even if you are loyal now, you can't guarantee that one day you will become an informant.

So that means they have to sleep in the same room.

Cheng Zhiwei was not happy. Just when he was about to speak, he raised his head and saw a man's body bumping into his eyes.

Zhou Lin had already taken off his shirt. His chest was strong and strong, his muscles were well-proportioned, and his body was perfect without a trace of fat.

She immediately looked away, her cheeks heating up uncontrollably, and she hummed, "What are you doing taking off your clothes here?"

Even his fingers were on the belt, as if he was about to open the hidden buckle in the next second.

Her reaction seemed a little too innocent. Zhou Lin's fingers paused and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, but his tone was indifferent, "Of course I'm going to take a shower. Also, could you please go next door and take my bath?" Bring me your pajamas."

With that said, he entered the bathroom with his upper body naked, without giving her a chance to refuse.

Cheng Zhiwei angrily threw the book on the quilt, went to the next door and took Zhou Lin's pajamas back. After thinking about it, he took another quilt and spread it on the other side.

Zhou Lin came out of the shower and rolled his cold eyes on the newly brought quilt. Without saying anything, he lifted the quilt and got into bed.

The moist moisture hit her, and Cheng Zhiwei rolled up the quilt and rolled to the side.

After turning off the lights, Zhou Lin's voice sounded in the darkness, "Thank you."

Thanks to her for not insisting on divorce at this time, but for standing by his side despite the pressure.

When he spoke in such a calm mood, his voice was really gentle and pleasant.

Thinking back to the beginning, Cheng Zhiwei fell little by little into such a voice.

"It's not because of you, you don't deserve it." Cheng Zhiwei looked at the blurry ceiling and said back in one sentence. Now he knew how to say thank you. Yesterday when he defended Xu Zhenzhen and Bai Zhuzhu, he felt like he wanted to tear her alive.

Zhou Lin lost her composure and her face darkened. She no longer pretended to be gentle, and her mouth was really irritating.

No longer thinking about talking, the two of them lay on the same bed, each sleeping in his own place.

When Cheng Zhiwei got up early the next day, there was no one around, and even the quilt had been packed away.

After washing, she went to have breakfast, and after eating, she was ready to go to the studio.

As soon as he went out, the car was followed by two black cars.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror and said quickly: "Madam, sit still."

The car quickly slid into traffic.

Cheng Zhiwei's heart sank, she tightened her seat belt, took out her mobile phone and wanted to call Zhou Lin, but thinking of how many times she had tried to find him before, she couldn't find anyone, and her number had been blocked by him, so she just called Zhou Lin. Called Secretary Zhang.

At least Secretary Zhang will answer the phone anytime and anywhere.

As soon as the call was connected, Cheng Zhiwei quickly reported his location and direction, "A car is chasing me, and the person who comes is not malicious."

Thirty seconds later, Zhou Lin's voice came, "Cheng Zhiwei, ask the driver to drive towards the North-South Bridge immediately."

Cheng Zhiwei looked at the big car crossing the intersection in front of him and sighed calmly and helplessly, "It's too late."

The car was forced to stop.

Several men wearing masks and hats came over fiercely, grabbed the driver out, punched him unconscious, and threw him casually on the side of the road.

Then the rear door was opened, and Cheng Zhiwei was pulled out and roughly stuffed into another car.