The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 100 It’s Your Own Fault

Chapter 100: Chapter 100 It’s Your Own Fault

"Do you think having Madam Zhou as your backer means you are safe and sound? But look, my sister is still hidden in the He family right under Madam Zhou’s watchful eye. Brother Lin goes to see her every day." Bai Zhuzhu looked at her freshly done nails, her expression full of smugness, "My sister said, at first you and Zhou Lin slept together which left her handicapped, she may not want your legs, but she wants your reputation in ruins."

"Brother Lin feels so sorry for my sister; naturally, he will agree to her requests." Bai Zhuzhu smacked her lips, walked over to Cheng Zhiwei, and sized her up, "Cheng Zhiwei, you say Brother Lin doesn’t even like you, why are you shamelessly clinging onto him? Remember, the things that happened today are your own fault."

"Bai Zhuzhu, I don’t believe it." Cheng Zhiwei narrowed her eyes, scrutinizing Bai Zhuzhu’s expression. Zhou Lin may be a bastard and hate her, but he wouldn’t stoop so low. Even though Zhou Lin had been silent in the private room, it didn’t mean he would do as He Lanzhi said.

Cheng Zhiwei forced herself to remain calm, "If you dare to touch me, the Zhou Family won’t let you off."

Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu were her greatest support.

Bai Zhuzhu giggled, "Wait until the whole country has seen your video, then ask them if they still want you as their daughter-in-law."

After so much talk, Bai Zhuzhu didn’t want to waste any more time. She waved her hand for two men to come over and hold Cheng Zhiwei down, then took out a syringe. The cold needle pierced into Cheng Zhiwei’s skin, while her struggles and curses were smothered by a towel.

"Cheng Zhiwei, you don’t believe me? Let me let you listen to some evidence." Bai Zhuzhu took out her phone, dialed Seo Zhenzhen’s number in front of Cheng Zhiwei, and switched on the speakerphone.

A few seconds later, the call was answered.

The voice of Seo Zhenzhen came through the phone, "Zhuzhu."

Bai Zhuzhu asked coyly, "Sister, has Brother Lin arrived yet?"

Seo Zhenzhen’s gentle laughter came through, "He just arrived."

Zhou Lin’s somewhat distant voice came from the phone, "Is it Zhuzhu’s call?"

Seo Zhenzhen hummed in response.

Bai Zhuzhu said, "You are going to the hospital today, right? Is Young Master He also going?"

"Lanzhi is busy, Ah Lin accompanying me is enough. You take care of the matter well."

"Got it." Bai Zhuzhu hung up the phone, raised it in front of Cheng Zhiwei with a triumphant laugh, "Cheng Zhiwei, what use is it for Zhou Lin’s parents to be good to you? Brother Lin likes my sister, and he is going to marry my sister. You are just a pitiful creature."

Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t move, her eyes fixated on Bai Zhuzhu, reddening with rage. Bai Zhuzhu’s phone call was like twisting a knife in her heart. Zhou Lin had indeed hidden Seo Zhenzhen in the He family’s house, and even when he had dropped her off, he said he was going to the company, but now he was by Seo Zhenzhen’s side.

Tears uncontrollably slid down the corners of her eyes.

He really was so cruel.

Bai Zhuzhu snapped a photo of Cheng Zhiwei’s face with her phone, her mouth opening and closing with immense satisfaction, "If it wasn’t for your face still being useful, I would really love to slash it, it’s just so irritating to look at."

"Send her to the hotel, tell President Wang, this is a gift from Young President Zhou." As she said this, Bai Zhuzhu slowly stood up, feigning a sigh, "President Wang of Tianchen is very wealthy. Once the Zhou family rejects you, clinging to President Wang’s coattails can still ensure you a life of glory and wealth. I really put a lot of thought into finding such a rich man for you, Cheng Zhiwei, don’t say I didn’t consider your well-being."

"It’s just that I heard President Wang’s wife is quite the tigress; I wonder if you have the fortune to withstand her. Take her away."

Cheng Zhiwei had stopped struggling, her long hair covering her cheeks, but even that couldn’t hide the hatred in her eyes.

When she was stuffed into the car, her body was limp and unable to move, her tears never ceased from sliding down, dampening her sideburns.

At the hotel, Cheng Zhiwei was carried by the men into the elevator and into the hotel room.

She had no strength left at all.

She was like a fish on the chopping block, powerless against the will of others.

The entire room’s lighting had been turned into a misty pink hue, and the table beside the bed was filled with all sorts of props.

A few minutes later, the door was opened again, and a sleazy voice came through, "Beauty, I’m here."

A potbellied middle-aged man followed, arriving at the bedside. Upon seeing Cheng Zhiwei’s face, his eyes instantly lit up, and he reached out to touch her as he laughed, "Young President Zhou really has sent me a top-quality gift."

As the middle-aged man’s hand slid from her face, Cheng Zhiwei managed to struggle and muster a bit of strength, but it was only enough for her fingers to clutch the sheets, too weak to escape.

All she could do was to make herself look at the ceiling, as tears slid down incessantly.

Hatred spread wantonly in the depths of her heart.

She cursed Zhou Lin’s name over and over in her mind. Only by doing so could she give herself the courage to endure.

Her clothes were torn off, her skin exposed to the chilling air, and despair enveloped Cheng Zhiwei.

Bai Zhuzhu’s "President Wang" pinched Cheng Zhiwei’s cheeks, looking her over from all angles, bending down with a disgusting breath coming over her, "Such a beautiful woman like yourself would be so boring if you just lay still in bed like a puppet. With such a good body, you’d be much more entertaining moving about while being whipped, tsk tsk."

He stood up and left, quickly returning with a glass of wine, and forced it down Cheng Zhiwei’s throat as he pinched her chin.

The spicy wine flowed down her throat into her stomach, burning terribly as if she were almost dying.

President Wang excitedly rubbed his hands and kissed Cheng Zhiwei’s face, "Good girl, wait for me. I’m going to have a shower first."

The drug still needed some time to take effect. He was impatient, but thinking about what was to come, he managed to hold back.

He simply went to take a shower, not wanting to waste any time.

When the door was kicked open from the outside, an hour had already passed.

Meng Qiancheng immediately spotted Cheng Zhiwei; her wrists were tied with red silk ribbons, suspended mid-air, her body covered in mottled marks.

His eyes reddened in anger.

President Wang, who was enjoying himself, turned his head and yelled, "Who the fuck let you in?"

The response he got was Meng Qiancheng’s fierce and furious fist. At that very moment Zhou Lin appeared at the door.

Secretary Zhang couldn’t help but exclaim, "Young Madam."

With his pupils shaking violently, Zhou Lin was stunned for a second, before he quickly took off his coat and wrapped Cheng Zhiwei in it. As the red silk was untied, she collapsed, and Zhou Lin caught her in his shaking arms.

He wanted to call her name, but his throat was too dry to make a sound.

Zhou Lin’s suit wasn’t long enough to cover Cheng Zhiwei’s body completely. Secretary Zhang quickly threw over his coat to cover Cheng Zhiwei’s legs and coldly ordered the bodyguards that followed to pull Meng Qiancheng away, and to pin President Wang to the ground.

Meng Qiancheng turned his head and punched Zhou Lin in the face, only to be pulled back by Zhou Lin’s bodyguards.

Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes lacked focus, like a broken doll.

Zhou Lin picked her up in his arms.