The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 135: For the sake of our families’ friendship, spare my family and friends.

Chapter 135: Chapter 135: For the sake of our families’ friendship, spare my family and friends.

Because the unfinished building lacked a balcony railing, if the fall had been a bit more severe, the two of them would have fallen straight down from the upper floor.

Gao Wei was both shocked and scared, "Cheng Zhiwei, you’re crazy."

She actually harbored a death wish and intended to drag him down with her.

Cheng Zhiwei clutched tightly to one of his legs, covered in dust from head to toe, in a disheveled state, baring her teeth and laughing loudly, "You want me dead, don’t you? If you have the guts, jump down with me."

"Zhiwei, don’t move, don’t move." Cheng Zhiyin struggled to reach out, crawling on the ground with difficulty, "Gao Wei, pull Zhiwei over, and I’ll pretend nothing happened today; I promise I won’t call the police."

She already knew that Cheng Zhiwei was prepared to die with Gao Wei for her sake. That was her only younger sister; how could she bear it?

Gao Wei was tempted, though the situation had escalated to this point, he still didn’t want to end up in jail. If this time wasn’t successful, there would be another time, and next time he wouldn’t be fooled by Cheng Zhiwei again.

"Cheng Zhiwei, did you hear that? Your sister said she would write off today’s incident." He was desperate to leave this place and then contact He Lanzhi.

Cheng Zhiwei’s words had finally made him wary and uneasy.

Cheng Zhiwei acted as if she hadn’t heard anything, refusing to let go, even clinging tighter and actively trying to move outward.

When she came here, she hadn’t planned on going back alive.

"Zhiwei, I’m begging you, let go," Cheng Zhiyin screamed hoarsely, her voice of despair carried far in the rainy night.

This was the eighth floor; if they genuinely fell, it would be fatal.

It’s not worth it, Zhiwei.

"Sister, I hope I can be your sister again in the next life. I’m sorry." Cheng Zhiwei’s face was streaming with tears, her legs already dangling in the air.

Gao Wei was scared and kicked Cheng Zhiwei viciously with his other foot.

But no matter how harshly he kicked, Cheng Zhiwei wouldn’t let go.

Panic-stricken, he had no choice but to crouch down and try to pull Cheng Zhiwei, "Damn it, let go, Cheng Zhiwei."

Before he could finish his sentence, Cheng Zhiwei raised her hand, grabbing hold of the clothing on his chest and pulling fiercely backward.

An utterly relaxed smile spread across her face.

Let’s die together.

The sensation of falling came instantly and then abruptly stopped.

Cheng Zhiwei’s brain went blank for a few seconds before she looked up to see Zhou Lin’s worried and frantic face; his hand was gripping her wrist tightly, and Gao Wei had also been pulled up.

The autumn rain fell on her, chilling to the bone.

Cheng Zhiwei’s entire body was suspended outside, with Zhou Lin laying on the ground, gripping her wrist with one hand, his speech rapid, even soothing in tone.

"Zhiwei, don’t be afraid, I’ll pull you up right away."

But the only response to him, apart from the cold autumn rain hitting his face, was Cheng Zhiwei’s calm gaze. She hung from the eighth floor; any slight mistake, and she would fall to her immediate death.

Yet fear was absent from her expression; instead, she seemed to radiate a sense of relief.

Zhou Lin understood her thoughts in an instant, his face turned pale, his pupils dilated with shock as he roared, "Cheng Zhiwei, you dare."

"Zhou Lin, I am willing to give this life for Seo Zhenzhen and you, hoping that you will, for the sake of our families’ relationship, spare my family and friends." Cheng Zhiwei calmly stated words she had long wanted to say.

With her death, Zhou Lin, He Lanzhi, Bai Zhuzhu, and their group wouldn’t have any more excuses to bully those around her.

One person’s death in exchange for everyone else’s peace; Cheng Zhiwei was willing.

"And you promised to make Gao Wei divorce my sister and make him pay the price; I hope you will keep your word."

"Shut your mouth, Cheng Zhiwei, I’m telling you, if you die, I won’t let a single one of your family or friends off," Zhou Lin’s eyes were splitting with rage, his grip growing tighter, and others came to help him grab Cheng Zhiwei.

"Do as you please," Cheng Zhiwei felt she was about to die and truly couldn’t demand much.

She stretched her hand out and started to pry Zhou Lin’s fingers off, bit by bit, with force.

"Zhou Lin, I’m really tired. I’ll give you my life, take good care of it," she struggled fiercely.

Zhou Lin’s fingers bore bloody marks from her grip, but even in pain, he refused to let go and even extended his other hand, which had been propping him up on the balcony, to pull Cheng Zhiwei.

His entire body started to show a falling tendency.

"Zhiwei, listen to your sister and come up," Cheng Zhiyin, supported by someone, came over with tears streaming down her face, pleading bitterly, "Do you want me to live in guilt for the rest of my life?"

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes. "It’s my fault, it’s all because I fell for someone I shouldn’t have that you got hurt. Don’t worry, it won’t happen again."

She clutched Zhou Lin’s wrist and tore herself free fiercely.

"Don’t, Zhiwei." If Cheng Zhiyin hadn’t been held back, she would have already lunged forward.

Fortunately, no matter how much Cheng Zhiwei struggled and clawed, Zhou Lin wouldn’t let go, and in the end, she was pulled back up.

Enraged, Zhou Lin gripped Cheng Zhiwei’s shoulders harshly, pulling her up from the ground, and cursed malevolently, "Cheng Zhiwei, are you sick in the head? What? You didn’t learn anything else, just how to seek death like others?"

Cheng Zhiwei just looked at him without expression, her voice laced with sarcasm and despair, "Zhou Lin, you even want to control my death. What exactly do you want from me?"

Her emotions utterly collapsed and her body went limp, falling towards the ground.

"Zhiwei."

"Cheng Zhiwei."

...

When Cheng Zhiwei awoke, her body ached all over, and small movements made her keenly aware of the tight bandages wrapped around her.

She stared blankly at the ceiling, feeling no joy of having survived a calamity.

"You’re awake, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" Zhou Lin’s hoarse voice suddenly appeared at her side.

Cheng Zhiwei turned to glance at him, Zhou Lin looked exhausted, but his eyes shone with the surprise of seeing her awake.

The next second, Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes again.

She really didn’t want to open her eyes and see Zhou Lin, as this would only stir up all the resentment in her stomach, thinking she was indeed useless, not even able to die.

Zhou Lin went out to call the doctor, and soon Zhang Yuanheng came, conducted a basic checkup on Cheng Zhiwei and soothed, "You still have a bit of a fever, which is normal. Just rest and you’ll be fine."

From beginning to end, Cheng Zhiwei never opened her eyes, lying there quietly.

After a while, footsteps retreated, and the sound of the door closing echoed.

When she opened her eyes, Zhou Lin was still there.

It was really annoying.

The last face she wanted to see right now was his.

Zhou Lin offered gently, "Your sister is in the next ward. She woke up before you. Do you want to see her? I’ll take you."

Cheng Zhiwei still had no reaction, only when Zhou Lin thought she silently agreed and was about to lift her up, she slowly spoke, "Do you think I have the face to see her?"

Because of her, her hopeless younger sister, Cheng Zhiyin had been silently enduring Gao Wei’s brutal bullying.

What face did she have to see her?

"When leaving, you said to leave two people there to take care of her. Let me ask you, where are they?" Cheng Zhiwei’s numb heart was scorched with anger and hatred, so painful it was heart-wrenching, "I really want to know, do you really hate me that much, wishing my whole family dead?"