The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 15: It Begins with a Mistake, Correcting the Error

Chapter 15: Chapter 15: It Begins with a Mistake, Correcting the Error

He Lanzhi seized the opportunity and said, "Cheng Zhiwei, what kind of love potion have you given your mom? Really."

Seo Mao rubbed his hands and said, "Young Master He, what should we do about this..."

Impatient, He Lanzhi waved his hand, "You can go now."

"Wait." Zhou Lin snubbed his cigarette in the ashtray, his eyes gleaming with icy blades.

Meeting such a gaze, Seo Mao suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, looking to He Lanzhi for help, "Young Master He."

He Lanzhi smiled lazily, "Ah Lin, he’s one of mine."

This indirectly admitted that he had arranged this affair.

Zhou Lin said indifferently, "He Lanzhi, don’t let there be a next time. As for him..." He looked at Seo Mao, "Cheng Zhiwei is still my wife."

His wife, and thus the Young Madam of the Zhou Family. Moreover, there had been many onlookers at that time which would affect both the Zhou Family and him.

He Lanzhi always acted unrestrainedly. Zhou Lin, his good friend, knew that it was to avenge him, so Zhou Lin could be forgiving, but who was Seo Mao to dare to bully the Young Madam of the Zhou Family?

Seo Mao’s face turned pale, and his knees grew weak as he struggled to keep standing, "Young President Zhou, Young Master He, I was just..."

Zhou Lin couldn’t be bothered with more talk and got up to leave; He Lanzhi frowned and followed.

Once in the car, He Lanzhi’s devil-may-care smile faded, and he spoke with a somewhat sinister tone, "You’re protecting Cheng Zhiwei?"

Zhou Lin glanced at him, utterly cold, "My mom stepped in, and besides, she’s nominally still the Young Madam of the Zhou Family."

The expression on He Lanzhi’s face relaxed as he leaned back in the seat, "Is that really it?"

"What else?" Zhou Lin said in a low voice, irritated, "Don’t you know how much my mom cherishes her? I don’t want to go back and get nagged."

He Lanzhi completely relaxed and chuckled, "I thought you had fallen for her. I didn’t handle this smoothly and got you involved."

Zhou Lin rubbed his temples, his brows settling into a shade of irritability.

...

Cheng Zhiwei was brought back to Sparkling Sky City by Lin Yu, who took the initiative to tell Cheng Zhiwei about the drugs in the milk and apologized to her.

Cheng Zhiwei did not blame Lin Yu; after all, Lin Yu was unaware that there was not only no affection between her and Zhou Lin but even an atmosphere of hatred.

She simply said, "Let’s just let nature take its course with mine and Zhou Lin’s matter, Mom, don’t worry about it."

"Regarding this incident... rest assured, Zhou Lin will give you an explanation," Lin Yu said.

Zhou Lin’s explanation was that Seo Mao was detained for seven days and publicly apologized to Cheng Zhiwei.

When Cheng Zhiwei received the call from the police and heard this outcome, she felt no emotion, well aware that Seo Mao’s apology was not for her, Cheng Zhiwei, but for Zhou Lin.

Moreover, such an apology was nothing for a shameless person like Seo Mao; it likely didn’t affect him at all, and he could even receive a hefty compensation privately.

She wasn’t foolish. The fact that He Lanzhi had come forward to protect Seo Mao, immediately framing the situation as a misunderstanding, spoke volumes.

Zhou Lin must have known as well, otherwise, he wouldn’t have said it was her fault.

Thinking of these things, Cheng Zhiwei’s determination to divorce grew even firmer.

After dinner, Zhou Lin had again been sent by Lin Yu to the master bedroom, where he sat far away on the sofa. Cheng Zhiwei dried her hair, ready to take out the divorce agreement.

Zhou Lin spoke with an extremely indifferent tone, "Cheng Zhiwei, let’s talk."

Cheng Zhiwei’s hand paused, talk? Was he finally going to discuss the matter of divorce?

Sitting down by the bed, she looked intently at Zhou Lin, "You speak."

Her compliant long hair slid down her shoulders like silk, and as Zhou Lin watched her, he inexplicably thought of not long ago, when she had been beneath him on the pillow, her black hair spread out over the entire pillow, enticing enough.

He suddenly lost his train of thought, and Cheng Zhiwei frowned, urging him on, "Talk about what?"

Zhou Lin abruptly snapped back to his senses, his thoughts somewhat shaken. He was actually thinking about being in bed with her, his feelings for her...

Realizing this terrifying abnormality, Zhou Lin’s expression became exceedingly grim, his gaze toward Cheng Zhiwei very unfriendly.

Cheng Zhiwei was baffled. Zhou Lin’s mood was becoming increasingly unpredictable. Sitting there alone, he would still wear a dark expression—how sick.

Just when she thought that this talk would end just like this, Zhou Lin spoke, his tone not very pleasant, "Find a way to get my mother to go back earlier."

Cheng Zhiwei choked up, wasn’t it about divorce?

She said irritably, "That’s your mother, you figure it out yourself."

Besides, with Lin Yu here, she had a companion, which was great.

Zhou Lin furrowed his brows tightly, his expression unpleasant. As of now, because his mother was here, Cheng Zhiwei was becoming more and more brazen, so blunt in her speech. Just for this reason alone, he must figure out a way to send his mother back.

"You know why she’s staying here," Zhou Lin said with a sarcastic laugh, bluntly laying it all out, "Cheng Zhiwei, you want to be a real husband and wife with me, she’s here since she wants to help you."

A real husband and wife, the previous Cheng Zhiwei might have had such a thought, but that thought had long been worn away by his indifference, and it would never arise again.

She took out the divorce agreement, walked over, and placed it in front of Zhou Lin, her tone very clear and calm, without a ripple, "Once you sign your name on it, you’ll find that everything you’re worried about now is superfluous."

Wanting to bear his child, wanting to be his real wife, all were his own presumptions.

The five black characters of the divorce agreement smashed into Zhou Lin’s sight, causing his pupils to constrict, momentarily stunned.

Prior to this, Cheng Zhiwei had also talked about divorce, but Zhou Lin had always thought it was her playing hard to get.

Now, she had brought out the divorce agreement, and with just a signature, they would immediately become strangers to each other.

Cheng Zhiwei even considerately brought the pen over, uncapped it, and placed it beside the divorce agreement, her tone gentle, just as it had been when she once loved him most.

"Zhou Lin, our marriage began with a mistake. Over these past three years, neither of us has been happy. So why don’t we end this mistake with our own hands, alright?"

Begun with a mistake...correcting a mistake...

Such a wonderful and heart-stirring proposition.

But, Zhou Lin’s expression could not be said to show the slightest bit of joy, still gloomy, as if Cheng Zhiwei owed him a considerable sum of money.

"Cheng Zhiwei, do you really want a divorce?"

Cheng Zhiwei nodded without hesitation, "Yes, a divorce. I’ve said it before; it’s just that you didn’t believe me."

And furthermore, you thought it was a tactic of playing hard to get.

Zhou Lin leaned back in the sofa, his dark eyes scornful, "What game are you playing now? Do you want to divorce and take a big sum of money from the Zhou family?"

Cheng Zhiwei’s parents were university professors, living in comfortable circumstances, but compared to the Zhou family, they could only be considered ordinary. Cheng Zhiwei had grown accustomed to a life of glory and wealth with the Zhou family. Going back to her previous life, she likely wouldn’t be able to handle it, assuming she had already planned to ask for money.