The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 164: Hearing Loss in One Ear is Deadly for Singers

Chapter 164: Chapter 164: Hearing Loss in One Ear is Deadly for Singers

Chapter 164

"There’s another thing." Cheng Zhiwei touched her left ear, pushed her hair back, and revealed the hearing aid inside, "I have some issues with my left ear, my hearing has declined a lot, and currently, I am using a hearing aid. I can’t guarantee if it affects my singing, but I can guarantee that I will try my best to avoid such an impact."

The hearing decrease in one ear and the high likelihood of going completely deaf soon could be fatal for a singer, and she had to make it clear.

He Ye’s pupils contracted, "You’ve suffered hearing damage?"

"Yes," Cheng Zhiwei smiled faintly, "The doctor mentioned there might be further decline, and if you think it’s not okay, you can destroy the contract we just signed, and consider it never happened."

Without hesitation, He Ye said, "Bad hearing does affect things, but it will be fine as long as you don’t appear on stage. It’s your voice I need."

He believed Cheng Zhiwei would overcome this challenge.

Only then did Cheng Zhiwei smile relaxedly, "Hmm."

He Ye glanced at the time, picked up his coat and bag, and handed them to Cheng Zhiwei, then he put on his own coat, took the car keys, "I’ve made an appointment with an investor; come with me to meet him."

Cheng Zhiwei quickly agreed, knowing that He Ye was giving her an opportunity.

He wanted her to accumulate resources for herself as Cheng Zhiwei, regardless of her current identity; she was just a junior he admired, and of course, it was also for the future of the studio.

When Cheng Zhiwei followed He Ye into the private room, there were already three or four men inside, engaging in some conversation. Seeing He Ye, someone immediately stood up and said, "He Ye, you’ve finally arrived. Let me introduce you, this is Director Zhang I mentioned before."

He Ye shook hands with the other party.

Director Zhang’s gaze shifted and landed on Cheng Zhiwei’s face, his smile deepening, "Mr. He has come with a lady friend?"

He Ye replied politely and warmly, "She works for me, I brought her out today to see the world. Director Zhang won’t mind, will he?"

"Of course not." Director Zhang laughed it off, and the topic returned to business.

Cheng Zhiwei sat next to He Ye, listening quietly to their conversation. Occasionally, when He Ye mentioned her, she would timely add a sentence or two, gracefully and confidently.

Everyone enjoyed the meal a lot.

Director Zhang had something to attend to and left a few minutes early.

He Ye had some drinks and handed the keys to Cheng Zhiwei, "Now, I need you to take me home."

Cheng Zhiwei agreed, and the two left the private room together. As they walked through the corridor, a group of drunken people staggered towards them.

One of them suddenly reached out and grabbed Cheng Zhiwei as she passed by, speaking sleazily, "Pretty lady, I’ll give you a hundred thousand to come with me today."

He Ye swiftly separated them and shielded Cheng Zhiwei behind him, "Sorry, but she’s with me."

The man blocked their path, raising his voice, "So what if she’s with you? I’ll give you two hundred thousand. Sell her to me."

His companions, staggering about, crowded around, "Our Mr. Chen is showing her respect; don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit."

Just then, a voice suddenly interjected, "Mr. Chen, you forgot to take your medicine."

The newcomer was Meng Qiancheng. Seeing Cheng Zhiwei, his expression flickered, but he did not show any sign of recognition and subconsciously tucked the medicine bottle he was holding further behind him.

Cheng Zhiwei glanced at Mr. Chen, who was clearly not a good person, then at Meng Qiancheng, her brow furrowing. Why would Meng Qiancheng associate with such people?

Mr. Chen didn’t notice anything unusual, patting Meng Qiancheng on the shoulder, "Doctor Meng, you’ve come at just the right time, where’s my medicine?"

Cheng Zhiwei looked towards the medicine in Meng Qiancheng’s hand. What was it?

She didn’t need to guess, as Mr. Chen approvingly introduced Meng Qiancheng to the people around him, "This Doctor Meng is my personal doctor, very skilled in medicine, and his prescriptions are extremely good."

His smile was sleazy, no need for further explanation, everyone understood.

Some people then asked Meng Qiancheng how his medicines were sold.

Mr. Chen asked Meng Qiancheng, "Aren’t you here to deliver medicine, where is it?"

Meng Qiancheng hesitated for a few seconds before handing over the medicine bottle, looking worriedly at Cheng Zhiwei, "You haven’t recovered yet..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Chen had already grabbed Cheng Zhiwei, "Following me is your good fortune."

"Mr. Chen." Meng Qiancheng blocked Mr. Chen’s path, "She’s my sister, please show some mercy and spare her."

Mr. Chen suddenly became furious, pushed Meng Qiancheng away, and cursed loudly, "Who do you think you are, daring to steal my person?"

"Mr. Chen."

"Get lost."

"The things Mr. Chen wants, there’s no reason for failure, and you, a mere doctor, think you can play the hero?"

"Not even considering who you are."

All kinds of disdainful voices bombarded Meng Qiancheng, his palms clenched, his face showing embarrassment, but he could only endure it, advising, "Mr. Chen, you still need to recuperate, it’s best to rest quietly."

Mr. Chen squinted, his lascivious gaze continuously roaming over Cheng Zhiwei, with a look of determined possession.

"Young lady, I don’t want to make things difficult for you, but if you refuse me, then your two friends won’t have a place to stand in Yucheng," Mr. Chen threatened. He had seen many women, but none had the temperament and facial beauty of Cheng Zhiwei.

Fueled by alcohol, he indeed felt bold.

He Ye pushed Cheng Zhiwei back a bit and whispered a warning, "Be smart, find a chance to leave here, and call the police once you’re out."

Cheng Zhiwei felt a sinking in her heart, "What about you?"

He Ye moved his wrists, his usually refined face now covered in frost.

Meng Qiancheng approached Mr. Chen, "Mr. Chen, please give me some face."

"Meng Qiancheng, just because you’re a lousy doctor, you ask me for face?" Mr. Chen mocked, laughing scornfully, "You really think too highly of yourself."

"I’ll tell you, if it weren’t for my daughter liking you and insisting that I hire you as my personal doctor, do you think I’d bother with you? If you want to work under me, you better obey me."

It was full of contempt.

"Now, I’ll give you a chance, let your sister come with me, and I might consider letting you date my daughter," Mr. Chen ordered Meng Qiancheng loftily.

Meng Qiancheng’s face was dark and grim, "Mr. Chen..."

The bodyguard beside Mr. Chen suddenly punched Meng Qiancheng in the face, quickly bruising him, and Meng Qiancheng did not dare retaliate, silently enduring it all.

Cheng Zhiwei saw this, and called out worriedly, "Brother Qiancheng!"

"Weiwei, don’t be afraid, I will protect you." Meng Qiancheng gritted his teeth and straightened up, once again looking at Mr. Chen, "Mr. Chen, please show mercy."

Mr. Chen, impatient, simply ordered the bodyguard to pin Meng Qiancheng against the wall and cursed, "Useless."

Saying this, he proudly watched Cheng Zhiwei, "You see, this useless person can’t protect you."