The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 172: Why Should I Compare Myself with a Cripple Who Can’t Stand Up?

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Why Should I Compare Myself with a Cripple Who Can’t Stand Up?

In those three years, Cheng Zhiwei endured all the suffering of her lifetime, and her forbearance only led to greater harm from Bai Zhuzhu, which ultimately involved Cheng Zhiyin as well.

Bai Zhuzhu claimed she was repenting, but could repentance erase all those injuries as if they had never occurred?

"Zhou Lin, I didn’t make a scene as soon as she got out because of you, so don’t push your luck," Cheng Zhiwei said before she went upstairs.

She was so angry that her heart, liver, and lungs all ached, and she hardly ate a few bites.

Half an hour later, Wang Mei brought up some food and urged Cheng Zhiwei, "You can argue all you want, but you still need to eat. After all, your body is your own. Getting too upset will only make you suffer."

Cheng Zhiwei had a headache and rubbed her forehead, "And him?"

"He left."

Cheng Zhiwei felt extremely bitter inside. Even though their relationship had long been clear and she often didn’t mince words with him, it still hurt and angered her when he spoke in favor of Bai Zhuzhu.

After taking a few bites, she still couldn’t eat and asked Wang Mei to take the food away.

Talking about maintaining composure is one thing, but how many can truly manage it? Especially since she had once been so deeply in love with him.

The following days, Zhou Lin didn’t come back.

Next contact was when the long-awaited business partner arrived in Yucheng, and Zhou Lin hosted a dinner for them.

The business partners from Shen City, a couple in their fifties with white hair, appeared cultured and elegant, very dignified.

After some discussions, both parties were very satisfied.

Zhou Lin, sitting next to Cheng Zhiwei, talked with Mr. Huo and didn’t forget to serve her food, giving her more of what she liked, the whole process considerate and gentle.

As for Cheng Zhiwei, her job was just to eat, speaking only occasionally when Madam Huo talked, behaving properly, which Madam Huo quite liked.

The hosts and guests were thoroughly pleased.

On the way back, Zhou Lin was in high spirits, and even though he was drunk, it couldn’t mask his buoyant mood. He continued holding Cheng Zhiwei’s hand without letting go.

Pulling back her hand several times without success, Cheng Zhiwei frowned and spoke unhappily, "Zhou Lin, it’s over, let go."

Zhou Lin not only didn’t let go but gripped her harder and pulled her in front of him. His dark, shadowed eyes intensely stared at her, "Cheng Zhiwei, if, I mean if, can we not divorce?"

Cheng Zhiwei paused, wondering if he meant he didn’t want a divorce.

What about his Seo Zhenzhen then?

"Zhou Lin, don’t talk like that," Cheng Zhiwei ceased struggling and sarcastically looked at him, "Are you planning to keep Seo Zhenzhen as a mistress by your side?"

Zhou Lin sat still, only tightening his grip on her hand even more, "Actually, at first..."

A ringtone interrupted Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin reluctantly let go and took out his phone.

Cheng Zhiwei glanced at the caller ID on the screen and saw the name "Zhenzhen."

Then she heard a blurred voice from the phone, "Ah Lin, Zhuzhu is missing."

Bai Zhuzhu had disappeared.

They searched all night but failed to find her, and Cheng Zhiwei was dragged by Zhou Lin to where Seo Zhenzhen currently lived.

Zhou Lin kept making and receiving calls, while Cheng Zhiwei sat quietly on the sofa. He wouldn’t let her go back, so she could only wait bored.

Seo Zhenzhen placed a cup of hot water in front of Cheng Zhiwei, her face extremely pale, "Sorry to disturb you."

Cheng Zhiwei was too lazy to respond, acting as if she hadn’t heard.

But Seo Zhenzhen insisted on speaking in front of her, "Zhiwei, do you think it would be best if Zhenzhen hadn’t come back?"

The statement was bizarre.

Cheng Zhiwei opened her mouth to speak, but ultimately she stopped herself. If it weren’t for Zhou Lin taking her here, she would never have wanted to come to this place.

"I know you look down on us." Seo Zhenzhen bit her lip, her voice somewhat frail but also sharply ironic, "After all, Zhuzhu and I crawled out from the mud, unlike you, cherished by parents from birth. Even the dress you are wearing is something we can only dream of."

Cheng Zhiwei coldly interrupted her, "What exactly do you want to say?"

She didn’t want to listen to Seo Zhenzhen’s self-pity here.

Seo Zhenzhen quietly stared at Cheng Zhiwei’s face, which had been pale and ugly not long ago, yet in just this short span of about a month, she had regained her beauty. Heaven truly favors her, indeed.

This was envious.

"Cheng Zhiwei, if it hadn’t been for that car accident back then, I would definitely be married to Ah Lin by now, with children. You ruined me."

Cheng Zhiwei could hardly understand Seo Zhenzhen’s thought process. According to her words, it’s as if I was some mistress who destroyed her relationship, "You admitted it yourself, originally, you planned that farce in the hotel. If it hadn’t been for that, you indeed would have married Zhou Lin. Seo Zhenzhen, the car accident was your own fault."

Where does she get the audacity to pose as a victim?

Seo Zhenzhen lifted her lips, revealing a bizarre smile, "It’s time for you to pay."

Cheng Zhiwei narrowed her eyes incredulously and asked, "So, it was you who hid Bai Zhuzhu?"

"Yes, I hid her. Are you going to tell Ah Lin? Would he believe it?" Seo Zhenzhen’s laugh carried a note of confidence.

Cheng Zhiwei felt disgusted, suspecting that Seo Zhenzhen might be sick. Was she intentionally hiding Bai Zhuzhu just to watch Zhou Lin search all over the world? Was that how she satisfied her twisted mind?

However, Cheng Zhiwei had no intention of informing Zhou Lin. After all, he wouldn’t believe her words. Besides, if Seo Zhenzhen was tormenting Zhou Lin, he must be doing it willingly, and she saw no need to interfere.

She truly didn’t want to stay there any longer; she was tired and wanted to go home to sleep.

She stood up, looking down at Seo Zhenzhen from a higher position, "That’s your problem, it has nothing to do with me."

"Cheng Zhiwei, I gave you three years, but it seems you haven’t made much progress. You couldn’t beat me three years ago, and three years later you are still loser to me." Seo Zhenzhen looked at Cheng Zhiwei’s light blue long dress, the color of the sky, very clean.

It made her want to ruin that cleanliness at a glance.

Cheng Zhiwei sneered, her disdainful gaze sweeping Seo Zhenzhen from head to toe, "Why would I compare myself with someone disabled like you?"

Seo Zhenzhen’s lips slightly curled up imperceptibly, then flattened, as she looked behind him with a trembling voice, "Ah Lin, you’re back."

Cheng Zhiwei’s body stiffened momentarily, but she quickly recovered, turning to look behind her. Her expression remained calm, not flustered by Zhou Lin hearing such words.

Even after glancing at Zhou Lin, she looked back at Seo Zhenzhen, "Is this all you’ve got?"

Seo Zhenzhen’s eyes reddened significantly, tears pooling but not falling, portraying a picture of grievance, "Zhiwei, I know you’re upset, but Zhuzhu is truly repentant. Now she’s being cursed online, and she’s very distressed. Please, can you come out and say a word for her, even just one word would be enough."