The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 178 Brother of the Same Mother but Different Fathers

Chapter 178: Chapter 178 Brother of the Same Mother but Different Fathers

Zhou Jinzhong observed their subtle expressions, a bit more self-satisfied. He glanced at the time and said, "They should be here by now."

Following his voice, the sound of a car approached from outside, and then a person walked in.

Zhou Lin’s face changed, and his gaze turned sharp, "Meng Qiancheng?"

Meng Qiancheng was wearing a brown coat, his short hair sharp and different from the gentle doctor he had been before, his whole demeanor had changed.

He twirled his car keys, walked over to Zhou Jinzhong’s side, "Third Uncle, I’m not late, am I?"

Zhou Jinzhong, with a benevolent smile, waved and called out, "Qiancheng is here."

Meng Qiancheng sat down beside him, "Third Uncle."

Zhou Jinzhong spoke indifferently, "This is Chenyan’s son, Qiancheng."

The living room fell into a deathly silence.

"Impossible," Lin Yu stood up excitedly, staring intently at Meng Qiancheng.

How could he possibly be...

Zhou Jinzhong was only too pleased to witness such a scene, the wrinkles on his face piling up with his smile, "Lin Yu, can you not even recognize your own son?"

Zhou Chenyan, Zhou Chenyuan’s brother, the former heir to Zhou Group, was sent abroad due to some incidents and never returned.

He was also Lin Yu’s ex-husband.

They had had a child together, but the divorce was so bitter that Zhou Chenyan eventually took the child abroad, and Lin Yu had never seen him since.

Zhou Chenyuan took Lin Yu’s trembling hand and pulled her back, speaking gently, "Don’t get agitated, it’s bad for your health."

With tears in her eyes, Lin Yu looked at Meng Qiancheng, trying to see even the slightest resemblance to Zhou Chenyan, but found none.

Meng Qiancheng didn’t resemble Zhou Chenyan, nor did he look like Lin Yu.

"Let’s talk after the paternity test," scoffed Zhou Lin.

"Of course," nodded Zhou Jinzhong, "The paternity test must be carried out, and we’ll have one done by you and another by us, to ensure fairness and impartiality, right, Zhou Lin?"

"Third Uncle has gone to such lengths, why even ask me," Zhou Lin glanced at the time, "It’s getting late, I won’t keep you here overnight, please leave."

The eviction order given, Zhou Jinzhong stood up, with Meng Qiancheng supporting him. As they passed Zhou Lin, he suddenly said, "Zhou Lin, we have a long future ahead of us."

His purpose today was just to present Meng Qiancheng.

Zhou Lin, expressionless, sat back down on the sofa.

It was only after everyone had left that Lin Yu’s weeping became clear, "How could he possibly be that child, back then, he clearly said that he was dead."

Zhou Chenyuan wrapped his arm around her shoulder, comforting her, "He’s back now, and there will be plenty of time in the future, you can slowly get to know him."

Zhou Lin unexpectedly glanced at Zhou Chenyuan, his father’s heart was indeed broad.

Lin Yu wiped her tears but shook her head.

If Meng Qiancheng had come back with honorable intentions to recognize his family, she might have accepted it, but he clearly had other motives. Lin Yu knew what was most important and had always known what to choose.

"I’m going to find Zhiwei," said Lin Yu, and then she went upstairs.

Zhou Chenyuan’s expression grew cold, "How do you plan to handle this?"

Zhou Lin’s face had long lost the anger it had held before, he leaned back and looked up at the ceiling, "Finally, his identity is clear."

Meng Qiancheng, his half-brother from the same mother.

Ah, the son of Zhou Chenyan.

"As long as you’re aware, but I must remind you, when you regret this in the future, no one will help you." Zhou Chenyuan, having been through similar experiences, knew all too well that there was no medicine for regret in this world. Once it was time for regret, everything would be beyond redemption.

Zhou Lin hesitated for a moment but still asserted firmly, "No matter how big the Zhou Group is, it can’t stop those people from leeching off it, so this time, we can only succeed, not fail."

As the two of them were talking, Lin Yu came downstairs.

Zhou Chenyuan asked, "How is Zhiwei doing?"

"She has fallen asleep," Lin Yu said, looking upstairs with a pained expression. "The incident online has been a severe blow to her; I hope she can pull herself together."

Speaking of which, she glared at Zhou Lin, "The rumors online are getting worse by the minute. When do you plan on handling this?"

"With Third Uncle weighing in, we have to take things one step at a time," Zhou Lin explained, narrowing his eyes.

Lin Yu was somewhat angry. "You’re so useless."

Zhou Lin touched his nose, not daring to speak anymore.

Not wanting to see Zhou Lin anymore, Lin Yu simply returned to the hospital with Zhou Chenyuan.

...

Cheng Zhiwei still couldn’t sleep. She tried to calm herself, but those images kept appearing one after another, causing her a severe headache. She got up, took some medicine, and spent a night filled with bizarre dreams, more exhausting than not sleeping at all.

Just as she tossed and turned again, a hand suddenly slipped in under the blankets. By the time she realized what was happening, the unique scent of Zhou Lin had already enveloped her. The man’s arm encircled her waist, and his chin rested on her head, "Can’t sleep?"

Cheng Zhiwei instinctively resisted and stiffened. Startled, her voice changed, "Let go."

His response was to press his chest against her, holding her in his embrace, his warm palm resting on her forehead. "I won’t let you go to prison."

He thought she was anxious about these issues and that was why she couldn’t sleep.

But in reality, she felt like she couldn’t even control what she was supposed to think about. It was as if her brain wasn’t hers anymore.

She didn’t want to discuss this topic and struggled to get up. But the more she struggled, the tighter he held her. In short, he had no intention of letting go.

The man’s body was like a furnace. Cheng Zhiwei worked up a sweat from the struggle, feeling even more uncomfortable. The restlessness from not being able to sleep finally burst forth, "Zhou Lin, are you annoying or not? Let go already."

Zhou Lin only tightened his arms, "You’re tossing and turning, disturbing my sleep."

Cheng Zhiwei felt he was picking a fight on purpose and gritted her teeth with anger. "Let go of me; I’ll sleep next door."

"You want others to see that you and I are sleeping separately?"

"Then I’ll sleep on the sofa."

"Cheng Zhiwei, it’s already very late." Zhou Lin gathered her into his arms, "Sleep, will you?"

Cheng Zhiwei felt choked up, and after a long pause, she suddenly sobbed with a weakness she hadn’t realized in herself, "Can you just let me go?"

However, her words received no response from Zhou Lin, who also did not let go, just held her tightly in his embrace.

The feeling of suffocation locked Cheng Zhiwei firmly, and she finally dozed off in a daze in the latter part of the night.

But it was a restless sleep, a slight noise could startle her awake.

Therefore, the next day her dark circles had worsened, and she looked listless.

Lying in bed browsing her phone for a while, the internet was still full of vilification against her, all sympathy for the sisters Seo Zhenzhen and Bai Zhuzhu.

Cheng Zhiwei had gone from being angry and sad yesterday to feeling detached today upon seeing these comments. Those people didn’t know the truth and rashly cursed someone with their so-called righteousness; life must not be going well for them.

She went downstairs to ask Wang Mei for sleeping pills. Wang Mei advised her to wait a while before taking them, pointing out that taking them twice a day like this would be quite harmful to her body.