The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 182 I Choose Her

Chapter 182: Chapter 182 I Choose Her

Without the Cheng Family’s financial support back then, there would be no Meng Qiancheng today.

Zhou Hui was about to lose her temper when Zhou Jinzhong lifted his eyelid and called out sternly, "Zhou Hui."

Zhou’s face turned red in an instant, almost bursting with frustration, but under Zhou Jinzhong’s pressure, she could only shamefully move to the furthest seat.

Meng Qiancheng gracefully took her seat, facing Cheng Zhiwei directly.

He smiled at her and nodded as a greeting.

Cheng Zhiwei avoided eye contact, pretending not to see.

Meng Qiancheng’s eyes dimmed for a moment, but he quickly started talking to Zhou Jinzhong again.

Zhou Chenyuan made some polite remarks before inviting everyone to start eating.

Zhou Jinzhong was dissatisfied and tapped the edge of his bowl with his chopsticks, saying indifferently, "Since Chenyuan doesn’t want to speak, then I, an old man, will be the annoying one and speak for him."

"Because of what Cheng Zhiwei did, the entire Zhou Group has received many negative reviews online, which has greatly affected the company’s image. The fact that this issue has dragged on for so long also shows that Ah Lin’s abilities are still lacking."

Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips, knowing they had come for this matter.

She just didn’t know what they planned to do.

Zhou Jinzhong leaned on his cane and continued, "If this issue isn’t resolved, it affects the entire Zhou Group and the entire Zhou Family. Now that Chenyuan is seriously ill, I will make a decision on his behalf."

He coldly looked at Cheng Zhiwei with a hint of malice, "If you could voluntarily admit to intentional murder and take legal responsibility, and you and Zhou Lin divorce, and the group issues a statement, then this matter will be dropped."

"Impossible." Zhou Lin firmly disagreed.

Cheng Zhiwei wasn’t too surprised, knowing that if they pinned the charge of intentional murder on her, Zhou Jinzhong would have even more reason to target Zhou Lin. Now they say it ends here, but who knows if they might dig this up again in the future and stir it up again.

Zhou Lin would never agree.

Zhou Jinzhong pressed down with his hand and said to Zhou Lin, "I haven’t finished speaking. Since this matter started because of Cheng Zhiwei, and you are husband and wife, I naturally consider your feelings. If you don’t want Cheng Zhiwei to go to jail, then you must admit your lack of ability and give up half of your management rights."

It really was about management rights, and they wanted half?

Cheng Zhiwei’s calm demeanor suddenly rippled like a stone thrown into a lake.

She wanted to speak, but Lin Yu tugged at her clothes to stop her.

But...

Zhou Jinzhong continued, "Of course, I know you see everyone here as incompetent, and they can’t compare to you. That’s why I specifically brought Qiancheng here. He is Zhou Chenyan’s son. You all know how talented Chenyan was back then. As his son, Qiancheng naturally wouldn’t be inferior."

Zhou Lin leaned back in his chair and scornfully glanced at Meng Qiancheng, "He’s even more of a waste than everyone present, isn’t he?"

The wrinkles on Zhou Jinzhong’s face all bunched together, creating an expression full of profound implication, "Bloodline is a thing of succession. I believe that Qiancheng inherits Chenyan’s talents; he only needs experience. Ah Lin, if you could get off your high horse and guide him, his achievements won’t be less than yours."

Zhou Lin placed one hand on Cheng Zhiwei’s chair back, his lips curling, "Inherited talents? I’m afraid what he inherited is madness, no?"

Everyone seated mostly knew how insanely cruel Zhou Chenyan had been.

But with Zhou Jinzhong backing Meng Qiancheng for the sake of money, they were willing to turn a blind eye, as everyone wants more money.

They believed Zhou Jinzhong could control Meng Qiancheng.

Even though Zhou Hui was seated at the far end of the table, she was still the first to jump out, "Zhou Lin, what nonsense are you spouting? It seems like you just want to be a dictator and monopolize everything in the group."

"Are you Meng Qiancheng’s dog? He hasn’t spoken, yet here you are barking."

"Zhou Lin, no matter what, she is still a member of the Zhou Family. How can you say such things?" Meng Qiancheng expressed disapproval, immediately garnering support from many others.

After all, Zhou Lin had always done as he pleased and had never shown a good face to these relatives, making them feel instantly respected by Meng Qiancheng.

"Zhou Lin, now that the Zhou Group is essentially in your hands, you make the choice," Zhou Jinzhong interrupted those meaningless flatteries.

He wanted to make everything quick and decisive, otherwise he couldn’t go through with the meal.

Cheng Zhiwei lowered her head, her fingernails pinching out red marks in her palm, one after another.

She heard it clear; this was about Zhou Lin choosing between his power at Zhou’s and her.

But had they made a mistake? She and Zhou Lin had been married for three years, their relationship as incompatible as water and fire. How could he possibly choose her?

They had bet on the wrong horse.

The long table fell into a prolonged silence, Lin Yu’s grip on Cheng Zhiwei’s hand growing tighter.

She was nervous.

Cheng Zhiwei glanced at Lin Yu’s hand and suddenly realized the meaning behind her earlier words, "It’s all men’s business."

She was telling her to wait calmly for the outcome.

She believed Zhou Lin would choose her.

But Zhou Lin’s silence had already given the answer.

Anger burgeoned in Cheng Zhiwei’s heart. If they wanted to divide the power, then divide it, but why did they have to use her as a reason to tug and build everything on her pain?

Had they considered her feelings?

She gradually freed her hand inch by inch, her expression as cold as ice; she wouldn’t make it difficult for Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu.

But just as she was about to stand up, Zhou Lin suddenly gripped her other hand tightly, with a force that made it impossible to break free.

He sneered, slowly stood up, and Cheng Zhiwei had no choice but to stand with him.

"I choose her."

The long table instantly fell into silence, everyone’s gaze turned toward Cheng Zhiwei, filled with surprise.

Everyone outside said Cheng Zhiwei was not favored by Zhou Lin due to that incident in the past, yet Zhou Lin was willing to give up half of his executive power just to keep her from going to jail.

Cheng Zhiwei was also shocked, staring blankly at Zhou Lin’s stern profile. If he wasn’t still firmly holding her hand, she would have thought she had misheard.

Why would Zhou Lin choose her?

Why would he trade half of Zhou Group’s executive power for her?

"Have you gone mad?" Cheng Zhiwei finally responded, frowning and speaking in a low voice.

Giving up half of the executive power meant that Zhou Jinzhong’s people would control half of the group, and they would become more and more excessive in the future.

Meng Qiancheng’s face had darkened, his gaze intensely fixed on the hands Zhou Lin and Cheng Zhiwei held together.

How could this be?

Zhou Lin asked Cheng Zhiwei to sit down, then in front of everyone, loud enough for all to hear, said, "Cheng Zhiwei is my wife, Zhou Lin’s wife; it’s not your place to point fingers at her."

Cheng Zhiwei pressed her lips tightly together, her emotions complex to the extreme.

Although her going to jail would affect Zhou Lin, compared to handing over half of the executive power, it was inconsequential.

Zhou Lin... why would he choose her?