The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 189: It’s Because Zhou Lin Pushed Her

Chapter 189: Chapter 189: It’s Because Zhou Lin Pushed Her

Zhang Yuanheng pointed behind him, "It’s not really related to me, but I just wanted to remind you that your mom has arrived."

By then, Lin Yu had already approached, frowning as she spoke, "Did you hit Zhiwei?"

Zhou Lin tilted his head, his tongue pressing against the soft flesh inside his mouth, and spoke indifferently, "Mom, you should spend more time with Dad instead of worrying about other matters."

Lin Yu coldly made her way inside, "I’m going to check on Zhiwei."

Before she could enter the hospital room, Zhou Lin’s bodyguards stopped her at the door.

Lin Yu paused, then turned around incredulously to look at Zhou Lin, "What do you mean by this?"

"She needs to rest," Zhou Lin said indifferently. "I’ll have someone take you back."

"Zhou Lin," Lin Yu asked angrily, "are you going to use force on your own mother?"

Zhou Lin approached her, maintaining the same demeanor, "Please go back first."

His tone remained steady, but his attitude was extremely firm, "I will handle things here with Cheng Zhiwei. You should go back and stay with Dad. He’s not in good health and needs someone with him."

"Zhou Lin, what are you planning to do to Zhiwei?" Lin Yu’s face darkened completely, "For the sake of Seo Zhenzhen, are you willing to forsake your own family?"

"Rest assured, she won’t be harmed," Zhou Lin said, then signaled the bodyguards to surround Lin Yu forcibly, clearly indicating that he would not let Lin Yu see Cheng Zhiwei.

Lin Yu looked at Zhou Lin, feeling a complete estrangement wash over her; he had become assertive and unreasonable, utterly paranoid.

How had he become so cold-hearted?

"Zhou Lin, what exactly are you going to do?" Lin Yu couldn’t help but ask, "Are you going to lay all the pain on Zhiwei? Even if she hurt you years ago, hasn’t the harm you’ve inflicted on her these past years been enough to offset it?"

"Please, go back and stay by Dad’s side," Zhou Lin still responded with the same words. "It’s quite chaotic recently. Stay at home and don’t go out."

"Zhou Lin."

"Escort madam back," Zhou Lin ordered the bodyguards coldly, then he himself entered the hospital room and closed the door in front of Lin Yu.

Lin Yu’s chest heaved with anger; this was the first time she realized that her son had grown beyond her control.

Inside the hospital room, Cheng Zhiwei’s head was wrapped in a bandage, an IV drip silently flowing into her vein, yet her face still appeared pallid and much thinner than before.

Like a flower wilting, gradually losing its color.

Zhou Lin averted his gaze and whispered to Secretary Zhang, "Let the Cheng family and Meng Qiancheng come in, no need to stop them."

Secretary Zhang, "Yes."

News of Cheng Zhiwei’s serious illness had quickly spread, but the first to arrive wasn’t Meng Qiancheng; it was Cheng Zhiyin.

Cheng Zhiwei was already awake, leaning against the headboard, her complexion lifeless. Her lips moved slightly before she weakly spoke, "I heard you were dismissed from school?"

Cheng Zhiyin touched her hair tenderly and managed a smile, "I resigned on my own."

Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes reddened, "I’m sorry." Even if it was her own resignation, it must have been forced upon her.

Once again, she had implicated her.

Trying to lighten the mood, Cheng Zhiyin rolled her eyes at her, "Don’t think too highly of yourself. I resigned willingly. After the incident with Gao Wei, it really affected me, and I wanted a change of environment."

As she spoke, she held Cheng Zhiwei’s hand, gently consoling, "There’s nothing you can’t get through, Zhiwei. You need to get well soon."

"Mom and Dad..."

"Dad has returned from An City, and he’s packing up to spend some time back in our hometown," Cheng Zhiyin didn’t hide anything from Cheng Zhiwei, "You know how Dad is... Mom is worried about you and wanted to come, but Dad’s high blood pressure acted up, so she needs to stay and look after him. Do you want to go back and see them?"

Zhou Lin’s light dimmed in her eyes, "I’m not going back, don’t anger him into something serious."

Last time, Cheng Shang had talked about severing their father-daughter relationship, and now that Bai Zhuzhu was dead, she was seen as a murderer in Cheng Shang’s eyes. With Cheng Shang’s personality, he would surely pressure her to go to the police station.

"I believe you, Zhiwei," Cheng Zhiyin said firmly, "I know my sister is not that kind of person."

As they spoke, Zhou Lin walked in and saw Cheng Zhiyin, nodding slightly in greeting, "Sister is here."

Cheng Zhiyin clearly felt Cheng Zhiwei’s hand tighten, not knowing whether it was out of fear or anger.

Zhou Lin approached and naturally touched Cheng Zhiwei’s forehead, tender and considerate, "Hmm, the fever has gone down."

Then he casually suggested, "If Sister is free, she should stay here and keep Zhiwei company."

"No," Cheng Zhiwei almost immediately retorted.

Cheng Zhiyin felt her hand being gripped tighter once more.

Zhou Lin did not get angry but patiently persuaded, "I can’t stay by your side, Zhiwei, but if Sister is here, I would feel at ease."

"Aunt Wang is here to keep me company," Cheng Zhiwei said, casting her eyes down and firmly declining, "Sister needs to go back to the countryside with our parents."

Zhou Lin looked down at Cheng Zhiwei, who appeared calm yet exceptionally insistent.

He "hmm’ed" in response, pulling up the blanket before continuing, "It’s good for Sister to go back with our parents to unwind. At the start of the spring term, I will have Secretary Zhang arrange her job."

It was a promise made about Cheng Zhiyin’s employment.

Cheng Zhiwei merely said, "Okay," in a highly perfunctory manner.

"Then let Sister join you for dinner?" Zhou Lin suggested considerately, like an almost perfect fiancé.

However, Cheng Zhiwei only felt irritated. She loosened her grip on Cheng Zhiyin’s hand and turned her head to look at Zhou Lin, her eyes filled with coldness, "I already said, Sister is going home to be with our parents, she won’t be dining with us."

Zhou Lin’s expression darkened, but he said nothing and turned to leave.

"Zhiwei, what’s going on with you two..." Cheng Zhiyin started to ask.

What on earth had happened?

"It’s nothing, we just had another argument over Seo Zhenzhen," Cheng Zhiwei said lightly, " if you can stay by our parents’ side, maybe I can still come home for the New Year."

Cheng Zhiyin knew she had been considering divorce and thought she wanted to live with her family after separating, so she agreed, handing over her house keys to her.

"If you miss me, come stay for a few days."

"Okay."

When Cheng Zhiyin left, she did not encounter Zhou Lin. She thought about it and went to Zhang Yuanheng’s office, but what she heard there was shocking.

"Her hearing had already been declining, but now blood has gotten into her ears causing inflammation, and then being pushed into a cabinet worsened the situation considerably."

"Is it incurable?" Zhou Lin asked in a cold, slow voice.

"It was possible to gradually treat it, keeping the hearing loss within a reasonable range, but this impact has made the situation quite dire."

Cheng Zhiyin stood dumbstruck at the door. What had she just heard? Was Cheng Zhiwei’s hearing deteriorating?

Was it because Zhou Lin had physically pushed her?

Thinking of the bandage on Cheng Zhiwei’s forehead, she clenched her fingers instinctively, her eyes reddening severely. She initially thought of barging in to confront Zhou, but then the thought hit her: what if, in his anger, he lashed out at Zhiwei again?