The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 195: Why Did You Approach My Sister?

Chapter 195: Chapter 195: Why Did You Approach My Sister?

Zhou Jinzhong had barely enjoyed a month of his triumph with Meng Qiancheng before Zhou Lin and Zhou Chenyuan joined forces to kick him out of Zhou Group, and all his years of effort were destroyed overnight.

Zhou Jinzhong suddenly looked much older as he said coldly, "I helped him out because I promised his father. As for where he has gone, I have no idea."

Zhou Lin scanned the surroundings, his sharp features lifting in disdain, "I was thinking of sparing you because of your age, letting you enjoy your remaining years, but you had to provoke me, fine, I’ll oblige you."

"Zhou Lin, what do you want to do?" Zhou Jinzhong clenched his cane, "If you want to find Meng Qiancheng, go look for him. Throwing a tantrum here, do you really think I can’t handle you?"

"Third Uncle, you’ve had too comfortable a life for too long. Have you forgotten who gave it all to you? Starting tomorrow, you won’t receive a single benefit from Zhou Group," Zhou Lin said coldly, looking at him. "And those useless little companies you hold? They’re going bankrupt, one by one."

Zhou Jinzhong’s wrinkles on his face trembled, "Zhou Lin, you wouldn’t dare."

"Where is Meng Qiancheng? If you tell me, I might still leave you something to be buried with."

...

When Cheng Zhiwei woke up, she found her hands and feet tied, lying on a bed. She looked around and realized the room was small, and through the glass, she could see an endless expanse of water outside.

Water?

She quickly realized that she must be on a boat.

Struggling to sit up and not having managed to get to the window to take a closer look, the door was pushed open from the outside, revealing Meng Qiancheng’s face.

He was holding a bowl of noodles, set down the bowl, and gently lifted Cheng Zhiwei’s hair to put on her hearing aid.

Cheng Zhiwei’s expression shifted slightly, but she said nothing.

Meng Qiancheng initiated conversation, "I knew you were awake. Hungry, aren’t you? I cooked you a bowl of noodles."

His tone was calm and normal, nothing like the gloominess he displayed previously at the hospital room door of Seo Zhenzhen.

Yes, previously, Cheng Zhiwei, engulfed in anger, wanted to drag Seo Zhenzhen out and die together, but at the door, she encountered Meng Qiancheng, and before she could speak, a pain in her neck caused her to pass out.

Her current situation... Meng Qiancheng had kidnapped her.

Lowering her gaze, Cheng Zhiwei looked outside, "Where are we now?"

"On the sea," Meng Qiancheng did not hide, "I’m taking you out of the country."

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart skipped a beat, "Out of the country?"

Meng Qiancheng’s calm face gradually twisted as he mentioned Zhou Lin, clenching his chopsticks hard, "Zhou Lin is a sly scoundrel, he has pushed me to this extent; I can no longer stay here."

He paused, softening his tone slightly, "I originally only intended to take Seo Zhenzhen out to prevent Zhou Lin from chasing us, but it turns out you’re here too. No matter, I was planning to come back and get you once everything was settled. Now it’s perfect."

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart tightened slightly, feigning curiosity she asked, "You’re not dealing with Zhou Lin anymore?"

Meng Qiancheng smiled, his dark eyes fixating on Cheng Zhiwei, "Weiwei, I know how they bullied you and you want revenge. But I’m sorry, I can’t do it right now. However, rest assured, I’ll figure something out. As for now, Seo Zhenzhen is here. If you feel like having some fun, go ahead, but don’t kill her. After all, I still need to use her to deal with Zhou Lin."

Cheng Zhiwei listened with a racing heart, wondering how Meng Qiancheng could say such things without changing his expression.

She didn’t speak, and Meng Qiancheng was even more tender, "Weiwei, don’t be afraid, I won’t hurt you."

"Why go after my sister? You knew that getting involved would ruin everything." Cheng Zhiwei finally couldn’t help but question him out loud. At that time, at the Cheng Family, Cheng Zhiyin also treated Meng Qiancheng with the affection one would show a younger brother.

She hated Zhou Lin, but she wouldn’t sympathize with Meng Qiancheng; he should never have involved Cheng Zhiyin.

He had ruined Cheng Zhiyin’s future.

Meng Qiancheng’s tone became harsh looking at the noodles that were slowly becoming soggy, "It was Sister Zhiyin who approached me, saying you were beaten by Zhou Lin, not only were you injured, but even your ears were affected. She wanted to save you."

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart clenched tightly as she murmured subconsciously, "How could she have known?"

She kept it from everyone because she was afraid this would happen.

Meng Qiancheng’s gaze shifted slightly, "I think, maybe Zhou Lin deliberately let her hear this so that she would come to me, then he could catch us all in one net. After all, this method is quite effective; He Lanzhi has used it before."

Cheng Zhiwei turned her head, her gaze passing through the small porthole towards the outside, "She’ll have to go to prison, right?"

Meng Qiancheng was silent for a few seconds, "Sorry, Weiwei, I thought it would work."

Cheng Zhiwei thought to herself, how conceited he must be to think his mind games could surpass Zhou Lin, who had been maneuvering in the business world for years.

"But don’t worry, once I get Zhou Group, I will compensate her," Meng Qiancheng promised.

But Cheng Zhiwei just bowed her head, showing no trust in his grand statements.

Meng Qiancheng wasn’t in a hurry; after all, she was in his hands now, and he held all the cards. He glanced at the completely soggy noodles, tossed them aside resolutely, and then picked up Cheng Zhiwei, "The weather is nice today. I’ll take you outside to see the sea and make you something else to eat."

Cheng Zhiwei had no right to refuse and was carried out by Meng Qiancheng.

The weather outside was indeed good; only the wind was strong, and the sea was an endless expanse of deep blue. It was impossible to see the land or even discern their location.

There were several men in black dispersed around the deck.

Meng Qiancheng placed Cheng Zhiwei on a chair and considerately covered her with a blanket. Then he instructed someone to bring over a new bowl of noodles, "A soup boiled with freshly caught fish, it’s very fresh; try it."

Cheng Zhiwei’s hands and feet were bound, so Meng Qiancheng fed her bite by bite, tenderly caring for her as if cherishing her in his palm.

However, Cheng Zhiwei only had a few bites before her face suddenly showed a look of pain, and she turned her head and vomited.

"Weiwei," Meng Qiancheng’s face stiffened.

Cheng Zhiwei vomited, then sighed weakly, "Sorry, Brother Qiancheng, I can’t eat this."

"Is it because of me?" Meng Qiancheng suddenly stood up, his face looking awful, "Am I making you sick?"

"You’ve misunderstood; my health has been bad recently, and I’ve been like this for some time, unable to eat anything." Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes weakly, leaning back in the chair. Upon opening them, her eyes were filled with tears, "Zhou Lin is already making me miserable enough, please don’t push me further."

Meng Qiancheng’s demeanor softened again, he tore a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, his tone returned to gentle, "If you can’t eat, then don’t eat."

He moved a chair to sit beside Cheng Zhiwei, speaking unhurriedly, "Whenever I see a ship, I’m reminded of the time when I was eight years old, secretly hiding in a ship’s cabin returning to the country by myself. I spent nearly half a month at sea; I almost died of dehydration."