The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 196: She Has a Love Child, and I am a Bastard

Chapter 196: Chapter 196: She Has a Love Child, and I am a Bastard

Speaking of the past, Meng Qiancheng couldn’t keep calm, with a hint of self-mockery, "When I was abroad, I was always beaten half to death by him because I was his woman and his brother had taken away what rightfully belonged to him. Since he couldn’t torment that woman, he tormented me instead."

"Later I thought, if I returned to the country, to that woman’s side, she would surely love me, but I didn’t expect that she already had another child, and even their family of three was happily together, she never really cared about me."

Cheng Zhiwei coughed a couple of times from the blowing wind before she slowly asked, "Auntie Lin she..."

She wanted to say Lin Yu had it tough too, but realizing it was inappropriate to say so, she said, "You could actually show up in front of her and clarify your identity personally. I think, Auntie Lin would be very happy."

"How could she be happy? She has a better son, the fruit of love, unlike me, a child of sin."

He closed his eyes, the visions of Zhou Chenyan grabbing his hair and dragging him into the room to punch and kick him surfaced in his mind. Zhou Chenyan was a devil.

He never actually thought Lin Yu’s divorce was a mistake, but what he couldn’t accept was that Lin Yu had abandoned him.

She colluded with Zhou Chenyuan to steal the company that rightfully belonged to Zhou Chenyan and used the excuse of mental illness to confine Zhou Chenyan abroad. He, as the eldest young master of the Zhou family, could have grown up in luxury just like Zhou Lin.

But because of Lin Yu, he was homeless.

At the orphanage, he had studied hard, but to what end? Even his excellent grades couldn’t outweigh the malicious bullying, the curses that he shouldn’t have been born in this world. Even when things escalated, all he got were the children’s parents disdainfully throwing money at him as an insult.

Forcing him to take the money and swallow his anger.

If it hadn’t been for later meeting Cheng Shang, he would have continued struggling in the mud.

"Zhou Group originally belonged to my father. It was Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu who conspired to snatch it away; my taking it back is just and rightful." Meng Qiancheng sneered, "Weiwei, you understand me, don’t you?"

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t respond, but merely said lightly, "But you failed."

Suddenly, Meng Qiancheng tilted his head closer to Cheng Zhiwei, and the distance between them became intimate instantly, freezing Cheng Zhiwei’s breath.

Meng Qiancheng touched her cheek, his voice deep, "Weiwei, don’t worry, once Zhou Lin is dead, you’ll still be the Young Madam of the Zhou family."

Startled, Cheng Zhiwei asked instinctively, "Are you going to kill him?"

Meng Qiancheng didn’t answer but left instead.

Cheng Zhiwei hadn’t eaten anything for three days straight, visibly weakening. Aside from going up on deck the first day, she spent the following days listlessly lying in bed, even starting to develop a low fever on the third day.

Meng Qiancheng became irritable and had no choice but to remove Cheng Zhiwei’s restraints; surrounded by the ocean, weak and powerless, she couldn’t escape anyway.

After vomiting again, Cheng Zhiwei’s face was covered in tears; she lay in bed with her eyes closed, breathing heavily.

Meng Qiancheng paced nearby, frowning as he occasionally glanced at Cheng Zhiwei, pondering whether to send her to land. But someone advised him, "The old master ordered us to keep going; stopping would mean being discovered. Being found here, it’s only a matter of time before the police catch up."

"The delay won’t be much," Meng Qiancheng said indifferently, "Besides, she’s already this sick. If we keep delaying, she might die. Arrange for a boat to take her ashore immediately."

"Young master, the old master commanded not to approach the shore."

"Aren’t you listening to me now?" Meng Qiancheng’s eyes flashed menacingly as he grabbed the man’s clothes, "Do you believe I’d throw you into the sea to feed the fish?"

The man said calmly, "Throwing me overboard is pointless; we only obey the old master’s orders. We must ensure your safe passage."

"You..."

"Those who achieve great things must make sacrifices. You are too indecisive and sentimental. If the old master knew, he would definitely be angry."

Meng Qiancheng pushed the person away and coldly said, "All of you, get out."

He sat down beside the bed, touched Cheng Zhiwei’s forehead, and felt that her temperature had risen again. Gritting his teeth, he whispered into her ear, "Weiwei, hold on."

Although Cheng Zhiwei had a mild fever and appeared drowsy with her eyes closed, she was not confused and had heard the conversation between Meng Qiancheng and his subordinates.

Two days later, they were caught up with.

Cheng Zhiwei opened her eyes when she heard the noisy sounds outside, and just as she climbed out of bed, a person dressed in black suddenly entered and dragged her out.

It was very lively on the deck outside.

Seo Zhenzhen, who was captured along with her, sat in a wheelchair. Apart from being thinner, she looked in good condition and was hopefully looking at the ship opposite hers.

When Zhou Lin appeared, her voice dispersed in the wind, "Ah Lin, you’ve finally come to rescue me."

Cheng Zhiwei was pushed to Meng Qiancheng’s side, silently looking up, not knowing if it was the fever or the wind being too strong. Although Zhou Lin was not far away, she could not make out his expression clearly.

Meng Qiancheng coldly glanced at Zhou Lin, his hatred consuming all his reason as he began to laugh maniacally, "Zhou Lin, I knew you could catch up."

The sea breeze carrying the saltiness blew between the two ships.

Zhou Lin asked indifferently, "Release them now."

"Release who?" Meng Qiancheng raised his chin and asked loudly deliberately.

"I want both of them."

Meng Qiancheng glanced over, leisurely kicked over Seo Zhenzhen’s wheelchair, and dragged her by her clothes, saying, "These two, you choose one."

Cheng Zhiwei was startled and instinctively looked up at Meng Qiancheng, only catching his malevolent profile.

Meng Qiancheng felt Cheng Zhiwei’s gaze but said nothing. In reality, he just wanted to break the final thread of her attachment to Zhou Lin.

Cheng Zhiwei’s feelings for Zhou Lin had been deep and persistent for too long. This time, he was determined to make her see clearly what kind of person Zhou Lin was.

Zhou Lin frowned, his gaze passing over Seo Zhenzhen, who had fallen on the ground and looked quite disheveled. Then looking at Cheng Zhiwei, who quietly stood by Meng Qiancheng’s side, it was unclear where her treatment was better than Seo Zhenzhen’s.

He looked again at Seo Zhenzhen’s legs, which should have gradually regained the ability to stand if not for this accident.

"Not sure how to make a decision?" Meng Qiancheng spun a dagger in his hand and menacingly approached Seo Zhenzhen. "Let me think. Her legs were about to have surgery, right? Tell me, if I stab her now and really ruin her legs, would the surgery still be useful?"

"Meng Qiancheng, you dare." Zhou Lin angrily said. He glanced at the time and had come early after knowing Meng Qiancheng’s exact location. Secretary Zhang and the police were still behind.

He needed to buy time.

Seeing that he wasn’t speaking, Meng Qiancheng straightforwardly raised the knife towards Seo Zhenzhen’s legs and stabbed, causing her to scream in pain and break out in a sweat.

Biting her lip hard, she glared at Meng Qiancheng, her whispered voice audible only to the two of them, "Didn’t we agree it was going to be a fake move?"