The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 213: Proud People Despise Pity

Chapter 213: Chapter 213: Proud People Despise Pity

Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips and still moved back slightly, but the movement wasn’t significant. She stealthily looked up at Wang Mei, feeling the gentle aura emanating from this person, that type of pure kindness made her want to get closer.

Her subconscious was telling her this was a good person.

Under Wang Mei’s tender guidance, Cheng Zhiwei gradually calmed down, tentatively reaching out to hold Wang Mei’s hand.

"There, there, Miss Zhiwei is such a good girl," Wang Mei soothed slowly, helping Cheng Zhiwei to sit by the bed.

As Cheng Zhiwei passed by Zhou Lin, she clutched the script in her arms even tighter.

Clearly, she was afraid that Zhou Lin would snatch it away.

Lin Yu said in a deep voice, "Come out with me."

As soon as they were outside, Lin Yu questioned in a burst of anger, "What exactly is going on with you? You know full well that Zhiwei is not in good health, yet you still provoke her."

"Her throat is hoarse," Zhou Lin frowned.

"Even so, you shouldn’t snatch her things and agitate her," Lin Yu said angrily, "You have no patience with her at all."

Zhou Lin didn’t speak.

"You don’t even think about who she is doing all this for. You’re heartless; from now on, don’t come back," Lin Yu exclaimed furiously, showing no good face to Zhou Lin.

She stood by the door, not daring to go in, watching Wang Mei coax Cheng Zhiwei to sleep before she left quietly and stealthily.

Meanwhile, Zhou Lin had already gone downstairs. Zhou Chenyuan was in the living room watching financial news. Hearing the noise, he merely glanced over and asked, "What happened to Zhiwei? Your mother hurried upstairs in a panic."

Zhou Lin was silent for a while before saying, "Did I really do something wrong?"

From birth, even though he attended public school, no different from ordinary people, in private, he also received one-on-one business education.

What he learned most was that in the face of interests, all means are justified.

After all, sometimes opportunities are fleeting; if you don’t seize them, you’ll just get trampled underfoot.

Zhou Chenyuan looked up at him calmly and said, "As an heir, you’ve done very well."

The business world is a battlefield where weakness and kindness are fatal. Countless wolves and tigers are lurking in the shadows, ready to bite and tear you to shreds at the slightest mistake.

The people who can stand at the top, how many of them can claim they never used underhanded methods, that they are completely clean?

Zhou Lin gave a bitter smile, "But now I’ve become a sinner."

Everyone thinks he is wrong.

Zhou Chenyuan looked at him, as if seeing his younger self, his usually stern expression softened slightly, "What do you yourself think?"

Zhou Lin clenched his fists, "I don’t like her."

’Her’ referred to Cheng Zhiwei.

As the son of Zhou Chenyuan, his status alone meant that from childhood to adulthood, all kinds of girls would appear around him. To him, Cheng Zhiwei was just one of them, and a bit more special only because their families were close and his mother particularly liked her.

That’s all.

Towards Seo Zhenzhen, he harbored a sense of gratitude. Back then, all his close friends had girlfriends, and he was always alone at gatherings, while there were always people targeting him.

Having a fixed female companion could save him a lot of trouble.

If he had to choose someone, naturally he would choose someone who was wholeheartedly dedicated to him.

Seo Zhenzhen was his choice.

It was only later that he and Cheng Zhiwei inexplicably had a relationship, and then Seo Zhenzhen had a car accident; he believed that Cheng Zhiwei had played a trick.

And no one had ever dared to be so blatantly manipulative in front of him. Marriage, in his eyes, was also something Cheng Zhiwei had extorted through that incident.

Marriage could be taken or left, but he wouldn’t allow anyone to scheme against him in this manner. So he was angry, and he deliberately hurt Cheng Zhiwei over and over again, making her pay the price for her actions.

It meant no loss to him anyway.

"I’ve said it before, you must take responsibility for your own actions," Zhou Chenyuan reminded him indifferently, "I’m saying the same thing now. You’re an adult, and it’s up to you to consider what to do."

Zhou Lin’s throat tightened, and his chest filled with unspeakable sourness, "I understand."

To take responsibility for one’s actions; thus, Cheng Zhiwei was now his responsibility.

When Cheng Zhiwei opened her eyes, she was confused for a long time and couldn’t remember why she was in this strange room.

She got out of bed after lifting the covers and opened the window to look outside. Recognizing that this was the Zhou family’s place, she then remembered she had come over yesterday.

Dressed haphazardly, Cheng Zhiwei stepped out and encountered Lin Yu, who was just coming to check on her.

"Zhiwei, you’re awake," Lin Yu said, taking her arm tenderly, "Come down for breakfast."

Downstairs, Cheng Zhiwei greeted Zhou Chenyuan politely, "Uncle Zhou."

Zhou Chenyuan nodded and folded the newspaper, walking towards the dining table. Just then, he met Lin Yu’s cold face. Shaking his head helplessly, he placed the egg and milk in front of her.

Lin Yu hummed dismissively.

She hadn’t forgiven him yet.

In front of Cheng Zhiwei were the small wontons specially made for her by Wang Mei. After tasting a few, her eyebrows curved with pleasure, "Delicious."

Lin Yu immediately smiled, "Eat more."

By the time Zhou Lin came downstairs, Cheng Zhiwei had already eaten half of her meal. He casually handed her a peeled egg.

Cheng Zhiwei looked at him, shook her head, and said, "Thank you, but you should eat it yourself."

Zhou Lin placed the egg on the plate and pushed it towards her, "You should eat one every day. I’ll have Aunt Wang supervise you."

Wang Mei was bringing Cheng Zhiwei a bowl of chicken soup and looked at Zhou Lin in surprise upon hearing this.

Zhou Lin always called her by name; why was he accommodating Cheng Zhiwei today?

Moreover, although his tone was still that flat monotone, one could hear a hint of tenderness in it.

He had suddenly become patient.

Lin Yu was also surprised and glanced at Zhou Chenyuan across the table, wondering if he had said something to Zhou Lin.

Zhou Chenyuan then smiled at her.

Instantly, Lin Yu’s face turned cold again.

With a pout, Cheng Zhiwei reluctantly finished the egg. Most times, she was very agreeable.

After the meal, Zhou Lin left for work, and Cheng Zhiwei finished recording the last bits of the scripture, handing it to Lin Yu to give to Zhou Lin.

Lin Yu suggested, "Why don’t you send it to him yourself?"

She hoped that Cheng Zhiwei could be braver this time around and personally send the item to Zhou Lin.

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip gently and, after a few seconds, shook her head, "No, please give it to him."

She added, "Don’t tell him."

Lin Yu took her hand, asking softly, "Why not tell him? Wouldn’t it be good for him to understand your feelings?"

Even if it changed nothing, Lin Yu still hoped she would tell Zhou Lin—it was her gesture of affection.

Cheng Zhiwei still shook her head in refusal, "He’s a proud man, and if it were from me, he would only feel it was out of pity."

And proud people, they detest pity.