The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 26 His Evil is Directed Only at Her

Chapter 26: Chapter 26 His Evil is Directed Only at Her

Cheng Zhiwei sang under the watchful eyes of the crowd; finding an excuse to dismiss her was impossible.

Wen Ya was the first to applaud, two hundred percent satisfied, "I felt Miss Cheng’s voice was quite good when I heard it on the computer, and now listening to it live really dazzles people, Miss Cheng’s voice truly is the most suitable."

Cheng Zhiwei thanked Wen Ya for her compliments and stood beside He Ye confidently and generously.

Zhou Lin’s gaze wandered somewhat. Cheng Zhiwei’s voice was indeed very good, but... the obedient way she stood beside He Ye was not very pleasing.

He strode over, his stern face carrying a touch of indifference, "So, you’ve already decided?"

As soon as he spoke, the praise for Cheng Zhiwei’s voice stopped, and everyone sensed the threat in that simple statement.

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her fists and met Zhou Lin’s gaze, which was full of mockery and hidden malice, as if to say, she, Cheng Zhiwei, would never be able to escape from the palm of his hand.

Wu Chengshuang quickly said, "Young President Zhou, don’t be angry, we haven’t made a final decision on who it will be yet."

Cheng Zhiwei pursed her lips and lowered her gaze; she felt so insignificant in the face of capital.

Bai Zhuzhu leaned softly against Zhou Lin, smiling provocatively, "Sister Zhiwei, I’m really sorry, but this opportunity is mine. I have some other resources in my hands, do you want me to recommend them to you?"

He Ye frowned, "Director Wen?"

In the end, the final decision was still up to Wen Ya.

Cheng Zhiwei no longer held any hope since Zhou Lin’s investment was likely to be substantial, no one would be foolish enough to refuse, and to offend Zhou Lin was to offend the god of wealth.

If she wanted to continue mixing in this circle, she would have to follow Zhou Lin’s wishes.

Wen Ya glanced at Cheng Zhiwei and blinked, "Miss Cheng, can we talk about this later, okay?"

Cheng Zhiwei was already prepared mentally, and faced with such a result, she did not show any disappointment; after all, leaving a good impression on Wen Ya today meant there might be opportunities for collaboration in the future.

Bai Zhuzhu glanced at Cheng Zhiwei, "Thank you, Director Wen, for the opportunity. I will definitely work hard and not let you down."

He Ye’s expression turned sour, "In that case, I’m taking my lyrics and music with me."

"Of course." Wen Ya nodded.

Wu Chengshuang spoke up, "But..."

Those were the masterpieces of the talented He Ye, and just by mentioning his name, everyone knew how good the songs would sound.

The director was being foolish.

Bai Zhuzhu spoke with a smiling face, "Producer Wu, don’t worry, if they are not prepared with something suitable here, my team will quickly create an appropriate tune."

She expressed her disdain for He Ye.

Wen Ya had someone fetch the contract.

She signed with Bai Zhuzhu first, and just when everyone thought it was over, she pulled out another contract and handed it to Cheng Zhiwei, "Miss Cheng, I would like to invite you to sing an interlude for the drama I’m filming. What do you think?"

Cheng Zhiwei was stunned; she had thought there wouldn’t be an opportunity.

He Ye’s dark face broke into a smile, one that showed he had known all along. He solemnly handed the contract to Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, you earned this on your own merit. Congratulations."

Zhou Lin’s hand was in his pocket, his face showing no emotion, and Bai Zhuzhu swallowed back her words of complaint.

Cheng Zhiwei smoothly signed the contract, joy lighting up her eyes, that brilliant shine at this moment all belonging to He Ye, "Senior, thank you."

Bai Zhuzhu couldn’t suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart, "Director Wen, wasn’t it said to be the theme song at first?"

I thought I could outshine Cheng Zhiwei.

Wen Ya frowned, "Didn’t I give you the contract for the theme song?"

Bai Zhuzhu was at a loss for words, the contract she signed was indeed for the theme song.

But why should Cheng Zhiwei...

"Let’s go." Zhou Lin dropped the sentence and walked away expressionlessly.

He Ye burst into joyful laughter, "Really thinks he can cover the sky with one hand."

This was the plan he had discussed with Wen Ya. They couldn’t afford to offend Zhou Lin, so they gave Bai Zhuzhu the position she wanted, but they also rearranged for Cheng Zhiwei. Wen Ya really liked Cheng Zhiwei’s voice, clean and clear. She wouldn’t give up on Cheng Zhiwei because of a Bai Zhuzhu.

"Aren’t you afraid he’ll get angry?" Cheng Zhiwei asked.

Offending Zhou Lin could have terrible consequences.

However, Wen Ya shook her head, "Young President Zhou isn’t that foolish. We’ve worked together several times, I understand him."

Cheng Zhiwei fell silent. So his malice was only directed against her alone?

"As for Wu Chengshuang, he will be fired soon." Wen Ya’s tone turned cold when she mentioned this person, "I heard about yesterday’s incident, Miss Cheng, I’m really sorry."

"It’s nothing." Cheng Zhiwei was somewhat distracted, feeling very uncomfortable at the thought of Zhou Lin targeting her for revenge.

He Ye knew about her relationship with Zhou Lin and had pity in his eyes. He changed the subject and asked Wen Ya about the shooting. After a few more words, they left.

"Zhiwei, actually, an insert song might be even better. After all, a line or two can showcase your talent." He Ye consoled Cheng Zhiwei, "Many people skip the opening and ending songs when watching TV dramas, so don’t take it to heart."

"I’m fine, senior. I owe you a favor again." Cheng Zhiwei gathered her thoughts and gratefully said, "I’m already very satisfied with this opportunity."

"Just consider it an advance gift for you joining my studio. Let’s go, let’s go have dinner."

"Alright."

The two got into a car and left. Meanwhile, not far away in another vehicle, the driver tentatively asked, "Young President Zhou, shall we leave now?"

"Go." Zhou Lin’s tone was taut. Those who knew him were aware that this meant he was angry.

"Brother Lin, is Sister Zhiwei really that good at singing?" Bai Zhuzhu was mentally scheming and tentatively asked Zhou Lin, "If I had known she was this impressive, I should have sought her advice earlier, so I wouldn’t have embarrassed myself today."

She looked as if she were out of sorts.

Zhou Lin didn’t pay attention to her words. His mind was still on the image of Cheng Zhiwei and He Ye chatting and laughing. The thought roused a wave of irritation deep inside him. If he hadn’t run out yesterday, she would have been bullied by some old man, but she had not only failed to thank him but had even given him a cold look.

Heartless woman.

"Brother Lin?" Bai Zhuzhu wore a complicated expression and called out again. She could guess that Zhou Lin’s sudden distraction was related to Cheng Zhiwei.

Could it be that Zhou Lin was also captivated by Cheng Zhiwei’s voice?

Impossible.

"What is it?" Zhou Lin came back to his senses and glanced at her indifferently.

Bai Zhuzhu gently tugged at his sleeve, "I’ll go apologize to Sister Zhiwei. At first, I really didn’t know this spot was meant for her. With all this commotion, she’ll definitely misunderstand you, Brother Lin. I’ll go and explain to her."

Zhou Lin’s expression was unflustered as if nothing had just happened, "Director Wen’s dramas are always big productions. Tell your people to handle this well."

"I understand, Brother Lin, but actually, not many people have the patience for the ending song, and the insert songs... Director Wen only mentioned it was a trial for the ending song at first, and never said it was for an insert song." Bai Zhuzhu spoke gently and cautiously, but she was actually dissatisfied. Wen Ya was clearly playing both sides.