The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 308: Which vixen have you hidden in your room?

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Which vixen have you hidden in your room?

Zhou Lin had the intention to tease Cheng Zhiwei, and simply lifted her into his arms.

With the sudden loss of support, Cheng Zhiwei instinctively wrapped her arms around Zhou Lin’s neck.

Her chin lifted as if she were offering up her lips.

Zhou Lin’s eyes darkened, and he lowered his head to bite the corner of her lips.

The moment they touched, all self-control was lost.

He pressed her against the stair railing, restraining the surging passion within him with gentle and lingering kisses.

Cheng Zhiwei struggled instinctively, but he caught her hands and locked them behind her back.

Tears welled in her eyes as she trembled, repeatedly admonishing herself internally.

To endure.

It’s just a dog bite, what’s the big deal?

His warm palm on her skin still stirred a sense of nausea in Cheng Zhiwei, and that desperate endurance finally ran out.

She pushed Zhou Lin away with force.

The ambiguous atmosphere shattered instantly.

Cheng Zhiwei turned her head to straighten her robe, clutching her chest tightly, while the other hand smoothed her slightly disheveled hair, her lips moist and shining, she whispered, "I’m sorry."

She could not accept him without reservations again.

That painful feeling was already engraved deep in her bones.

Zhou Lin stood two steps down the stairs, his face momentarily darkened, not with anger, but a sense of sadness.

Because he had personally let her go.

Clenching his palm tightly, he smiled warmly, "See, I told you that you wouldn’t accept me so easily."

Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes, moist and gleaming, "You should have someone send over a pill."

Zhou Lin’s expression turned slightly cold, "Pill?"

Cheng Zhiwei leaned lazily on the railing, "Sorry, you see I really can’t accept your affection... If I take a pill, you might enjoy yourself more."

It was as if she were considering his feelings.

But... Zhou Lin’s restrained composure was suddenly shattered by rage.

He stepped up easily and carried Cheng Zhiwei straight to the master bedroom, pressing her into the bed.

Seeing her instantly annoyed, he spoke in a mocking tone, "Do I need you to take a pill? Who do you think you’re looking down on?"

Cheng Zhiwei’s hands were pinned down by her sides, Zhou Lin’s stern face looming close, filled with deep anger.

She turned her head slightly, "I don’t mean to look down on you; it’s just that I can’t satisfy you."

"We haven’t even started yet; you’re saying this too soon."

"But..."

She didn’t want to be uncomfortable.

If she took the pill, at least she wouldn’t have to face him so lucidly.

Zhou Lin cut off her remaining words.

Gone was his gentle and patient demeanor; his kisses were now fast and fierce, as if he wanted to consume her completely.

The nightgown was rolled up, and finally, Cheng Zhiwei’s voice carried a sob, "Zhou Lin... don’t... "

Zhou Lin was ruthless. After tonight, he and she would be completely strangers, so he coldly disregarded her pitiful appearance and skillfully aroused her feelings.

Cheng Zhiwei felt like a lone boat in a storm with no direction, adrift with the waves.

"Zhiwei." A restrained voice echoed in her ear.

Cheng Zhiwei yanked off her hearing aid and threw it away, her eyes clouded with mist.

She gritted her teeth and glared at him, "Are you not capable?"

She was really about to go crazy from his slow and methodical approach, unable to escape, she preferred a quick resolution.

Zhou Lin’s forehead was covered in sweat from restraint, his arm muscles bulged into defined blocks, and he looked down at Cheng Zhiwei beneath him, letting out a faint sneer.

He lowered his head to whisper in her ear, his voice deep and meticulous, "Cheng Zhiwei, the night is still long, what’s the rush?"

He wanted her to never forget this night.

Even if there were other men by her side in the future, when they kissed her, she would have to think of him.

Cheng Zhiwei’s free hand fiercely scratched his back, the pain causing shivers and nearly making Zhou Lin lose control.

"Thump thump thump."

The urgent knocking on the door interrupted Zhou Lin’s pent-up readiness.

Sweat dripped from his chin, scalding on Cheng Zhiwei’s skin.

Cheng Zhiwei took a deep breath of relief, pushed him away, and pulled the blanket over her body, "Someone’s here."

Zhou Lin’s face darkened.

The knocking grew more insistent, accompanied by Lin Yu’s voice, "Ah Lin, are you in there?"

Zhou Lin, unwilling as he was, had to open the door with an expression of unfulfilled desire.

After all, the one outside was his own mother.

Wrapped in a robe, he opened the door but blocked Lin Yu from entering.

"What is it?"

Lin Yu scrutinized Zhou Lin from head to toe with furrowed brows, "Who’s in your room?"

As soon as she entered, she saw the half-eaten meal on the dining table, two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and two wine glasses, all indicating that Zhou Lin wasn’t home alone today.

Seeing his current state, Lin Yu immediately became angry, "Zhou Lin, have you brought another woman here?"

Cheng Zhiwei hid under the blanket, not daring to show herself, for she didn’t want Lin Yu to know that she was the woman Zhou Lin had brought home.

Clearly, Zhou Lin thought the same, which is why he didn’t answer the question. Instead, he urged his mother to leave, "No, what do you need? If there’s nothing, I need to rest."

Stuck between states, he was very uncomfortable.

And he didn’t want to waste a single minute of time to be with Cheng Zhiwei.

"Rest in the middle of the day? Who are you fooling?" Lin Yu tried to enter the master bedroom but was stopped by Zhou Lin.

"Mom, what are you doing?"

"Who’s that vixen you’re hiding in your room?" Lin Yu glared furiously, both angry and disappointed with Zhou Lin, "No wonder Zhiwei refuses to get back together with you, you’re really doing things like this behind her back."

Zhou Lin glanced backward at the raised figure under the blankets on the bed and said indifferently, "She already said there’s no possibility in this lifetime, what’s the point of me begging her?"

"How... how can you say such things?" Lin Yu was shocked, "You were the one who betrayed her affection, as well as Yangyang and Xingxing, who are your own children, do you not care about them either?"

"There are plenty who want to bear children for me. If Cheng Zhiwei refuses to give me the children, am I supposed to grovel before her? Don’t ever bring them up in front of me again."

"Zhou Lin, you really are..." Lin Yu even struggled to find the words to describe Zhou Lin’s cold-bloodedness at that moment.

He had betrayed Cheng Zhiwei, and now that she had finally returned with two smart and adorable children, instead of trying to seek Cheng Zhiwei’s forgiveness and reunite the family, he was messing around with another woman.

And it was in Sparkling Sky City, the former marital home.

"If you have nothing else, please leave. I’m busy here, and I don’t have the time to entertain you."

After finishing, Zhou Lin closed the door and even locked it from the inside.

Cheng Zhiwei had already crawled out from under the blanket and put on her pajamas.

She silently watched Zhou Lin, hesitated for a moment, but still whispered softly, "You didn’t have to do that."