The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 322: Initially Had It But Did Not Cherish It

Chapter 322: Chapter 322: Initially Had It But Did Not Cherish It

Is there anything Zhou Lin can’t handle?

It surely has something to do with Cheng Zhiwei.

Suddenly having another child, Cheng Zhiwei hated him even more.

Thinking about these, Zhou Lin’s thoughts became jumbled, looking at Huo Xuan beside him, he finally snapped back to reality, "Do you like Cheng Zhiyin?"

He asked simply and directly.

Of course, if it were not for liking her, Huo Xuan wouldn’t have used those words to block him during the meal, deliberately following what Cheng Zhiyin said.

He was trying to please Cheng Zhiyin.

Huo Xuan touched his face, his lips curling up, "She is the gentlest woman I have ever met."

Zhou Lin’s fingers rested on his knee, "It’s said, she can’t have children, if you have concerns, better not mess with her early on."

He brought this up in advance for Huo Xuan to consider.

Don’t end up hurting Cheng Zhiyin because of this matter again.

Leaning on his arms, Huo Xuan, with his bright eyes and radiant smile, said, "I’m DINK."

He was used to being free and believed that the deepest moment in a relationship wasn’t conceiving life, but the soul’s comforting.

Besides, the Huo Family had so many children, they didn’t need him to add anymore.

Zhou Lin snorted, casually lighting a cigarette, the smoke faintly veiling his expression, "That’s good then, congratulations, you found true love right after coming back."

Not like him, who had it once but did not cherish it.

"Tell me about your story with Cheng Zhiwei," Huo Xuan took out his phone, ready to record what Zhou Lin said.

Oh, I forgot to mention, he’s a freelance writer.

What he loves most is all kinds of stories.

Zhou Lin looked at the flickering sparks of his cigarette and chose to close his eyes for a rest.

...

Cheng Zhiwei got out of the car, bidding goodbye to He Ye.

Seeing her dejected look, He Ye wanted to ask, but knew he wouldn’t get anything out of it, so all he could say was, "Rest well."

"Hmm, senior, goodbye."

The car left.

Cheng Zhiyin took Cheng Zhiwei to a secluded spot, holding her hands tightly, and asked, "What exactly is going on between you and Zhou Lin?"

Let’s not get tangled up again.

Cheng Zhiwei, holding back tears all the way, now let them overflow, and she threw herself into Cheng Zhiyin’s arms, painfully whispering, "The police said I still have another child, one who was trafficked."

Cheng Zhiyin was stunned, "Another child?"

"They said I was originally one of triplets, but since I never had prenatal exams afterward, I never knew about the child’s existence. They took advantage of this and stole my third child."

"It’s all... all my fault... It’s my fault for wanting to use the children to divorce Zhou Lin, which led to these dire consequences."

Cheng Zhiwei sobbed uncontrollably, feeling this was retribution.

She thought of using her children even before they were born, so this was divine punishment.

Cheng Zhiyin instantly understood why she was so emotionally unstable, and comforted her by patting her back, "It’s fine, children have their own luck, we will definitely find the child."

"Xingxing is the second one, she has been frail since childhood, I can’t imagine how much worse the other child’s health could be, whether anyone is taking good care of him," Cheng Zhiwei cried heartbreakingly.

She couldn’t bring these emotions home, so she could only vent here.

"Zhiwei, it’s not your fault," Cheng Zhiyin also shed tears, "If anyone is to blame, it’s those traffickers, it’s not your fault."

"If something... if something happens to him...," Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t continue.

She didn’t wish for anything to happen to the children, but considering how frail Cheng Xing was, she always handled her with extra care, resulting in how she turned out.

The child might be in even worse health.

How could a human trafficker possibly take care of a sick child with the same meticulousness as her?

"Not at all," Cheng Zhiyin said firmly, "Zhiwei, we must believe that he is still waiting for you to take him home."

"I know, sister, I’ll definitely find him."

"Also, you should tell He Ye about this. He’s your boyfriend now, and he’s very worried about you," Cheng Zhiyin sighed, "You didn’t see his desolate look, it’s quite pitiful."

Cheng Zhiwei’s fingers curled slightly, "I know, I’ll find time to talk to him."

But not now, she temporarily could not let He Mingzhu know about finding the child, since He Mingzhu had obviously come for Zhou Lin.

So she couldn’t tell He Ye for now either.

Besides Cheng Zhiyin, she couldn’t tell anyone else.

"Mommy!"

"Mommy."

The simultaneous cries of "Mommy" rang out behind her.

Cheng Zhiwei instantly grabbed a tissue, turned her back to wipe her face, slapped her face several times to force a smile, and turned to face the two children.

"Yangyang, Xingxing," she called out.

Seeing the two children bouncing around, her heart ached so much that she almost cried again.

She hugged her two treasures close, closed her eyes, and then in a hoarse voice, said, "Let’s go, we’re going home."

"Mommy, have you been crying?" Cheng Xing’s delicate little hands touched her cheek, lips pursed, his beautiful eyes full of concern.

Cheng Yang leaned close to Cheng Zhiwei and blew gently twice, "Mommy must have uncomfortable eyes, Yangyang blowing will make it better."

Cheng Zhiwei burst into laughter, held them tight, and kissed each one, "Yes, Mommy is fine now, thank you both."

"Then let’s go home," Cheng Yang said happily, hopping forward.

Cheng Xing obediently let Cheng Zhiwei hold his hand.

Not long after they left, several photos were delivered to He Mingzhu’s hands.

Looking at the photos of Cheng Zhiwei crying her eyes out, her expression darkened, "Any leads?"

The secretary shook his head, "Not specifically yet."

"Interesting," He Mingzhu narrowed her eyes.

What exactly had happened that made Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin go to the police station together and cry like that?

She sat on the sofa for a long time before finally taking out her phone and dialing a number. Before she could speak, the person on the other end said, "Cheng Zhiwei has three children, the third child is missing."

"Missing."

"In the mailbox, there are some things I sent you. You can take a look."

He Mingzhu ended the call, clicked into her mailbox, and after reading through, everything became clear to her.

She smiled confidently, called her secretary back in, and instructed, "Check the things I sent you."

The secretary skimmed through them quickly, his expression astonished, "The child?"

"Find this child, he’s very important to us," He Mingzhu’s fingers tapped on the edge of the table, "Also, tell He Ye that I’m sick."

"Understood, young lady," the secretary left.

He Mingzhu hugged her arms, looking out the window. From childhood, whatever she wanted, she would find every means to get it, never failing even once.

This time, it would be the same.

Zhou Lin, she had set her sights on him.

As for those unsightly matters, she would clean them all up completely.

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