The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 336 Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing are doing well, and Aunt Cheng is also doing well

Chapter 336: Chapter 336 Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing are doing well, and Aunt Cheng is also doing well

"Of course," Cheng Shang nodded.

Zhou Lin’s gaze shifted as he asked, "You know Seo Zhenzhen, or rather, Seo Zhenzhen’s parents."

Cheng Shang fell silent.

Zhou Lin wasn’t in a rush and simply laid out the stakes, "If this gets out, others will think Seo Zhenzhen is your illegitimate daughter."

"Nonsense," Cheng Shang’s anger flared up instantly.

"Well, if you don’t tell, everyone else will think so."

"That’s all in the past, don’t meddle in it." Cheng Shang still didn’t plan to talk. Regarding those old grievances, he felt there was no need for the younger generation to know.

Without pressing further, Zhou Lin lifted his eyes indifferently and glanced over Cheng Zhiwei, seeing she was still talking with He Ye. He chuckled softly, then stood up and called Zhou Ruoki to leave.

Zhou Ruoki immediately put down her fork, grabbed a napkin to wipe her mouth, and obediently stood beside Zhou Lin.

Guo Cuihua quickly packed some rice cakes and gave them to Zhou Ruoki to take home.

Zhou Ruoki’s small face lit up with a smile, "Thank you, Grandma."

Guo Cuihua stroked his hair, "Such a sensible child, come over and play with Yangyang and Xingxing more often."

Zhou Ruoki said goodbye to everyone one by one before leaving with Zhou Lin.

He Ye mused, "Zhou Lin has raised the child very well."

Though Zhou Ruoki was just over two years old, his temperament was already much more steady than that of his peers, even managing to be composed and gracious.

They say a child’s character at three is an indicator of his older self; Zhou Ruoki was certainly destined for greatness.

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t agree with his opinion, but she didn’t object either. Considering Zhou Lin’s hands-off parenting, it was already quite impressive that Zhou Ruoki could maintain such a character.

"Just to have such a mother is too pitiful," Guo Cuihua couldn’t help exclaiming, feeling sorry for Zhou Ruoki.

Cheng Shang frowned and glared at Guo Cuihua, "You’re the one who always talks too much."

Cheng Zhiwei touched her chin, eyeing Cheng Shang intently. At this point, Cheng Shang was still defending Seo Zhenzhen—what exactly was her relationship with him?

She truly didn’t want to suspect anything.

But Cheng Shang made it difficult for her not to.

She didn’t speak again; He Ye went to help in the kitchen, and soon laughter and cheerful voices filled the air once more.

Downstairs.

Zhou Ruoki sat in the car, clutching the box of rice cakes like a treasure, a smile constantly on his small face, a sign of his happiness that day.

Until he felt a slight weight on his head.

Zhou Lin ruffled his hair, "Having fun?"

Zhou Ruoki nodded earnestly, "Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing are really nice, and so is Aunt Cheng."

He hesitated briefly before murmuring softly, "Mommy was wrong."

In the ideas Seo Zhenzhen instilled in Zhou Ruoki, Cheng Zhiwei and Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing were not good people; they would come to take everything he had, and he couldn’t trust them.

Yet, when he was isolated by the other children, it was Cheng Xing who took the initiative to sit with him and play games.

When he was hit, it was Cheng Yang who rushed forward to help him, even making the other person cry.

Zhou Ruoki felt, after some interaction, that they were very different from what he had imagined.

Zhou Lin looked out the window, his large hand gently stroking Zhou Ruoki’s hair intermittently, his voice cold, "They are your siblings, sharing the same lineage as you, but it wasn’t as your mother said—that they destroyed our relationship. It was dad who did something sorry to Aunt Cheng, and she took Yangyang and Xingxing and divorced me."

Zhou Ruoki blinked, seemingly understanding but not quite.

"You’ve seen it yourself, they’re really good to you, aren’t they?"

"Mm."

"Yangyang and Xingxing are your brother and sister, no matter what’s between me and Aunt Cheng, they are the closest people to you in this world, so you must stand by them and be each other’s strongest support."

Some of Zhou Ruoki’s words were difficult for him to understand, but he roughly grasped what Zhou Lin meant—he was supposed to treat Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing as his family.

He thought that he was willing to do so.

Because they were all very kind and gentle people.

"You are the heir to the Zhou Group, you have to protect them, understand?" Zhou Lin’s voice was low and steady, "Dad wants you to do this."

"Okay."

Zhou Ruoki agreed promptly; there were many things he didn’t understand, but since it was what his dad hoped for, he could do it.

Zhou Lin patted his head reassuringly, "Let’s go home."

"Dad, let’s go home."

Zhou Ruoki had been very happy recently, Dad had become gentler, and he had made friends too.

If it weren’t for Seo Zhenzhen finding him, he would have almost forgotten he had a mother like that.

In a secluded corner of the kindergarten, Seo Zhenzhen, dressed in a janitor’s outfit, pinched Zhou Ruoki’s arm fiercely and hissed, "You ungrateful thing, didn’t I tell you to beg your dad to save me? What good are you?"

Zhou Ruoki was in pain and wanted to cry, but he dared not; his little face turned pale, "I’m sorry, Mom, I did ask Dad, but he doesn’t want to."

"How could he not want to, you must have taken my words as a joke," Seo Zhenzhen pushed Zhou Ruoki.

Zhou Ruoki fell to the ground, his palms immediately scraped, but he didn’t dare to cry, his eyes brimming with tears, "Mom, come home with me."

"Home? Your dad would love nothing more than to see me dead so he can take Cheng Zhiwei and her bastard back to the Zhou family, but I won’t let it happen." When Seo Zhenzhen mentioned Zhou Lin, it was with a deep-seated hatred.

Her entire life had been ruined by Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin.

"No, Aunt Cheng is a good person, and Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing are good people too, they wouldn’t do that," Zhou Ruoki tried to persuade Seo Zhenzhen of Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing’s goodness.

But what he got in return was an even greater surge of rage from Seo Zhenzhen.

She laughed coldly, "No wonder you won’t save me, you can’t wait to replace me with another mother, ingrate! I raised you with such care, and you turn out to be a cheap trick, no wonder your dad doesn’t like you."

Zhou Ruoki stood up, staring down at his shoes.

Seo Zhenzhen cursed fiercely for a while until she heard the teacher’s voice looking for someone and then warned, "Bring me your card tomorrow, do you hear me, you useless thing?"

Zhou Ruoki numbly nodded in agreement; he suddenly felt that maybe his mother didn’t like him, her son, that much after all, because if she did, she should be like Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing’s mother.

That kind of tenderness.

The teacher’s voice rose, "Qiqi, what are you doing here? Come on, I’ll take you to the classroom."

Zhou Ruoki walked back absent-mindedly.

Noticing something was amiss, the teacher immediately squatted down to check on Zhou Ruoki and found him crying; she anxiously asked, "What happened?"

Seo Zhenzhen, with her head lowered and back bent, deliberately roughened her voice, "This child just fell down, and it looks like his hand is hurt."

The teacher quickly picked up Zhou Ruoki and carried him to the infirmary in a panic.

Zhou Ruoki, resting on the teacher’s shoulder, looked back to see Seo Zhenzhen’s slowly straightening figure, her eyes icy cold.

He looked down, feeling even the urge to cry had left him.

Back in the classroom, Cheng Xing handed him the building blocks, "Let’s play together."

But Zhou Ruoki just lay on the table, unmoving.

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