The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 341: Hope You Get Married Soon

Chapter 341: Chapter 341: Hope You Get Married Soon

Seo Zhenzhen had left.

Zhou Ruoki gripped her backpack tightly.

What on earth did her mother want to do?

"Qiqi, why are you standing here alone?" Lin Yu approached and took Zhou Ruoki’s hand, "Why are your hands so cold?"

Zhou Ruoki quickly bowed her head to hide her reddened eyes, "Grandma, I want to go back; it’s a bit cold."

"Alright, then let’s head back," Lin Yu led her back.

"Grandma, I just fell down; could you not tell Dad, please?" Zhou Ruoki pleaded in a soft voice, "He will get angry."

"Okay, grandma won’t tell him. Such a small thing and he gets angry; he must have forgotten how naughty he was as a child."

...

Cheng Zhiwei sat smiling across from Yu Shuhua; after the last incident, she really couldn’t bring herself to like Yu Shuhua.

Although she didn’t know exactly how He Ye had convinced Yu Shuhua, it was clear that Yu Shuhua was not too willing.

A far cry from what He Ye had claimed was his sincere intention.

Yu Shuhua forced a smile and pushed a jewelry box in front of Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, I was wrong last time. I’ve come to understand now that you’re a good kid; you and our Xiao Ye are very suitable."

Despite her sweet words, Cheng Zhiwei distinctly tasted the gritting of teeth.

She had changed her mind, undoubtedly influenced by He Mingzhu.

Cheng Zhiwei pushed the box back, "Auntie, you have your thoughts; there’s no need for this."

She refused.

Yu Shuhua’s expression turned unpleasant, but remembering He Mingzhu’s warning, she still said with a smile, "Zhiwei, these are my true thoughts."

She looked at He Ye with affection and sighed, "I’ve realized, Xiao Ye’s feelings are the most important. Since you two are already dating, you should prepare for marriage."

Marriage...

Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes twitched slightly; they were already discussing marriage.

Was He Mingzhu worried she wouldn’t marry and thereby lose a chance to get close to Zhou Lin?

Thus the haste.

Had her relationship with He Ye naturally progressed to the point of marriage, Cheng Zhiwei could have accepted it. But being manipulated like this was utterly distasteful to her.

When she was with Zhou Lin, she’d been manipulated into divorce; now, even after they had divorced, she was still being schemed against; did they think she was easy to manipulate?

"I’m sorry, auntie, He Ye and I are still focused on advancing our careers; talking about marriage isn’t quite suitable now," Cheng Zhiwei refused once again.

He Ye clenched the cup in his hand before replying with a light smile, "Yes, Mom, we just want to work on getting the studio off the ground. Once the studio is stable, we can talk about marriage."

Cheng Zhiwei gratefully looked at He Ye.

"But you two..." Yu Shuhua almost blurted out her words but held back, her smile becoming even more affectionate, "You will eventually get married, becoming one family, what does that have to do with work?"

"Xiao Ye, are you with Zhiwei just for fun?" Yu Shuhua deliberately put on a stern face to lecture He Ye.

But Cheng Zhiwei could tell, in Yu Shuhua’s words, the subtle implications were all about her.

She actually was talking about her.

She lowered her eyes without speaking, letting He Ye and his mom talk: "Of course not, I am serious, and I respect Zhiwei’s wishes."

Yu Shuhua then decided, "I think Zhiwei isn’t that kind of person. Since that’s the case, let’s set a time for me to meet with Zhiwei’s parents to discuss your marriage."

"Auntie, it’s too hasty," Cheng Zhiwei still insisted on not agreeing.

"It’s just a dinner, not an engagement," Yu Shuhua couldn’t bear it. In her view, such an excellent son choosing Cheng Zhiwei was an injustice.

Cheng Zhiwei still played hard to get. What right did she have to refuse?

It would be her good fortune to marry He Ye.

"Mom," He Ye called softly, asking his mother to stop talking, "the marriage isn’t urgent."

"How is it not urgent?" Yu Shuhua’s expression suddenly turned ugly, "She’s still ambiguously linked with Zhou Lin, what exactly does she want? She’s clearly not sincere about dating you."

"Mom."

"Auntie, I haven’t left things ambiguous with Zhou Lin; Senior knows that," Cheng Zhiwei believed that although she had made some compromises with Zhou Ruoki, she had never shown any kindness to Zhou Lin each time.

Yu Shuhua raised her chin, almost forcing her to answer, "Since you and Zhou Lin have no relationship, then why won’t you marry Xiao Ye?"

"Auntie, if you dislike me, why are you so eager for me to marry Senior? Is it He Mingzhu’s request?" Cheng Zhiwei directly addressed the matter.

Yu Shuhua’s face slightly changed. How could Cheng Zhiwei know about that?

She didn’t say a word, and Cheng Zhiwei knew she had guessed correctly.

She stood up with a cold laugh, "He Mingzhu is after Zhou Lin; as Zhou Lin’s ex-wife, I should make way for her, right? She won’t feel secure if we don’t marry, correct?"

As she spoke, her anger grew, and even her gaze towards He Ye turned cold, "Senior, do you think the same?"

He Ye turned a bit pale, slowly raising his head to look at Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, it’s not like that."

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes, then reopened them, her emotions had calmed down, "I’m sorry, Senior, I shouldn’t have blamed you for this."

He Ye would never do such a thing. This dinner was also meant to ease the relationship between her and his mother; he hadn’t expected his mom to bring up marriage.

He Ye walked over to her, took her hand, and looked at Yu Shuhua, "Mom, whether Zhiwei and I will get married is a matter for the future. Right now, I just want us to focus on our studio. Regarding my sister, please apologize on my behalf."

After he finished, he walked away with Cheng Zhiwei.

Yu Shuhua’s pent-up anger surged instantly, leaving her chest heaving with fury.

What charm does this vixen, Cheng Zhiwei, have to bewitch He Ye like this?

The dinner ended unpleasantly.

Outside, Cheng Zhiwei asked He Ye to send Yu Shuhua home and took a cab herself first.

"Zhiwei, I didn’t know she would bring up the matter of marriage," He Ye apologized.

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t blame him, as it wasn’t his idea; she simply said, "I don’t care how your sister and Zhou Lin will progress, but don’t drag me into it."

He Ye sighed heavily, "I’m sorry."

"It’s not your fault, but I hope you can convey my thoughts to your sister. I’m Zhou Lin’s ex-wife, alright, but once divorced, there’s nothing left, so stop stirring up unnecessary trouble."

Cheng Zhiwei tried to control her tone. He Mingzhu was acting this way now, who knows if she might harm her child in the future.

Some things are better cleared up.

"Alright, I understand," He Ye didn’t say much.

Honestly, he also felt very distressed at the moment. His mom had initiated inviting Cheng Zhiwei to dinner, and he thought she had really come around.

He hadn’t realized it was because of He Mingzhu.