The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 375: If you need me, come over obediently by yourself

Chapter 375: Chapter 375: If you need me, come over obediently by yourself

"I’m glad you’ve come around," Yu Shuhua’s anxiety subsided as she exposed the gauze on her wrist for He Ye to see, "Mom knows she went too far this time, but it was all for your good."

"Your sister is going to have a strategic marriage with Zhou Lin, he’ll soon be your brother-in-law. What kind of look is it for you to be with Cheng Zhiwei?"

"Besides, if she had agreed to go abroad with you from the beginning, this wouldn’t have happened." Yu Shuhua softened her tone, "It’s all because Cheng Zhiwei didn’t cherish you."

"I understand. Since you all want me to work at the company, I’ll go. But I hope you won’t bother her again in the future. That’s my condition." He Ye’s voice was indifferent.

"As long as you’re willing to go back, I agree to it all," Yu Shuhua happily promised.

Upstairs, Cheng Zhiwei stood by the window, silently watching, with an astringent feeling fermenting in her chest.

I’m sorry, senior.

She grasped the curtain and pulled it shut abruptly, forcing herself not to look anymore.

The sound of knocking began, each strike filled with Zhou Lin’s anger.

Yes, Cheng Zhiwei had gone upstairs first and locked the door directly.

No matter how Zhou Lin knocked from outside, she didn’t open it.

Soon there was no more knocking, and Cheng Zhiwei thought that Zhou Lin, a man who valued face, must be furious and had already left.

Outside, Zhou Lin indeed had left, not out of anger but because an important meeting was waiting for him.

Since Cheng Zhiwei wouldn’t let him in, he might as well go to the company first.

As for this place, he would come back later.

After picking up his things, he picked up the children from school.

Cheng Yang spoke unhappily, "He Yuming didn’t come to school today."

Cheng Zhiwei had been busy with her own affairs these past few days and hadn’t asked how Xu Tian’s divorce lawsuit was going. Cheng Yang’s mention of He Yuming reminded her.

"I’ll ask Auntie Tiantian," Cheng Zhiwei comforted.

When the children reached home, she immediately called Xu Tian.

But the call went unanswered twice.

Cheng Zhiwei thought perhaps she was busy, after all, divorcing He Lanzhi wasn’t so easy, so she sent a message asking about the situation.

Half an hour later, Xu Tian responded that she was fine, she was taking a bath and hadn’t seen the messages.

Six o’clock now, taking a bath?

Cheng Zhiwei frowned, feeling something odd, and called again through video.

But the person who had just replied didn’t answer the video call.

Cheng Zhiwei called again, still no answer.

Strange indeed.

A bad premonition rose in Cheng Zhiwei’s heart.

With Xu Tian’s personality, she would definitely return her call, not just text.

But the only person she had contact with from the He family was He Lanzhi’s mother.

Asking her, she wouldn’t get anything.

Cheng Zhiwei sat idly in her room for a while, remembering the lawyer Zhou Lin had found for Xu Tian.

Maybe, he would know something.

Reluctantly, she had no choice but to call Zhou Lin.

The call connected quickly, and Zhou Lin’s sarcastic voice came through, "Aren’t you the one who abandons allies? Why are you calling?"

Both of them knew that what was said to He Ye was deliberate.

Zhou Lin said Cheng Zhiwei had abandoned allies and he wasn’t wrong.

Even though Cheng Zhiwei didn’t have much affection for Zhou Lin, she blushed slightly, but Xu Tian’s matter was more urgent.

She could only apologize first, "I’m sorry."

"Sorry doesn’t cut it, or you wouldn’t have locked me out, Cheng Zhiwei, you think I would still trust you?" Zhou Lin lazily scoffed, "I didn’t realize you’ve become like this."

Cheng Zhiwei, needing his help, could only bear his sarcasm, "I truly am sorry."

Zhou Lin laughed mockingly, "You have no credit left with me."

She avoided him like the plague, so calling him must mean she needed something.

But this time, he wouldn’t let her off easily.

"If you need something from me, come over here yourself."

Zhou Lin hung up the call.

Cheng Zhiwei gripped her phone tight. Go to him?

After hesitating and struggling for three seconds, Cheng Zhiwei went to her room to change, handed the kids over to Wang Mei, and left.

But before leaving, she saw the soup Wang Mei had stewed and still put some in a thermal container to take with her.

Arriving at the Zhou Group building.

She stood outside for a while before going in.

The front desk had been instructed and sent Cheng Zhiwei straight up in the elevator as soon as she appeared.

She went unobstructed to Zhou Lin’s office.

But Zhou Lin wasn’t there.

Secretary Zhang took the initiative, "President Zhou is in the conference room for a new project cooperation meeting. Please wait."

Cheng Zhiwei nodded, waited for over ten minutes, and feeling a bit bored, walked over to the window.

The large floor-to-ceiling windows offered an unrestrained view of the entire cityscape.

Just then, the office door opened.

Before she entered, He Mingzhu’s voice came through, efficient but laced with warmth.

"Thank you so much for ensuring the smooth progression of this project."

Zhou Lin nonchalantly said, "Pleasure to do business."

He Mingzhu laughed with charm, "Shall we have dinner together?"

"No, I have plans," Zhou Lin said bluntly.

He Mingzhu’s tone still carried a smile, but there was a slight change, "Plans?"

"Whatever Miss He wants to eat, put it on my tab," Zhou Lin instructed Secretary Zhang, entering the office.

But He Mingzhu followed him in, her slender and pretty fingers brushing past her ear, "The dinner can wait, Ah Lin, I still have some questions about the project..."

She was speaking, but her voice halted abruptly at the sight of the figure by the window.

Zhou Lin said he had plans; she suspected it was Cheng Zhiwei, so she deliberately said she had questions about the project to keep Zhou Lin there.

But she hadn’t expected Cheng Zhiwei to actually be here.

Seeing the thermos on the table, Zhou Lin’s mood immediately brightened, but there was also a hint of annoyance from being disrupted by He Mingzhu.

He said, "Whatever questions you have, you can talk to Secretary Zhang first."

He Mingzhu only showed a momentary loss of composure, quickly regaining her poise and feigned surprise, "Zhiwei, what are you doing here?"

Then, raising her voice, "No wonder Ah Lin wouldn’t go out to dinner with me. It’s because you’re here. It seems I’m intruding."

"You don’t mind if I take up a little of Ah Lin’s time, do you? After all, this project is truly important," He Mingzhu innocently spread her hands and shrugged.

Cheng Zhiwei crossed her arms and arched an eyebrow, "I don’t mind. Feel free."

She could tell that He Mingzhu was doing this on purpose, calling him "Ah Lin" repeatedly to emphasize her closeness with Zhou Lin.

But she didn’t like Zhou Lin, so what did it matter to her?

He Mingzhu smiled, "Then I will trouble Miss Cheng to wait outside for a while."

Before Cheng Zhiwei could even move, Zhou Lin already said, "No need, she’s one of us. Just say whatever you need to say."

He Mingzhu stiffened. One of us?

Cheng Zhiwei is one of us?

What on earth made her one of us?

Fury surged within, nearly breaking her composure.