The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 384 Cheng Zhiwei, I Don’t Have a Third Option for You

Chapter 384: Chapter 384 Cheng Zhiwei, I Don’t Have a Third Option for You

Zhou Ruoki didn’t run away as before when he saw her, instead, he just stood there, a look of hurt flashing in his eyes.

Cheng Xing was also startled and asked in a low voice, "Mom, what’s wrong?"

Lin Yu asked with concern, "Zhiwei, are you alright?"

She knew Zhou Chenyuan probably wanted to say something to Cheng Zhiwei, so she assumed Cheng Zhiwei was distracted because of that matter.

She felt incredibly guilty.

But that was Zhou Chenyuan’s decision; she couldn’t say anything.

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart was in turmoil, all focused on Zhou Ruoki. She took Cheng Xing’s hand and hurriedly said, "We have something to do, so we’ll be going."

Cheng Yang was obedient and immediately prepared to leave.

Cheng Xing, however, asked, "Mom, can Qiqi come to our house to play?"

Cheng Xing had always liked and been kind to Zhou Ruoki.

"No," Cheng Zhiwei didn’t even think about it and blurted out.

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized her attitude and tone were problematic; she paused, then patiently explained, "Qiqi’s grandfather is sick, and he needs to stay here with his grandfather, understand?"

Of course, Cheng Xing understood. She tried to wriggle free from Cheng Zhiwei’s hand to say goodbye to Zhou Ruoki, but Cheng Zhiwei held on tightly, and she couldn’t break free.

Confused, she called out, "Mom?"

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly came back to her senses, hesitated for a while, and then slowly let go, her expression tense as she watched Cheng Xing.

Cheng Xing ran up to Zhou Ruoki and said softly and sweetly, "Qiqi, when your grandfather feels a bit better, come over to my house to play, okay?"

Zhou Ruoki looked at Cheng Zhiwei, a sensitive child who could sense Cheng Zhiwei’s dislike for him.

Perhaps dislike wasn’t the right word; it seemed more that she just didn’t want Cheng Xing to play with him.

Realizing this made him a bit sad, so when faced with Cheng Xing’s invitation, he just shook his head without speaking.

Cheng Xing pursed her lips in disappointment and returned to Cheng Zhiwei’s side.

Lin Yu hesitated, then said to Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhiwei, about Ah Lin..."

"Auntie, I know." Cheng Zhiwei knew what she was about to say, and not wanting to hear it, she promptly interrupted.

"Zhiwei."

"We’re already divorced; it’s normal for him to remarry. I have no issues with that, if he and..." Cheng Zhiwei paused, then chose different words, "No matter who he ends up with, I wish him well."

Her tone and demeanor were serious, showing that her words were sincere.

Lin Yu wasn’t ready to give up, and tried to keep the conversation going, "I can see that he has deep feelings for you, and now that you have a child together, why not try again?"

"It’s not suitable," Cheng Zhiwei said succinctly.

It wasn’t suitable before, and there was no reason why it would suddenly be suitable now.

Lin Yu sighed. Initially, she thought Zhou Lin had wronged Cheng Zhiwei and was eager for them to divorce so that Cheng Zhiwei could escape the misery.

But now, seeing Zhou Lin’s pain over Cheng Zhiwei, while she thought he deserved it, she also felt some sympathy for him.

Since Zhou Lin had come to realize his mistakes, it would certainly be better if they got back together.

But because she knew how badly Zhou Lin had treated her in the past, she only dared to mention it and didn’t dare to say more.

Cheng Zhiwei left with the two children.

In the parking lot, Zhou Lin was already waiting. He put out his cigarette from afar when he saw them coming, and walked over.

His expression was unchanged; Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t tell what he was thinking and didn’t bother asking.

After taking the two kids home, Cheng Zhiwei was pulled outside by Zhou Lin.

The frustration that had been lingering in Zhou Lin’s brow now came to the surface. "Zhiwei."

He didn’t know how to start the conversation, but he had to speak.

"Let’s remarry."

Four words, extraordinarily heavy for Zhou Lin.

For Cheng Zhiwei, they were nothing but supreme irony.

"I refuse," she scoffed, "I’ve said it before, Zhou Lin, I don’t like you anymore."

"Just for the sake of the children," Zhou Lin could only think of this reason, his eyes reddening with emotion, "Kids need a healthy family environment to grow up in, right?"

Cheng Zhiwei took a step back, her voice tinged with sarcasm, "They have grown up with me from a young age, they’re already used to a life without a father."

For Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing, the word ’father’ was merely a word in terms of its meaning.

Whether they could grow up healthy without a father was just self-deception. Could their family, unable to live in harmony, really be beneficial for the children’s development?

Zhou Lin’s lips twitched; Zhou Chenyuan’s words still echoed in his ears.

Either let both children take the Zhou surname and return to the Zhou Family,

Or he would marry He Mingzhu.

Otherwise, Zhou Chenyuan would make a move against Cheng Zhiwei and the children.

Zhou Lin could protect Cheng Zhiwei and the children, but with Zhou Chenyuan’s capabilities, he wasn’t sure he could always keep them safe.

"They are my children too. I want them to have a name in the Zhou Family."

This was the safest method Zhou Lin could think of; having a name in the Zhou Family was like changing their names, meeting Zhou Chenyuan’s requirement, and at the same time, the kids could still keep the Cheng surname.

How perfect.

But Cheng Zhiwei didn’t agree, and even found it laughable, "Zhou Lin, have you gone mad?"

He had said before that he wouldn’t fight for the children, so why was he suddenly wanting to give them a name now?

What was he trying to do?

Zhou Lin pulled Cheng Zhiwei back, his voice low but with a hint of pleading amidst the firmness, "Zhiwei, it’s just a name in name only, privately, it won’t affect anything."

"No," Cheng Zhiwei didn’t buy any talk of ’it won’t affect anything.’

In her view, having a name in the Zhou Family was setting a precedent.

Zhou Lin would only step by step make more excessive demands, and later, he might even want to change the names on the identity documents.

She would never agree to that.

Zhou Lin’s temper showed signs of not being held back any longer, "Cheng Zhiwei, we’re negotiating here, what will it take for you to agree?"

"I won’t agree," Cheng Zhiwei said bluntly, "Don’t bring this up again, the children are mine alone, if you want to see them you can come, but don’t even think about anything else."

Besides, Zhou Ruoki was still at the Zhou Family, what more could he be dissatisfied with?

Zhou Lin’s demeanor turned cold, "Then let’s remarry."

Two choices, both made by him.

Cheng Zhiwei nearly laughed in anger, cheeks flushed—if she weren’t at the entrance to her house, fearful that the children would overhear, she really would have cursed aloud.

For now, she could only lower her voice, "Zhou Lin, do you have no shame?"

"If I had no shame, would you agree to remarry?" he asked earnestly.

Cheng Zhiwei: "..."

She almost choked on her own saliva.

Were these really words that the cold and ruthless Zhou Lin would utter?

Cheng Zhiwei took a deep breath and controlled her emotions firmly, "I’ll say it again, I will not remarry, and the children will not have the Zhou Family’s name. That’s it. Now please leave."

She turned to leave.

Zhou Lin pulled her back, nearly grabbing her forcefully and holding her tightly.

"Cheng Zhiwei, I don’t have a third option to offer."

His warm breath fell on Cheng Zhiwei’s ear, carrying a dark threat.