The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 386: It Seems Your Home Has Been Taken Over by Them

Chapter 386: Chapter 386: It Seems Your Home Has Been Taken Over by Them

Cheng Xing, with his mother’s company, soon fell asleep. Cheng Zhiwei had no intention of going out and planned to spend the night here first.

Just an hour later, Zhou Lin came in and picked her up without explanation.

Cheng Zhiwei was about to struggle when Zhou Lin whispered, "Do you want to wake them up?"

Cheng Zhiwei could only stiffen in his embrace, feeling increasingly bitter and angry.

He was using the child’s presence to manipulate her, doing whatever he desired.

She was carried by Zhou Lin to the master bedroom, and almost as soon as she was placed on the bed, she immediately sat up and jumped off.

Zhou Lin, watching her cautious demeanor, spoke with infinite patience, "The toiletries and clothes are all available, see if there’s anything missing, and I’ll have someone prepare it for you."

Cheng Zhiwei scanned the room, she had been there once or twice, and the room had almost not changed since the time she left, still decorated as she had left it.

Looking at it just made her feel repulsed.

"I’m not staying here." Cheng Zhiwei raised her eyes calmly, her gaze cold, "Arrange another room for me."

She had been brought here forcibly because she was weak.

But she had her dignity, and sharing a bed was something she could not do.

After all, nobody decreed that if he was nicer to her, she should gratefully forgive him.

Zhou Lin rubbed his temples, his tone was gentle, but his stance firm, "I disagree."

"Zhou Lin."

Zhou Lin lit a cigarette, grabbing her wrist and sitting down beside her.

Her temper flared.

"Sit down, I have something to say." Zhou Lin spoke, his tone leaving no room for dispute.

Cheng Zhiwei was not someone who lost all reason when angry, she would listen if he explained.

"Speak."

"I won’t marry He Mingzhu, but my father insists, so only if we remarry, or the child takes the Zhou surname, will he drop the idea of the marriage alliance." Zhou Lin laid it all out clearly.

"What does that have to do with me?" Cheng Zhiwei looked up at Zhou Lin and scoffed coldly, "The marriage alliance is the Zhou Family’s matter, and who you marry is your choice, what does that have to do with me?"

Why should she be forcibly brought back because he didn’t want a marriage alliance?

Was she just a tool for him to avoid this marriage?

Zhou Lin looked down at her sarcastic expression, swallowing hard, "I don’t want to marry any woman, you understand what I mean?"

"You’re not suggesting your refusal to enter into the alliance is for my sake, right?" Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t help but laugh out loud, "Zhou Lin, don’t try to pin this on me, after all, we’re nothing to each other."

She made herself very clear.

Whatever Zhou Lin did had nothing to do with her.

The room fell silent, the atmosphere heavy.

Zhou Lin stared at Cheng Zhiwei, seeing no sign of jest on her face, she truly did not care.

He could marry any woman as long as it wasn’t her.

His heart felt like it was being tightly squeezed, and Zhou Lin was rendered speechless.

She was right.

Whom he married or didn’t marry, what did it matter to her?

Growing agitated, he lit another cigarette. The flickering flame and swirling smoke gradually calmed him down.

His voice, hoarse from the smoke, drawled, "I know you think it’s none of your business, you even probably wish I’d get married, but I just want to use you."

He spoke with conviction.

Cheng Zhiwei laughed derisively, "Use?"

That word was like a double-edged sword, stabbing them both.

Zhou Lin averted his gaze, "Three months."

Cheng Zhiwei snorted.

"Three months, I’ll do my best to ensure I have enough say, and if you still want to leave after three months, I’ll let you go."

This was Zhou Lin’s promise, his tone somewhat cold, "Don’t forget the conditions clearly stated in our divorce agreement, as far as I know, you haven’t intended to fulfill it so far."

Cheng Zhiwei was furious, scoffing coldly, "How can I trust you?"

He had broken his promises too many times.

Zhou Lin looked down at her condescendingly, "Do you have a choice?"

Cheng Zhiwei was at a loss for words, and after a long moment, she replied blandly, "Three months, fine, I agree."

Zhou Lin extinguished his cigarette, a trace of a smile appearing between his brows, knowing this would be the outcome.

Very good.

It was not the time to push further, so he took the initiative, "If you’re tired, just rest. I’ll stay in the guest room tonight."

He left understandingly.

Cheng Zhiwei, furious, threw a pillow.

She barely slept all night, staring at the ceiling, the world must really be round for her life to come full circle back to Zhou Lin.

Even if it was just for three months, the days would be tough.

At dawn, when the horizon started to lighten, Cheng Zhiwei finally fell asleep.

At eight in the morning, Zhou Lin came in, seeing Cheng Zhiwei sleeping very sweetly, he gently and carefully kissed her forehead and then quietly left the room.

He was in a good mood, intercepting Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing at the doorway as they were coming to find Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Yang, hands on his hips, asked sternly, "Where’s Mom?"

Cheng Xing pursed her lips, staring at Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin simply picked up the two children, one on each side, full of smiles, "Mom is sleeping, let’s go have breakfast first."

"No, I want to find Mom," Cheng Yang’s temper flared, kicking and punching.

He had woken up to find himself in a strange place, was about to cry, but seeing his sister by his side, he held back.

Now, he had to see his mom.

Otherwise, he would make a scene.

Just beginning to interact, Zhou Lin didn’t want to upset the two children, gently negotiating, "I’ll take you to see mom, but you have to promise not to disturb her."

Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing looked at each other, both nodded in agreement.

Zhou Lin carried the children into the room, they carefully leaned over the bed edge, quietly looked for a while, then agreed to leave.

After breakfast, Zhou Lin went to his study to handle some work, while Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing played in the living room.

Cheng Yang, carefreely, immediately forgot all about his circumstances as soon as he saw the toy cars, playing joyfully.

Cheng Xing sat on the couch, watching TV.

When Zhou Ruoki entered, he was stunned standing at the door, not realizing at first what was happening.

How were they here?

He was about to enter when he was stopped by someone next to him.

He Mingzhu crouched beside him, her lips curling slightly in a feigned surprise, "Wow, how come they are here?"

"Could this be their new home from now on?" He Mingzhu sighed sympathetically, "It seems your home has been occupied by them."

Tears suddenly welled up in Zhou Ruoki’s eyes, his lips quivering.

These past days, he had been in the hospital continuously because Zhou Lin had said that if he couldn’t think clearly, he would have to stay there until he did.

Zhou Ruoki, still a child, couldn’t really stay in the hospital all day, Lin Yu, feeling sorry for him, had just decided to send him back home.