The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 403: A three-year-old child, without someone’s instigation, couldn’t do such a thing

Chapter 403: Chapter 403: A three-year-old child, without someone’s instigation, couldn’t do such a thing

Cheng Zhiwei subconsciously knew that person was no good.

She quickened her pace.

"Zhiwei, stop." Zhou Lin caught up to her.

Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t hear anything; she only knew that Zhou Ruoki was in danger.

As the hooded man bent down to pick up Zhou Ruoki, Cheng Zhiwei had already reached them, embracing Zhou Ruoki in her arms first, protecting him tightly.

The man wore a mask, his exposed eyes filled with ferocity. Without saying a word, he pulled out a knife from his pocket and stabbed towards Zhou Ruoki.

Cheng Zhiwei’s body moved faster than her mind; she shielded Zhou Ruoki with her entire body, and the knife plunged into her abdomen.

It hurt so much, Cheng Zhiwei clutched at the knife, her body suddenly seizing up, collapsing to the ground.

The man yanked Zhou Ruoki toward him, single-handedly clutching his neck with force, "Die."

"Stop," Cheng Zhiwei screamed and threw herself at him, desperately clinging to the man’s hand.

Zhou Lin kicked the man away and picked up Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei’s face was as white as snow; she felt all the warmth leaving her body, the rain so cold, so chilling.

"Zhiwei." Zhou Lin’s hands were trembling as he looked at the location of the knife. The downpour quickly washed away the blood that flowed out, but the spot continued to be stained red by the fresh blood.

A shock to the system.

"The car, to the hospital now," Zhou Lin yelled out, not caring about Zhou Ruoki anymore.

"Qiqi." Cheng Zhiwei instinctively called out, her intense pain rendering her brain incapable of any thought; she only remembered that person... that person wanted to hurt Qiqi...

She had to protect Qiqi.

Secretary Zhang hurriedly picked up the nearly breathless Zhou Ruoki and took him to another car.

The words "In Surgery" glowed red.

Zhou Lin leaned against the wall, his whole being cold and desolate, his expression frozen over like ice, devoid of color.

Every time he closed his eyes, he saw Cheng Zhiwei covered in blood and hated himself for not noticing earlier, for not running faster.

"You should change into a clean set of clothes," Secretary Zhang suggested in a low voice, "that would be better for taking care of the Young Madam."

"Have you given your instructions?" His voice was soft, his solemn features overtaken by a gloomy aura, his pupils filled with a chilling frost.

The hooded man had been pinned down by Zhou Lin’s bodyguards on the spot and was now detained in a nearby room.

"He only said he saw the Young Master Qiqi alone and wanted to carry him away," Secretary Zhang relayed the other’s statement.

But if he just wanted to take the child, why would he be carrying a knife?

"Is that so?" Zhou Lin’s lips were tightly pressed, his cold laugh cutting through the air, "Did he say anything else?"

"He also said we have no right or qualifications to detain him, he wants to report us to the police."

"Haha." Zhou Lin slowly stood up, glancing at the dried blood on his hand, "Just wait here, let me know the moment she’s out."

"President Zhou." Secretary Zhang was a bit frightened by his appearance and couldn’t help but advise, "Young Master Qiqi is also in the emergency room, don’t you want to take a look?"

Disgust filled Zhou Lin’s face, "No need."

He strode away; Secretary Zhang didn’t dare let Zhou Lin go find that man alone, promptly arranging bodyguards and calling for people to come and watch.

He pulled open the car door, Zhou Lin swept a faint glance at him and leaned back in the seat to rest with his eyes closed.

With some trepidation, Secretary Zhang got into the car.

In the room, with curtains drawn, the hooded man kneeled on the ground, his face swollen and bruised, still shouting loudly, "This is illegal detention, I’m going to sue you."

Before he could finish, a kick landed on his back, sending him flying out.

He grunted and lay prostrate on the ground.

Zhou Lin was stepping firmly on his back, looking down at him from above, "Still not willing to tell the truth?"

The hooded man kept cursing, "Just because you have money and power, you think you can bully people at will? It was just a joke, I didn’t do anything to her... Ah!"

He cried out in agony, unable to continue.

Zhou Lin held a knife in his hand and viciously stabbed it through the back of the man’s hand, piercing it completely.

"Does this knife look familiar?" Zhou Lin, holding the knife handle, slowly turned it with a sinister chuckle, "Do you need me to help jog your memory?"

Secretary Zhang saw Zhou Lin like this for the first time and wanted to stop him, but when the words reached his lips, he swallowed them back.

He didn’t dare.

"This is illegal," the man shouted.

"So, killing people isn’t breaking the law?" Zhou Lin scoffed at his naivety, "By your looks, you’re not old. Do you want to spend your whole life locked up, or has someone promised to bail you out?"

"But let me tell you, don’t dream during the day; in the whole of Yucheng, I, Zhou Lin, have the final say. No one dares to rescue anyone under my watch."

"If you don’t reveal who’s behind this, you and your family will pay for your actions for the rest of your lives, never finding peace." Zhou Lin’s anger reached its zenith, his hostility erupting.

"I’ll talk, I’ll talk," the man couldn’t withstand the pain any longer and finally agreed to tell the truth, "Someone gave me a sum of money to take the kid away."

"Who was it?"

"A young man."

"What were his features?"

"Features, features... he was very handsome... I... also, also... I heard he’s a doctor."

Zhou Lin stood up straight, and the room became so quiet that only the rough breathing of the man on the ground could be heard.

Zhou Lin wiped his hands and coldly commanded, "Throw him into the police station."

Only after the man was dragged away did Secretary Zhang dare to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He had been truly scared that Zhou Lin would lose control and kill the man.

Once Zhou Lin was finished, Secretary Zhang immediately approached and showed him the newly acquired surveillance footage, "The living room surveillance was turned off by Young Master Qiqi."

Turning off the surveillance was simple, just by pressing the switch.

The last image on the monitor was Zhou Ruoki’s expressionless face.

Zhou Lin tossed the tablet onto the table, "A three-year-old child couldn’t do this without being instigated. How’s the search for the phone watch going?"

"There’s a number labeled ’Auntie’. We checked it; it’s from overseas. It might be the number the Young Madam was talking about."

Overseas?

Smoke rose from Zhou Lin’s fingertips, his complexion pale, "Is this related to He Mingzhu?"

"It doesn’t seem to be, at present," Secretary Zhang replied cautiously. For such a significant matter, he couldn’t jump to conclusions rashly.

Zhou Lin took a deep drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke choke his trachea, and walked expressionlessly to the window. Zhou Ruoki was only three years old but had already done many shocking things, presumably related to that overseas number.

But he always had his own people protecting him; when had such a number been stored in the phone watch?

The number of people who could have contact with Zhou Ruoki was very few, and it was impossible for Zhou Chenyuan and Lin Yu. The backgrounds of the remaining few had been investigated long ago.

The answer was emerging.

The words Cheng Zhiwei had spoken reverberated in his mind, and he realized that if it weren’t for that female secretary causing a commotion outside today, he wouldn’t have known such a serious incident had occurred.

By grasping the thread, a string of clues could be unravelled, and then there was the doctor mentioned by the hooded man...

Was this a declaration of war?