The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 427: Suspected of Intentional Homicide

Chapter 427: Chapter 427: Suspected of Intentional Homicide

Cheng Zhiwei’s faint response was both sweet and torturous for Zhou Lin.

He had rushed here and couldn’t stay for long, so he couldn’t really do anything.

Moreover, he was well aware that half of her emotional response was due to the effects of the medicine.

So the harshest thing he ended up doing was punishing her with a kiss.

Finally, he held her tightly in his arms, trying to stabilize their breathing.

Cheng Zhiwei was so soft, her fingers clutching his clothes tightly.

The air was filled with a hot and ambiguous tension.

Cheng Zhiwei felt anxious and restless, her palms sweaty. Once she calmed down a bit, she asked in a soft voice, "Why did you come?"

Zhou Lin touched her hair, his voice tense in the darkness, "You and He Ye... do you think I could stay put?"

When he received those photos, jealousy nearly burned away all his rationale; not a second could he remain calm.

So he came, for he could only rest assured upon seeing her safe and sound.

Cheng Zhiwei laughed quietly, suddenly feeling good-natured, "What, afraid I won’t want you anymore?"

Before the words fell, her thigh was pinched.

Not very painful, but the location was extremely ambiguous.

Cheng Zhiwei was annoyedly flustered, "Zhou Lin, you..."

In the dim light, Zhou Lin precisely grasped her chin, his lips pressed to hers, his voice blurred and ambiguous, "Next time we meet, I want you."

Saying so, he lifted her slightly, allowing her to clearly feel his passion for her.

Cheng Zhiwei froze, not daring to move, and could only grit her teeth and curse at him, "Have you no shame?"

Zhou Lin laughed cheerfully and quietly, "Already a mother of three, what’s there to be afraid of?"

Ultimately feeling sorry for her ordeal, Zhou Lin shelved those glamorous thoughts, speaking warmly into her ear, "Everything’s fine over in Yucheng. Don’t worry."

They were completely out of touch.

Zhou Lin had arranged for someone to follow Cheng Zhiwei and was aware of her whereabouts, but Cheng Zhiwei was unaware of Zhou Lin’s situation.

"I heard Zhou Chenyan is going to marry Auntie Lin?" Cheng Zhiwei was very worried. If Zhou Chenyan truly resorted to means, Lin Yu had no way out, right?

"Yes."

"Do you have a way to deal with it?" Cheng Zhiwei quickly asked him, "And He Mingzhu..."

"Don’t worry about these things, Zhiwei." Zhou Lin gently stroked her hair, "If there’s trouble, go to Wen Ya. She is a kind person."

"Okay," Cheng Zhiwei nodded.

Just as she was about to speak, a knocking sound came from the door, and someone urged in a low voice, "It’s time to go, President Zhou."

From beginning to end, Zhou Lin only stayed in Sea City for two hours.

Returning to Yucheng, the sky was just beginning to lighten.

He silently went through the side door into the study, and within half an hour, there was a knock on the study door.

Zhou Lin, with his hair in disarray, went to open the door.

He Mingzhu was in a white nightgown, with furrowed brows showing concern, "Ah Lin, are you okay?"

She glanced over his shoulder into the study, smelled something burnt, and asked curiously, "What’s burning?"

Zhou Lin, expressionless, let her in, "Just some unimportant things."

The so-called unimportant things were all related to Cheng Zhiwei.

Zhou Lin burned them all.

He Mingzhu hurried in, instinctively reaching to pick up a half-burned photo, "What are you doing? These photos are precious, why burn them?"

Zhou Lin snatched them away, throwing them into the fire: "They’re useless now. Why keep them?"

"But, Cheng Zhiwei..."

"Don’t mention her in my presence; we’re already divorced."

He Mingzhu’s mouth corners uncontrollably curled up, aware of what had happened in Sea City and even having arranged for those anonymous photos to be sent to Zhou Lin.

Feigning a sigh, she said, "Could it be that she misunderstood something? Ah Lin, you should explain things properly to her. Our marriage alliance was just to help you get through this crisis."

Zhou Lin shook his head, slumped on the sofa, watching the flames consume those photos.

"Mingzhu, I only have you left," he muttered.

He Mingzhu was ecstatic yet maintained her dignified demeanor, "Ah Lin, don’t worry, I will always be with you."

She sat beside him, tentatively leaning on his shoulder, "Me too, I only have you."

Zhou Lin covered his eyes with his hand, not resisting her proximity.

Their relationship suddenly improved.

Even when He Mingzhu complained that her business deals at the company were being snatched up by He Ye, Zhou Lin advised her, striking a blow to He Ye’s face, helping her secure several key projects.

He Mingzhu felt she had bet on the right treasure.

When He Rongwei sought her out, she even felt a sense of triumph, "Dad, I’ve told you, He Ye isn’t capable enough."

He Rongwei was not pleased, "He Mingzhu, do you realize what you’re doing?"

He Mingzhu calmly replied, "Of course I do. I’ve said before, Zhou Lin is a capable man, and I don’t want to give up on him."

She would not give up on the He family’s company.

Moreover, Zhou Lin was much easier to control compared to Zhou Chenyan.

Zhou Chenyan was an old fox; should any trouble arise, the He family would be the first to be implicated, and she, He Mingzhu, would be the sacrificial piece.

Unwilling to accept this fate, she was determined to carve out a path for herself.

So she chose Zhou Lin.

He Rongwei angrily said, "Even if Zhou Lin is capable, it has nothing to do with you."

"How can you say that? Dad, you let He Ye live comfortably off my achievements at home, can’t I take a different path?"

Zhou Lin was her confidence.

Father and daughter argued, their first serious quarrel.

Zhou Lin provided emotional support and helped He Mingzhu devise strategies, ensuring that even if she left the company, she still had control over it.

He Mingzhu was extremely pleased.

The pair appeared frequently together, extremely affectionate.

They even set a wedding date.

Coincidentally, it was the same day Zhou Chenyan announced his marriage to Lin Yu.

After learning about it, Zhou Chenyan simply sneered.

Zhou Lin, still young, thought he could prevent his marriage to Lin Yu by this; he was thinking too much.

On the wedding day, it was very lively.

Of course, most people came with the attitude of watching a joke.

In the resting room, He Ye looked at He Mingzhu, urging her in a low voice, "Sister, please don’t hold the wedding with Zhou Lin just yet, okay?"

He Mingzhu sneered, "Hypocrite."

He Ye hung his head, "Sister, calm down. Zhou Lin isn’t a good man."

"So what?" He Mingzhu scoffed, "Also, stop calling me sister. I have no brother who stabs in the back like you do."

He Ye left with an ugly expression.

During the wedding march, He Mingzhu walked slowly but firmly towards Zhou Lin.

Just then, the music abruptly stopped, and two police officers bypassed He Mingzhu, approaching Zhou Lin.

"Zhou Lin, you are suspected of intentional homicide, please come with us."

The room erupted in commotion.

He Mingzhu stood stunned for a while before realizing what was happening and chased after the police, "Wait, could there be some misunderstanding?"

But by then, the police had already escorted Zhou Lin away.