The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 466: What Did You Feed Her?

Chapter 466: Chapter 466: What Did You Feed Her?

The icy muzzle of the gun emanated a threatening presence of death. Cheng Zhiwei was frozen in place, yet she could only watch helplessly as Cheng Xing was taken away, her heart-wrenching cries echoing through the air.

"Bang!"

The sound of the gunshot exploded by her ear.

Cheng Zhiwei experienced a moment of bewilderment, but she felt no pain as she had anticipated.

The next second, she was tightly embraced, a familiar voice near her ear, "Zhiwei, I’m here."

Cheng Zhiwei clung to his clothes, her face pale and staggering, "Zhou Chenyan is still alive. Xingxing has been taken by him. Save her."

"We’ll go together."

Zhou Chenyan hadn’t gotten far with Cheng Xing before Zhou Lin’s men surrounded them.

The sky was beginning to turn fish-belly white.

Zhou Lin and Zhou Chenyan’s eyes met.

Zhou Chenyan was the first to speak, "I really didn’t expect you to find this place so quickly, much stronger than that useless Meng Qiancheng."

Cheng Xing was no longer crying; her wet eyes constantly watched Zhou Lin.

That was trust.

Zhou Lin spoke casually, "I also didn’t expect you to still be alive."

"It’s too bad you’re a step too late. I’ve already taken Cheng Xing," Zhou Chenyan said indifferently.

A gun appeared immediately behind Cheng Xing, the implication clear—if Zhou Lin made a rash move, they would kill Cheng Xing.

Cheng Zhiwei was so frightened she dared not breathe too heavily for fear of provoking Zhou Chenyan.

"Zhou Chenyan, you can try," Zhou Lin scoffed, seemingly certain that Zhou Chenyan wouldn’t dare to shoot.

Zhou Chenyan narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin continued, "As far as I know, you’ve been having nightmares all these years. Can’t forget how Yu Man died in front of you, can you? You killed your own savior."

His words caused Zhou Chenyan’s relaxed face to momentarily darken.

Zhou Lin knew more than he expected.

From a young age, Zhou Chenyan displayed great talent, and Old Master Zhou was even more strict with him. In Zhou Chenyan’s heart, those old dogmatic values were shackles.

Everyone around him was there with ulterior motives.

He hated them and wanted to be rid of them.

He was crazily longing for freedom.

Then he met Yu Man. She reached out to him in the mud, her smile so kind and beautiful.

She was the light in his heart.

But then Yu Man left, and the only light went out. He couldn’t accept it, leading to uncontrollable confinement and torture when he met Yu Man again.

Later, Yu Man died in front of him.

She died with her eyes open, staring at him amid the crowd, those beautiful eyes dim and lifeless, yet filled with hatred.

As if accusing him of how terrible he was.

From then on, Zhou Chenyan was haunted by nightmares.

Nightmares he couldn’t control, that he couldn’t escape for a lifetime.

Until a few years ago, when he learned that Yu Man had a daughter, and Zhou Jinzhong just happened to be in contact with him, he sent Meng Qiancheng to Yucheng.

Then, not long ago, knowing about Cheng Xing’s existence, he was willing to take a risk and come here.

Zhou Chenyan banished those memories from his mind, and said lightly, "Zhou Lin, since you know about me, you should know that I’m set on having Cheng Xing."

He would never return Cheng Xing to them.

As he finished speaking, Cheng Xing fainted.

The bodyguard holding her rushed to say, "She’s very hot."

Delaying further would put Cheng Xing in danger.

Zhou Chenyan hesitated for a second; he wanted a living person, not a dead body or an idiot.

Zhou Lin timely said, "You leave Xingxing here and leave. We’ll call it even."

Zhou Chenyan refused; he wanted Cheng Zhiwei to come over in exchange for Cheng Xing.

And Cheng Zhiwei, for Cheng Xing’s sake, agreed without hesitation.

Zhou Lin’s expression finally turned cold, staring at Zhou Chenyan, "Zhou Chenyan, I advise you to surrender."

"Come over." Zhou Chenyan only stared at Cheng Zhiwei.

Cheng Zhiwei slowly walked over, Zhou Lin accompanying her.

But just halfway there, Zhou Lin stopped. He demanded Zhou Chenyan send Cheng Xing over, otherwise Cheng Zhiwei wouldn’t go over.

Zhou Chenyan motioned to the bodyguard, instructing him to take the child over.

The gun behind still aimed at Cheng Xing, Zhou Chenyan wasn’t afraid of them playing tricks.

Just as the bodyguard reached the middle, a gunshot rang out.

Cheng Zhiwei was tackled to the ground by Zhou Lin, ending up covered in mud.

Then, there was prolonged chaos around her.

Sirens and ambulances blared together.

After an unknown amount of time, she was pulled to her feet.

"Zhou Lin." She turned to look at Zhou Lin but saw him still sitting on the ground, his face deathly pale, "You..."

Zhou Lin swayed, and Cheng Zhiwei immediately squatted down to embrace him, feeling the wetness on his back.

It was blood.

"You’re hurt." Cheng Zhiwei trembled as she held him.

"That’s okay, as long as you and Xingxing are safe."

Cheng Zhiwei had just opened her mouth when doctors rushed over and swiftly loaded Zhou Lin into the ambulance.

Throughout the ride to the hospital, Cheng Zhiwei was in a daze.

Until she saw Wen Ya.

Wen Ya, without waiting for her inquiry, took the initiative, "Cheng Xing is fine, her fever has gone down."

"Good, thank you." Cheng Zhiwei found her voice hoarse.

Ever since they left that place, she had contacted Wen Ya, asking her to help take care of Cheng Xing while she stayed outside the operating room.

After eight hours of surgery, the doctors declared Zhou Lin no longer in critical condition.

Cheng Zhiwei’s legs gave out, nearly collapsing.

Wen Ya quickly supported her.

"Cheng Zhiwei." Zhang Yuanheng’s weary voice came, "Go check on Cheng Xing."

"Aunt is over there," Cheng Zhiwei nodded, especially since Wen Ya had said she was no longer feverish.

Zhang Yuanheng was silent for two seconds, slightly uncomfortable, "I mean, you need to keep an eye on her, see if there’s anything in her feces."

Cheng Zhiwei froze, "What do you mean?"

"Zhou Lin had someone wrap a tiny tracking device for Cheng Xing to swallow. You need to keep an eye on it, see if she passes it out."

"What did she swallow?" Cheng Zhiwei asked again, uncertain.

Zhang Yuanheng, "To find you, Zhou Lin could only let Cheng Xing go out, but was afraid a tracker on her would be discovered, so he had her swallow it. Don’t worry, it’s not harmful to people."

As long as it comes out.

Cheng Zhiwei’s guilt towards Zhou Lin instantly vanished without a trace.

She almost roared, "She’s only three years old, and you’re feeding her that kind of thing?"

Plus, Cheng Xing was already weak; how did she manage to swallow it... and now she even has to pass it out...

She hurriedly rushed toward Cheng Xing’s ward.

Zhang Yuanheng helplessly rubbed his brow, "Originally, we chose Cheng Yang, but that man only wanted Cheng Xing."

And Cheng Xing was brave, too.

"Senior Brother Zhang." A gentle voice brought Zhang Yuanheng back to the moment.

Zhang Yuanheng looked at Wen Ya for a while before recognizing her: "Wen Ya?"

"You still remember me?" Wen Ya’s smile was radiant.

"Of course, the master used to say if you hadn’t suddenly changed fields, you would’ve definitely been his proudest disciple."

Wen Ya sincerely responded, "It’s great to see you again, Senior Brother."

Not far away, Bo Ye, who had just arrived, paused his steps expressionlessly.