The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife
Chapter 60: The three of them standing together is just disgusting to the nth degree.

Chapter 60: Chapter 60: The three of them standing together is just disgusting to the nth degree.

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t even glance at Zhou Lin as she threw back the covers and got off the bed.

Watching her put on her shoes and head for the door, Zhou Lin pulled her back, "Where are you going?"

Cheng Zhiwei shook off his hand, "It’s none of your business."

It was complete, unabashed disgust, not even worth a second glance from her.

She didn’t wish to say another word.

"Cheng Zhiwei, what’s wrong with you now? Don’t you want your parents to come back?" Zhou Lin really couldn’t understand. She had just been begging him to help her parents, and now that she had woken up, she had completely changed her attitude; her personality was truly odd.

Cheng Zhiwei stopped in her tracks, turned her head, her black hair swinging in a detached, resolute arc through the air, her dark eyes half fixed on him, half on the ground. Her slender lashes covered all the emotions in her eyes.

She turned to ask Wang Mei, "How long was I unconscious?"

Wang Mei replied honestly, "About eight or nine hours."

Cheng Zhiwei raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhou Lin sarcastically, "You see, I was unconscious for eight or nine hours. If you really wanted to help me, with your ability, my parents would probably have already gotten off the plane by now."

Zhou Lin squinted his eyes; he realized that Cheng Zhiwei had regained her composure.

It was as if last night’s hysteria had never happened.

He didn’t explain.

And Cheng Zhiwei didn’t need his explanation. Yesterday, she had been completely provoked, which was why she had been so agitated, but after regaining her senses, she recognized a fact from the bottom of her heart. That was, if Seo Zhenzhen could stop Zhou Lin the first time, she could stop him a second time. Her full desire for revenge wouldn’t easily allow her parents to be transferred back.

Begging Zhou Lin would be no different from humiliating herself.

So, she wouldn’t beg him again.

Her head still ached, and her chest felt stuffy, but Cheng Zhiwei didn’t want to stay here any longer. The mere thought of Seo Zhenzhen being in the same hospital made her feel nauseous.

But just as she opened the door, she ran into Seo Zhenzhen and Bai Zhuzhu in the corridor outside the ward.

Cheng Zhiwei paused briefly, her expressionless face passing by them, and in the moment they brushed shoulders, Seo Zhenzhen called out to her, "Zhiwei, wait."

Cheng Zhiwei’s cold gaze fell on her, silently watching.

Seo Zhenzhen turned her wheelchair to face Cheng Zhiwei, her beautiful face filled with remorse and helplessness, "I came today to apologize to you."

Cheng Zhiwei, having regained her reason, just slightly lifted the corners of her lips, casting a glance at Bai Zhuzhu, whose complexion was a mixture of pale and green, clearly upset yet struggling to contain it, "Are you going to say that Bai Zhuzhu wrote the anonymous letter to the school, which forced my parents to go to the Northwest?"

Seo Zhenzhen was taken aback. These were the exact words she had been preparing to say, but Cheng Zhiwei had spoken them first.

But her surprise was fleeting. A touch of gentleness appeared on her face and her voice slowed down as if she was sincerely apologizing, "I’ve asked about it, and it was indeed Zhuzhu who did it. Zhiwei, she’s my sister, and I’ve brought her here to apologize to you."

Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes, clear cut between black and white, sparkled with mockery as she watched Bai Zhuzhu, her words laced with sarcasm, "Sisterly love?"

Bai Zhuzhu clearly understood that Cheng Zhiwei was mocking her. She clenched the handles of the wheelchair tightly, but the next second, she looked down, feigning a pitiful appearance as she apologized, "I’m sorry."

Perhaps Zhou Lin saw her terrifying and malicious side—she no longer pretentiously called Cheng Zhiwei "Sister Zhiwei."

Seo Zhenzhen gently patted Bai Zhuzhu’s hand with doting sympathy before explaining to Cheng Zhiwei, "Zhuzhu has always been rash and straightforward. She wanted to stand up for me, so she wrote the complaint letter without realizing the serious consequences it would bring."

Cheng Zhiwei really admired Seo Zhenzhen; on one hand, she directed Bai Zhuzhu to take the fall, and on the other, she subtly emphasized her own pitiable state of having lost her legs because of Cheng Zhiwei, maximizing Zhou Lin’s sympathy and making a big issue seem trivially small.

Those lost legs of hers were exploited to the fullest.

"Zhiwei, can you forgive Zhuzhu?" Seo Zhenzhen looked up sincerely and asked.

"Of course I can’t." Cheng Zhiwei ran her fingers through her hair. Her cold, thin smile was like a mask on her face, "Do you really think your legs are that valuable, able to be traded for this and that?"

Seo Zhenzhen’s face turned pale, her hands braced on her knees, then slowly clenched into fists, "Zhiwei, between us..." she let out a bitter laugh, "you know I can’t stand up anymore, so why attack me like this?"

Bai Zhuzhu sobbed, "It was my impulsion that made me write the letter. Cheng Zhiwei, if you need to vent your anger, take it out on me. Why speak of my sister that way? She’s already had a hard enough time."

In a few words, they pushed Cheng Zhiwei back to being seen as the villain.

Cheng Zhiwei lifted her chin, her voice especially clear in the empty hallway, "Seo Zhenzhen, I remember our deal was for me to drop the poisoning accusations against your sister, and in return, you were to explain the situation about the complaint letter at our school. Now your sister is safely by your side, but my parents have gone to the Northwest, so this deal... is void."

The last two words, she said especially slowly and heavily.

Bai Zhuzhu’s face changed color—the word ’void’ meant she still had to be caught by the police and locked up again.

Seo Zhenzhen, on the other hand, became agitated. She reached out to grab Cheng Zhiwei, but as Cheng Zhiwei stepped back indifferently, Seo fell forward onto the ground, looking both disheveled and pitiable, naturally garnering sympathy from a certain person.

"Zhenzhen." Zhou Lin rushed over, lifting Seo Zhenzhen up with urgent concern, "Are you hurt from the fall?"

His gentle tone turned furious when he addressed Cheng Zhiwei, "How can you be so vicious, knowing full well that Zhenzhen can’t move her legs?"

Bai Zhuzhu’s tears flowed even more freely, her sobs filled with self-blame, "It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have written that report. Brother Lin, you can blame me, but please don’t hurt my sister anymore."

People often say that happiness shared is double happiness.

Disgust shared is like disgust opening the door for disgust’s mother—it’s utterly revolting.

Now Cheng Zhiwei deeply felt that the three of them standing together was like disgust multiplied by the nth degree.

She took a deep breath and turned to leave.

"Cheng Zhiwei." Zhou Lin’s voice coldly followed her from behind, "Are you planning to oppose me?"

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes, her heart sharply pained and her breathing difficult. Controlling her emotions, she let out a faint smile, "As if we have ever coexisted peacefully."

Zhou Lin wanted to step forward, but Seo Zhenzhen held him back, softly persuading, "Ah Lin, don’t be angry. Zhiwei’s behavior is all because I didn’t keep Zhuzhu in check. Uncle and Auntie are still in the Northwest. Please, help her, will you? Otherwise, I’ll feel unbearably guilty."

"She deserves it for her foul temper."

People with no emotions don’t care about the feelings of others.

Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip hard, restraining the impulse to turn her head and argue. She straightened her back and left without looking back.