Chapter 170: Chapter 170: They are just a couple who dislike each other but need to cooperate.

Zhou Lin stared at her intently, trying to find a trace of bluster or a show of force in her expression, but after a long look, he only saw cold indifference towards himself in her eyes.

Truly gone were those tender feelings of the past.

His chest ached with irritation.

He abruptly slammed the door and left.

Cheng Zhiwei rolled her eyes, wondering if he had some kind of problem, acting as if she had done something to wrong him.

In fact, they were just a couple who couldn’t stand each other but had to cooperate.

It wasn’t as if he had been cuckolded.

Xu Tian timed her call to send another video, "Was that Zhou Lin just now?"

Cheng Zhiwei nodded, "Yeah, he was speaking in a weird, sarcastic tone."

Xu Tian said, "Could he be harboring some thoughts about you?"

Cheng Zhiwei instantly felt a wave of goosebumps, "What nonsense are you talking about? If he didn’t need me now, he would have kicked me to the curb a long time ago."

"But think about it, he used to dislike you because he thought you were someone with deep schemes, but after all that has happened, he knows you’re not that kind of person. It’s inevitable that he might develop feelings for you out of guilt."

"Don’t even go there, I can’t stand it." Cheng Zhiwei interrupted Xu Tian firmly, while shifting the topic, "I heard there’s been some trouble at home for you? How have you been doing recently?"

Xu Tian fell silent for a few seconds, then said indifferently, "Me? I might be lined up for an arranged marriage."

Cheng Zhiwei was startled, "Arranged marriage?"

Xu Tian sighed helplessly, "But it might not be me. My dad said whoever agrees to the arranged marriage, gets the company. That person certainly won’t sit idly by and watch the company fall into my hands. Of course, I also won’t actively wade into those muddy waters."

She did not want to become the victim of a business marriage.

"Right, take care of yourself."

After chatting for a while, Xu Tian had to attend to something so Cheng Zhiwei hung up the video and, after washing up, continued reading.

Zhou Lin did not return to the master bedroom all night.

Cheng Zhiwei didn’t bother with it and another day passed when Wen Ya arrived in Yucheng and He Ye called Cheng Zhiwei to have a meal together.

Wen Ya was around thirty years old, very decisive and capable. Every move she made was swift and resolute. During the meal, she handed over the already produced preview to He Ye and expressed the intention to collaborate for the long term.

The three of them enjoyed a very pleasant conversation.

After the meal, Cheng Zhiwei accompanied He Ye to send Wen Ya to her car. Once Wen Ya left, Cheng Zhiwei said with a smile, "Congratulations, Senior He, the recognition from Director Wen is stronger than anything else."

Happy, He Ye took out a red envelope for Cheng Zhiwei, "There’s a red packet for everyone who joins the company. Yours was supposed to be given a few days ago, but I’ve been too busy to prepare it."

Cheng Zhiwei accepted it generously and thanked him.

When the driver arrived, the two of them left.

Not far away, Bai Zhuzhu cursed with jealousy, "They actually arranged to meet Director Wen here for dinner..."

The opportunity was originally hers, but it had been snatched away by Cheng Zhiwei.

She was very aware that once Cheng Zhiwei’s voice appeared online, Cheng Zhiwei would only become more famous, reaching heights she could never achieve in her lifetime.

The fingers gripping the wheelchair’s handle were pale with tension.

Seo Zhenzhen seemed to not pick up on the resentment in her tone, saying indifferently, "Zhuzhu, don’t act rashly."

Bai Zhuzhu’s temper flared up all at once, she let go of the doorknob and walked over to Seo Zhenzhen, dissatisfiedly saying, "You’re back now, why do you still give in to Cheng Zhiwei? Zhou Lin owes you a pair of legs, he should marry you. If you don’t want to tell him, I’ll do it."

Seo Zhenzhen let out a sneer and looked up at Bai Zhuzhu with a mocking expression, "Zhuzhu, this is my business. You don’t need to interfere."

How could she not understand the thoughts of her foolish little sister?

Bai Zhuzhu’s face contorted slightly, her tone turned cold, "Sister, what exactly are you and Meng Qiancheng plotting?"

She had heard everything Meng Qiancheng accused Seo Zhenzhen of that day. At that time, she had just been released from the police station by He Lanzhi’s people, and to avoid being discovered by Zhou Lin, she had been hiding out at Seo Zhenzhen’s place.

And she happened to overhear everything that day.

Her dear sister actually schemed to get Cheng Zhiwei and Zhou Lin together. What on earth did she want to do?

Seo Zhenzhen narrowed her eyes and deliberately asked, "Were you eavesdropping on our conversation?"

After being plainly accused, Bai Zhuzhu didn’t hide anymore, staring into Seo Zhenzhen’s eyes, "Sister, I like Brother Lin. I want to be the Young Madam of the Zhou family. You have to help me."

The threat was unmistakable.

Seo Zhenzhen cast her eyes downward, "But he is the person I like."

"If you like him, why did you scheme to get him together with Cheng Zhiwei? I don’t know what you want, but I know what I want. Sister, you’ll agree, right?"

Seo Zhenzhen turned pale, but a cold smile flashed through her eyes, "Fine, I can help you, but whether you succeed or not depends on your own skills."

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Cheng Zhiwei kept running between the hospital and her studio every day, basically staying all day long, and half a month passed in this way, life seeming to have regained its tranquility.

However, under the calm surface of life, there are often undercurrents surging.

Someone, who knows who, anonymously exposed Zhou Lin’s affair online and posted several intimate photos of him with Bai Zhuzhu, including shots from events and from the airport; looking at just these few photos, their relationship was definitely not innocent.

Netizens were discussing fervently in the comments section.

Then someone leaked that Cheng Zhiwei was also involved in the North-South Bridge car accidents, and that day, her husband Zhou Lin was celebrating Bai Zhuzhu’s birthday. There was a picture attached showing Cheng Zhiwei lying in an overturned taxi, with her phone screen still lit by her side.

Plus a birthday photo from Bai Zhuzhu’s social media.

One could only describe it as conclusive evidence.

The public’s outrage was fierce, and it instantly skyrocketed to the trending searches.

After Cheng Zhiwei scrolled through the comments section, she felt no ripples in her heart, even finding a bit of satisfaction. She had spent countless days and nights over those three years looking at those photos, her heart aching, struggling to sleep at night.

Zhou Lin, this is well-deserved.

At the same time, Bai Zhuzhu was also scolded onto the trending searches, with a slew of negative revelations sprouting up like mushrooms after the rain—lip-syncing, bullying newcomers, snatching opportunities from a newcomer during auditions, and so on, the list went on and on.

As the situation fermented, those cursing Bai Zhuzhu outnumbered those cursing Zhou Lin; suddenly, she became the target of public condemnation.

In the Zhou Group’s office.

Bai Zhuzhu was sobbing, "It must be Cheng Zhiwei, she wants to ruin me."

Zhou Lin frowned, "It’s not her."

At first glance, Cheng Zhiwei was indeed the most likely suspect, but Zhou Lin knew it wasn’t her. After all, if it had been her doing, it wouldn’t have been necessary to agree not to divorce in the first place.

Bai Zhuzhu’s tears froze on her face, somewhat comical, but she quickly reacted, crying out, "How could it not be her? Besides her, who else would harbor a grudge over the delay?"

Seo Zhenzhen patted Bai Zhuzhu’s hand soothingly and advised softly, "Zhuzhu, we still don’t know who did this, you can’t wrongfully accuse Zhiwei without proof."

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