Chapter 187: Chapter 187: Guess, Why Ah Lin Refuses to Agree to a Divorce with You

"Director Wen."

"Zhiwei, I’m sorry, let’s collaborate again when there’s a chance in the future."

"I understand." Cheng Zhiwei clenched her cell phone, having foreseen a day like this.

Yet, when she actually received the call from Wen Ya, it still felt like her heart was being twisted by a knife.

All her efforts had been in vain.

Now her hearing was even worse, and it was uncertain if she’d ever be able to engage with music again.

No sooner had Wen Ya hung up than He Ye’s call came through, his voice anxious, "Zhiwei, Director Wen said..."

"I already know," Cheng Zhiwei cut him off, pausing for a few seconds before continuing with difficulty, "Release a statement, just say that you’ve fired me."

He Ye’s studio had always been in a precarious position, receiving criticism only second to her.

She felt sorry for failing the friendship and support of Senior He Ye.

"Zhiwei, how could this be possible?"

"It’s okay, Senior, thank you for giving me this opportunity. It’s my own issue. If there’s a chance in the future, I’ll come to you again."

He Ye’s tone was filled with deep frustration, "I’m sorry, Zhiwei."

"It’s okay. Having had that opportunity, I... am already content."

Even if she was suddenly back to square one, she still felt grateful to him.

But... her phone slipped from her hand as she pulled the covers over her head, tears silently falling.

In the end, she felt heartbroken.

After a while, it was Xu Tian’s voice that arrived, "Yueyue."

Cheng Zhiwei looked up with red, swollen eyes, "How did you get here?"

Xu Tian stroked her hair, her face showing exhaustion, "I just got off the plane when I received a call from Zhou Lin. He asked me to check on you. How are you doing?"

If Cheng Zhiwei’s situation wasn’t severe, Zhou Lin would not have asked her to come.

Cheng Zhiwei closed her eyes briefly, gathering her negative emotions, and forced a smile, "I’m fine. You’ve been on a business trip for so long, you should head home first."

Xu Tian was trying to avoid a forced marriage, thus she had been working hard lately to find a way to alleviate the financial strain on the Xu Family. Cheng Zhiwei did not want to distract her or let her own issues add to the already troubled situation of the Xu Family.

"But..." Before Xu Tian could finish, her phone rang, and she dismissed the call after a glance.

Yet the phone rang persistently right after that.

Xu Tian simply put it on silent.

Cheng Zhiwei then knew it must be an extremely important call; otherwise, Xu Tian would have already answered it and scolded someone, or just blocked the number.

She had only silenced it, which meant it must be someone very important.

There really was no need to keep Xu Tian here with her.

Cheng Zhiwei said indifferently, "Zhou Lin has always tried to threaten me by using the people around me. He asked you to come as a reminder that if I don’t obey, he will target you. So, Tiantian, please stay out of my affairs."

Though it was an excuse made up on the spot, it was nonetheless true.

"Yueyue."

"Please, do as I ask, I beg you," Cheng Zhiwei implored once more.

Xu Tian found herself at a loss for words, and after a while, she spoke with heavy apology, "I’m sorry, I can’t stay by your side."

"Let’s go." Cheng Zhiwei urged.

Xu Tian hugged Cheng Zhiwei, then took her luggage and left.

In the empty hospital room, Cheng Zhiwei sat with her knees bent, looking out the window as the pitter-patter of rain sounded in her ears. It wasn’t loud, but it was incessant.

That cell phone number, which had called many times, called again.

From dawn to dusk, she hadn’t changed her position.

Until Seo Zhenzhen suddenly burst in, and at that time, there was nobody in the sickroom besides Cheng Zhiwei.

Apparently, she had chosen this moment on purpose.

She sat in her wheelchair, clad in hospital attire, looking at the pale-faced Cheng Zhiwei, and laughed with a snort, "Cheng Zhiwei, look at yourself now. You really make me happy."

Cheng Zhiwei lowered her gaze and said coldly, "What are you here for?"

"Heard your collaboration with Director Wen got suspended?" Seo Zhenzhen spoke in a tone of false pity, taking delight in the misfortune, "Poor thing. Thought you’d make a comeback with this opportunity, but they dumped you in the end."

Her sharp mockery continued, "Cheng Zhiwei, guess why I didn’t expose the past as soon as I returned?"

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her fist tight, her nails leaving red marks on her palms.

Seo Zhenzhen covered her mouth, laughing joyfully, "Because I know very well, the feeling of falling flat on the ground is different from tumbling down from a height."

If Cheng Zhiwei had faced failure from the start, she wouldn’t have too many regrets, but having success within reach, only to be harshly thrust down again, inflicted a fatal blow.

Seo Zhenzhen intended to pull Cheng Zhiwei down viciously when she was full of pride and joy.

To make her live in failure for a lifetime, living under the shadow of Seo Zhenzhen.

"Seo Zhenzhen, aren’t you afraid your dear little sister will come back for you?" Cheng Zhiwei sneered, looking at her mockingly.

"She meddled in things she shouldn’t have, she deserves it." Seo Zhenzhen didn’t think she had done anything wrong, her attitude arrogant, "Also, Cheng Zhiwei, it’s not over yet."

"What more do you want?" Cheng Zhiwei gritted her teeth, glaring at her with hatred.

Seo Zhenzhen pursed her lips and chuckled, not answering the question, but instead said, "Guess why Ah Lin refuses to divorce you?"

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart twisted, her gaze steady on Seo Zhenzhen.

The answer to this question was vividly reflected in Seo Zhenzhen’s expression, without needing to be spelled out.

Her already pale face turned even grayer, and Cheng Zhiwei’s lips quivered, her voice unsteady, "What do you mean by that?"

Instead of answering directly, Seo Zhenzhen patted her leg, "Ah Lin feels sorry for me, knowing my leg makes things difficult. If he dragged me into it, I would surely get hurt."

Her words were coy, but to Cheng Zhiwei, they were thunderous.

She threw off her blanket and got out of bed; the needle on the back of her hand was ripped out, crimson blood dripped onto the white floor, leaving sharp stains.

"What did you just say?" She asked Seo Zhenzhen, her gaze extremely cold, her voice filled with deep-seated hatred.

Seo Zhenzhen hooked her lips into a smile, raised her head to meet Cheng Zhiwei’s gaze, and repeated leisurely, "I said, you’re my shield."

Cheng Zhiwei’s mind buzzed as if something had exploded suddenly.

She slapped Seo Zhenzhen hard across the face, "You are shameless."

Seo Zhenzhen covered half of her face, laughing joyfully, "Cheng Zhiwei, did you really think Ah Lin gave up half of the Zhou Group’s management rights for you? No, he did it for me, for our better future. Believe it or not, soon, he will be able to kick Meng Qiancheng out, reclaim that half of the management rights, and by then, even if you don’t want to divorce, you’ll have to, because you will have lost all your value."

If there were a blow that could shatter one’s heart and soul, Seo Zhenzhen had achieved it.

She watched Cheng Zhiwei’s countenance fall into a chaos she couldn’t extricate herself from, feeling so elated she wanted to record the moment and relish it day after day.

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