Chapter 397: Chapter 397: Married Women Always Lack a Sense of Security

"Have you been under a lot of pressure lately?" Zhou Lin suddenly asked.

Every word Cheng Zhiwei wanted to say was stuck in her throat.

Zhou Lin knew his words were harsh, and he explained, "There really wasn’t any information about He Mingzhu in Qiqi’s phone watch. I know you’re worried about Qiqi, but we need to rely on evidence."

Cheng Zhiwei looked down and sneered, "Okay, I understand."

She turned and headed upstairs.

Zhou Lin, feeling helpless, followed her. "Zhiwei."

Cheng Zhiwei sharply shook off his hand, her gaze icy. "Zhou Lin, He Mingzhu is not a good person."

"I know," Zhou Lin replied soothingly.

But to Cheng Zhiwei, it was just perfunctory.

He didn’t really believe there was an issue with He Mingzhu.

"Mama?" Cheng Xing, who seemed to have noticed something was off, rushed over with his little legs, calling out worriedly.

No matter how aggrieved Cheng Zhiwei felt, she couldn’t argue in front of her child.

She bent down and hugged Cheng Xing. "Mama is fine."

Cheng Xing coquettishly clung to her, refusing to leave.

The confrontational atmosphere immediately dissipated.

Cheng Zhiwei, holding Cheng Xing, returned to the living room and watched TV with her on the couch.

About half an hour later, Zhou Lin came downstairs and said to her, "Come out with me for a bit."

He also picked up Zhou Ruoki. "Bring Qiqi with."

Cheng Zhiwei left Cheng Yang and Cheng Xing with Wang Mei and silently followed.

Hospital.

Cheng Zhiwei followed Zhou Lin into the hospital room.

In the room, He Mingzhu leaned against the bed, her face still slightly swollen, and standing not far away were two middle-aged men.

One of them, Cheng Zhiwei had seen at Lawyer Seo’s house, surnamed Wen, and the other bore a resemblance to He Mingzhu.

Their identities were obvious.

Wen Yongan spotted Zhou Lin first, his smile faint. "Ah Lin is here."

As for Cheng Zhiwei, he simply ignored her.

The man next to Wen Yongan looked stern and did glance at Cheng Zhiwei, but his gaze was unfriendly.

He Mingzhu helplessly said, "Dad, I already said I’m fine. Why did you call Ah Lin here?"

He Rongwei spoke in a low, stern voice, "You’re young and thin-skinned. Some things you find hard to say, and letting people bully you is not acceptable. Dad will handle this for you."

He turned to Cheng Zhiwei sharply and asked, "You are Cheng Zhiwei, right? I just want to ask you, did you say that Mingzhu incited your son Zhou Ruoki to distance himself from you, leading you to hit Mingzhu? Did such a thing happen?"

"Uncle He..." Zhou Lin tried to speak.

"Zhou Lin, we’ll talk about your responsibilities later. This is not your place to speak right now," He Rongwei interrupted him.

He continued with Cheng Zhiwei only, "Well, did it?"

Cheng Zhiwei responded indifferently, "Yes."

"Where’s the evidence? There should always be evidence," He Rongwei demanded.

Cheng Zhiwei looked towards Zhou Ruoki. Although Zhou Lin had said that there were no contacts of He Mingzhu in Zhou Ruoki’s phone watch, the person in question was right there.

She stated plainly, "I heard Qiqi contacting her."

He Mingzhu defended herself tearfully, "Zhiwei, Qiqi and I really aren’t close. I only took him home that day because Uncle Zhou was getting treatment and Auntie had to accompany him; they had no time, so they asked me to do it."

She paused, biting her lip. "As for contact information, I never left it with Qiqi. You can check if you like."

"Let me see Zhou Ruoki’s phone watch. Let’s see if there’s any contact information for Mingzhu," He Rongwei looked towards Zhou Lin.

Zhou Lin, expression unchanged, moved Cheng Zhiwei a step back and addressed He Rongwei, "I checked, indeed there is no contact information for Miss He."

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Zhiwei’s voice rang out, "Qiqi, tell everyone, did you contact Miss He?"

Zhou Ruoki lay on Zhou Lin’s shoulder, his lips pursed.

Cheng Zhiwei’s heart sank.

The next second, Zhou Ruoki said in a thin, delicate voice, "No."

Those two words made Cheng Zhiwei’s mind go numb.

She looked up, meeting Zhou Ruoki’s somewhat guilty, evasive eyes.

She knew Zhou Ruoki didn’t like her, but she didn’t expect him to lie at this moment.

He Mingzhu’s voice was clearly right there, yet felt extremely distant. "Zhiwei, I know you’re unhappy about the marriage alliance between Ah Lin and me, but see, Ah Lin still chose you, and I truly wish you well. You can rest assured."

She spoke tearfully, turning the situation into Cheng Zhiwei’s act of revenge.

Cheng Zhiwei was portrayed as a woman consumed by jealousy.

Cheng Zhiwei clenched her fingers, restraining her body’s tremor.

She had already felt something odd about Zhou Ruoki, but she didn’t expect him to actually listen to He Mingzhu.

He Rongwei patted He Mingzhu’s shoulder, signaling her to watch her emotions, then spoke up, "Zhou Lin, you are capable, but Mingzhu isn’t the type of woman who clings to a man. ’Mingzhu, Mingzhu,’ even from these two words, you should understand that she is the one I’ve doted on since childhood, and I’ve never even wanted to hurt a single hair on her head."

His last few words were especially stern.

Wen Yongan looked at Cheng Zhiwei with displeasure, frowning. "You can’t blame a three-year-old child for lying, can you? Besides, I hear he’s your biological son."

"Uncle He, Uncle Wen, there’s been a misunderstanding in this matter," Zhou Lin knew what they wanted was a gesture, so he was very sincere, "when Mingzhu gets better, let’s all sit down and talk."

He Mingzhu bit her lip, "Ah Lin, I’m not blaming you or Zhiwei."

"A woman, especially a married woman, always feels insecure," He Mingzhu spoke generously. "I understand."

Then she looked at He Rongwei and Wen Yongan, "Dad, Uncle Wen, let’s leave it at that. Don’t make it difficult for Zhiwei; let Ah Lin handle it."

See, how understanding.

That’s when Cheng Zhiwei truly understood He Mingzhu’s tactics.

For today, He Mingzhu had made early contact with Zhou Ruoki; perhaps that day when Zhou Ruoki was in his room calling ’Auntie He’, it was also part of her plan.

Naturally, the goal was to lead her into a meeting and create an incident.

He Mingzhu got what she wanted.

Wen Yongan spoke gently, "Mingzhu, you are the heir of the He family. Many journalists and media are watching you. You being bullied like this has caused a lot of rumors, impacting both you and the He family. Yet at this time, you still consider others. I honestly don’t know what to say about you."

"Your Uncle Wen is right. To hit your face is to hit the face of the He family." He Rongwei looked at Cheng Zhiwei, "You’ve got to pay the price for your mistakes."

"Enough, Dad. I’m really fine. Don’t make it hard for Zhiwei," He Mingzhu gently tugged at He Rongwei’s clothes, acting coquettishly, "Dad, I know you mean well, but this is our young people’s matter. Please stay out of it."

He Rongwei had no choice but to agree, "Alright, alright, we’ll do as you say, but an apology is necessary, right?"

He spoke sternly, "Cheng Zhiwei, Mingzhu is willing to forgive you. Shouldn’t you apologize?"

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