Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Zhuzhu is timid, Cheng Zhiwei, you’ve done enough
Bai Zhuzhu bit her lip, desperately holding back the smile at the corner of her mouth, and feigned an exaggerated cry, "Sister Zhiwei, how could you do this?"
She somberly propped up her head, "Please don’t pressure Brother Lin like this, okay? He has good intentions, and you doing this could really harm Miss Xu."
Cheng Zhiwei’s shoulder hurt, her hand also hurt, but she had no one to rely on and had to bear it alone. She tried to speak, but as her mouth opened, a taste of blood surged forth.
She knew she couldn’t talk anymore.
But if she left now, what would beco of Xu Tian?
In a flash of inspiration, she suddenly rembered the card Bai Zhuzhu had hidden away.
Almost imdiately, she took a few steps to the bed, reached to lift the quilt, and grabbed the card—this could at least prove Bai Zhuzhu wasn’t as kind as Zhou Lin thought.
At least, it was a chance.
Bai Zhuzhu imdiately realized Cheng Zhiwei’s intention. Her face changed, and she lunged forward to block her, her whole body pressing down on the quilt. If Cheng Zhiwei wanted to get the card, she had to pull her off.
Bai Zhuzhu scread, "Sister Zhiwei, I’m begging you, don’t hit , don’t hurt ."
While she cried out, she flailed her arms—on first glance, it really looked like Cheng Zhiwei was bullying her, and she was rely defending herself.
Little did anyone know, she had just taken the opportunity to scratch Cheng Zhiwei several tis.
"Cheng Zhiwei, what are you doing?" Zhou Lin’s furious voice bood as he grasped Cheng Zhiwei’s hands, lifted them, and pushed her out.
Cheng Zhiwei stumbled, her body crashing against the wall with a "thud," and she slid down to the floor.
Zhou Lin’s eyebrows twitched, "Cheng..."
"Young Madam," Secretary Zhang reacted quicker, hurriedly checking on Cheng Zhiwei’s, seeing her pale face, his own heart skipped a beat, "Young Madam, let
help you out."
Cheng Zhiwei brushed off Secretary Zhang’s hands, steadying herself slowly against the wall.
"Sister Zhiwei, are you okay?" Bai Zhuzhu took a few steps toward Cheng Zhiwei and feigned concern, reaching out to pull her up.
Cheng Zhiwei, emotionless, pushed her away.
This ti, she genuinely used force, and without any need for Bai Zhuzhu to fake a fall, Bai Zhuzhu did fall to the ground.
If Bai Zhuzhu claid she hit her, pushed her, then she might as well confirm the accusation, rather than suffer an unjust allegation.
Zhou Lin, expressionless, helped her up, and Bai Zhuzhu sobbed, "Sister Zhiwei, Brother Lin didn’t an it, he’s just worried about , afraid I’d get hurt, don’t bla him."
The subtle boast hidden between the lines cut Cheng Zhiwei’s heart to pieces, bleeding profusely.
Zhou Lin helped Bai Zhuzhu back to the bed and approached Cheng Zhiwei again, his brow furrowed, "Cheng Zhiwei, have you had enough?"
Cheng Zhiwei didn’t even look at him but tugged on Secretary Zhang and mouthed, "Cellphone."
Secretary Zhang’s face turned ugly, and he warily glanced at Zhou Lin. Cheng Zhiwei wanted the phone, no doubt to complain to Madam Xu.
He didn’t dare give her the phone.
Zhou Lin had the sa thought, his tone poor, "It was you who started pulling and dragging first. Zhuzhu is timid, Cheng Zhiwei, enough is enough."
Cheng Zhiwei stubbornly looked at Secretary Zhang.
Secretary Zhang internally wept buckets, yet could only speak in a low and pleading tone, "Young Madam, let
take you for a check-up first."
Cheng Zhiwei withdrew her hand and walked out.
Secretary Zhang hurriedly and cautiously followed, trying his best to serve her well, not wanting her to report him.
As soon as they left the hospital room, Cheng Zhiwei stopped. Her voice was so hoarse as if scraped by a knife, struggling and painfully she uttered three words, "No... reporting... complaints."
With just these few words, her throat started to hurt trendously again.
It made sweat appear on her forehead.
Secretary Zhang was still ekly refusing to hand over the phone, but he didn’t consider that if Cheng Zhiwei wanted to inform on him, she wouldn’t need to borrow his phone at all.
Moreover, filing a complaint didn’t have to happen right away. If she had wanted to, she could have told Lin Yu when Xu Tian was taken away yesterday.
It was just that she already regarded herself as an outsider and didn’t want to trouble Lin Yu anymore, nor did she want Lin Yu to be worried about their affairs day and night.
Seeing that Secretary Zhang wouldn’t give her the phone, Cheng Zhiwei went straight for the nurse’s station.
Secretary Zhang got a shock and quickly followed her, afraid that Cheng Zhiwei was still after a phone. But arriving at the nurse’s station, he found out that Cheng Zhiwei didn’t ask for a phone but for so paper and a pen, and she was feverishly writing sothing.
In less than a minute, Cheng Zhiwei slapped the paper she had written on, onto Secretary Zhang’s body. Her eyebrows coldly raised in a mockery that was unmistakable.
By the ti Secretary Zhang finished reading the words on the paper, she had already strode away.
Her throat was sore; she was going to find ng Qiancheng.
Secretary Zhang handed the paper to Zhou Lin, who looked gravely but didn’t blow up on the spot.
"What’s written on the note?" Bai Zhuzhu asked curiously as she leaned in. Zhou Lin took the note and told Bai Zhuzhu to rest well as he sat in the hospital room, working on a tablet.
Bai Zhuzhu was half-lying on the hospital bed, her palm clutching the card, hating Cheng Zhiwei to death for suddenly appearing, which caused her not to have enough ti to secure the card. As soon as Zhou Lin left, she determined to transfer the money from the card imdiately.
Thinking about that, she secretly felt happy again.
It was such an easy million, and it even allowed her to cause trouble for Cheng Zhiwei, killing two birds with one stone, which was just too good.
After a while, Secretary Zhang ca in and whispered to Zhou Lin, "I’ve checked the surveillance; Madam Xu indeed ca here."
Zhou Lin expressionlessly closed his tablet; he thought back to the mont Cheng Zhiwei suddenly rushed over. She must have been looking for that card.
But he truly thought she was trying to harm Bai Zhuzhu, which is why he pushed her at that ti.
Perhaps it was his guilt from pushing Cheng Zhiwei that made the normally partial Zhou Lin finally realize sothing was off this ti. He didn’t think this was one of Cheng Zhiwei’s self-injury sches anymore.
He stood up, walked to the bedside, and asked Bai Zhuzhu with a frown, "Did Madam Xu co to see you?"
Bai Zhuzhu’s face turned pale instantly, her heartbeat quickened, and Zhou Lin’s question signified he knew.
After a silent mont, Bai Zhuzhu took the initiative to hand a card to Zhou Lin. She bit her lip and said softly, "This card... I was about to tell you. This is from Madam Xu. She insisted I act against Miss Xu. You know I’ve been sick and just didn’t have the strength to refuse, so I accepted it first, planning to tell you. Brother Lin, I wasn’t trying to hide this card."
She looked utterly innocent.
But Zhou Lin was not pleased by her words; instead, his expression beca even more severe, "Zhuzhu, you have made so accomplishnts now, and it would be best if you could change so of your bad habits."
Blushing from the embarrassnt, Bai Zhuzhu felt as if Zhou Lin had seen through her ugly true nature. She tried to argue, "Madam Xu really forced it on . Brother Lin, please believe ... Is it Sister Zhiwei? Did she deliberately tell you sothing to make you misunderstand that I took Madam Xu’s money?"
Zhou Lin’s gaze deepened bit by bit, "Zhuzhu, you did wrong on this."
He was not a fool; whether Bai Zhuzhu accepted the card or Madam Xu forcefully gave it to her, he could easily figure it out with a little thought.
He handed the card to Secretary Zhang before addressing Bai Zhuzhu, "You don’t need to worry about Xu Tian’s matter."
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