Parking lot.
Cheng Zhiwei refused to get in the car and said coldly, "Dinner is over, can you give Lawyer Seo’s contact information now?"
She had patiently accompanied him through the al.
Zhou Lin touched her cheek, but Cheng Zhiwei turned her face away.
Zhou Lin was not angry; seeing that she had not appeared particularly upset upon seeing He Ye had actually cheered him up.
"Get in the car," he said.
Cheng Zhiwei’s patience reached its limit, and she stepped back with a cold laugh, "Zhou Lin, do you think it’s fun to toy with ?"
It had been so long, and he still refused to give it.
If he wouldn’t give it, fine—she could ask soone else and might get the information, especially if Zhou Lin spoke up, people would likely give him face, which might help Xu Tian.
But Zhou Lin was really...
"I’ll take you," Zhou Lin said with a pleased curve to his lips.
His voice was uncharacteristically gentle.
Cheng Zhiwei was stunned for a mont, sowhat disbelieving, "You will take ?"
She thought he was just toying with her.
Zhou Lin lazily leaned on the steering wheel, his thin lips slightly pursed, his eyes brimming with laughter, "What, you think I’m deceiving you?"
Cheng Zhiwei bit her lip and crisply got into the car.
This ti, Zhou Lin did not go back on his word.
He directly took her to Lawyer Seo’s ho.
Lawyer Seo had a good relationship with Lin Yu and was also one of Zhou Lin’s elders; Cheng Zhiwei felt sowhat embarrassed disturbing him empty-handed.
Just then, Zhou Lin took out a paper bag from the car.
He had prepared it beforehand.
Cheng Zhiwei’s throat moved, she wanted to say thank you, but Zhou Lin had already pulled her by the wrist and was leading her inside, "Uncle Seo is easy to get along with, don’t be nervous."
"Mm," Cheng Zhiwei obediently agreed.
Entering the house, in the living room, a middle-aged man in a short robe was making tea.
Elegant and easygoing.
Seeing Zhou Lin and Cheng Zhiwei, he wasn’t surprised and invited them to sit opposite him.
"Uncle Seo, it’s been a while, I’ve brought so tea leaves for you to try," Zhou Lin said, unusually respectful.
Cheng Zhiwei couldn’t help but give him a surprised look.
Seo Ye smiled kindly, his first words directed at Cheng Zhiwei, "Are you that Cheng Zhiwei whom Ah Yu personally asked to help with the divorce case?"
Cheng Zhiwei hadn’t expected him to rember, and embarrassingly nodded: "Yes, Lawyer Seo, hello."
Seo Ye nodded, "Are you here to consider reconciliation?"
Looking at Zhou Lin, he added, "This young man has substantial assets; if you decide to remarry, I can draft an agreent for you that ensures you can take everything from him if you divorce again."
Cheng Zhiwei: "..."
That was unnecessary.
Seo Ye added, "I always keep my word."
Cheng Zhiwei quickly said, "No, thank you."
Even if Zhou Lin was willing to offer, she could not accept.
Seo Ye placed a cup of tea in front of her, "Is it because you don’t believe in my abilities, or do you have no plans to remarry?"
Cheng Zhiwei said politely but firmly, "I have no plans to remarry."
Zhou Lin’s gaze dimd, but his expression unchanged, he changed the subject, "Uncle Seo, I ca to ask you about sothing."
"The one nad Xu Tian?"
"Yes," Cheng Zhiwei straightened up, sowhat anxiously spoke, "Do you know what happened to her? I can’t contact her."
Seo Ye did rember Xu Tian; he hadn’t planned to take her divorce case initially, but because Zhou Lin had ntioned it and he was planning to defeat the He family’s company, he decided to handle it himself.
However, although he had already been preparing to file the lawsuit, Xu Tian inford him that she no longer intended to divorce.
"Impossible," Cheng Zweiwei beca agitated, and most of the tea was spilled.
Zhou Lin pressed down on her wrist, frowning and admonished, "Don’t get agitated, let Uncle Seo finish."
He then took a napkin and wiped the water off her fingers.
Seo Ye watched without any visible reaction, not blaming Cheng Zhiwei’s impatience or rudeness, and instead offered her a fresh cup of tea.
Cheng Zhiwei took a deep breath and accepted it, "Thank you."
Seo Ye continued, "I had my assistant contact her; she is very determined not to divorce."
"Did she say that herself?" Cheng Zhiwei asked.
"Yes," confird Seo Ye.
Cheng Zhiwei’s heartbeat quickened; she was certain sothing had happened to Xu Tian.
She was so determined to divorce; how could she suddenly say she didn’t want to?
Sothing must have happened.
She was burning to leave.
Zhou Lin held her wrist to calm her, simultaneously showing her a ssage he sent to Secretary Zhang.
Cheng Zhiwei felt slightly reassured but was still eager to leave.
Just as she was about to say goodbye, the butler entered, "Sir, Mr. Wen has arrived."
Seo Ye’s laughter was hearty: "Good timing, Ah Lin, your Uncle Wen has finally let go of his reservations and decided to return and build his business here; you must et him."
Zhou Lin looked at Cheng Zhiwei, smiling, "Uncle Wen has returned?"
"Old Seo," a middle-aged male voice called out.
Seo Ye had already gone to greet him; the two tightly embraced.
"You finally ca back," Seo Ye said excitedly.
Wen Yongan heartily patted Seo Ye’s shoulder, laughing, "Weren’t you always hoping I’d co back to do business? Now that I’m here, isn’t it exactly what you wanted?"
"That’s good," Seo Ye sighed in relief, turning his head to introduce Zhou Lin, "Let introduce you, this is Chenyuan’s son, Zhou Lin."
Wen Yongan examined Zhou Lin, especially locking eyes with his sharp gaze, and instantly nodded, "A good lad."
In his youth, Wen Yongan had a great relationship with Zhou Chenyuan, and Zhou Lin, whether in deanor or gaze, greatly resembled Zhou Chenyuan in his younger days.
Wen Yongan was impressed with Zhou Lin.
His gaze then fell on Cheng Zhiwei, but his expression dimd slightly: "Cheng Zhiwei?"
Cheng Zhiwei didn’t know how he recognized her but politely nodded, "Mr. Wen."
Wen Yongan: "I am Wen Yi’s father."
With that statent, he clarified his identity.
Cheng Zhiwei’s expression remained unchanged, calmly facing Wen Yongan’s appraisal.
Zhou Lin subtly stepped back to stand close to Cheng Zhiwei, their posture intimate, "We have sothing else to take care of; Uncle Wen and Uncle Seo, you two enjoy your chat, we’ll invite you to dinner another day."
Seo Ye waved his hand, signaling them to leave.
Zhou Lin nodded, taking Cheng Zhiwei with him as they left.
Seo Ye asked Wen Yongan, "It seems you don’t like Cheng Zhiwei?"
As far as he knew, they shouldn’t know each other.
Wen Yongan sat at the table, pouring himself a cup of tea, "You know that Wen Yi and that musician from the He family were involved, but that kid fell for another woman. Wen Yi knew and stepped back willingly."
Seo Ye, being a lawyer, quickly connected the dots, "That woman is Cheng Zhiwei?"
"Wen Yi ca ho quite dejected," Wen Yongan, a doting father, naturally felt pained and held no good feelings toward Cheng Zhiwei, "A woman isn’t supposed to serve two masters. Cheng Zhiwei first hooked He Ye, and then got close with Zhou Lin almost imdiately—her character leaves much to be desired."
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