The Temptation of CEO's Pregnant Ex-Wife Chapter 73 Zhiwei is already married; you need to avoid any

"Young Madam," a voice suddenly ca from the door, Secretary Zhang stood at the doorway with a slight bow and a smile, "The plane to return to Yucheng departs in two hours; Young President Zhou asked to co to pick you up."

Cheng Zhiwei froze, return to Yucheng?

She frowned and asked, "Is this arranged by Zhou Lin?"

Secretary Zhang glanced imperceptibly at ng Qiancheng, still maintaining his respectful deanor, "Yes, you have half an hour to pack your things."

Cheng Zhiwei’s headache grew worse, and her temper soured, "Tell Zhou Lin that I won’t go back, he needn’t bother."

Secretary Zhang, a faithful executor of Zhou Lin’s orders, stood at the door, his tone steady, "Young President Zhou has arranged for Doctor Zhang Yuanheng to treat your mother."

"That kind of snake poison should not be a problem in Doctor Zhang’s hands." Secretary Zhang had not finished speaking when he saw Cheng Zhiwei’s eyes suddenly light up.

When Guo Cuihua was first diagnosed with nerve damage in her leg due to the toxin, Cheng Zhiwei had thought of taking her back to Yucheng, but because Guo Cuihua’s condition was unstable, and the Cheng Shang’s transfer orders had not co through, Guo Cuihua didn’t want to leave Cheng Shang alone here. Cheng Zhiwei brought it up once and did not ntion it again.

If Guo Cuihua’s leg could be cured, Cheng Zhiwei would naturally be willing to return to Yucheng.

"Young Madam, once you’ve packed your things, we will go to the hospital to pick up Professor Guo," Secretary Zhang said, looking at his wristwatch, "You only have two hours, so don’t delay the flight."

Cheng Zhiwei relented, as Guo Cuihua’s health was more important than anything else.

She looked at ng Qiancheng, "Brother Qiancheng, you..."

ng Qiancheng affectionately stroked her hair, "This is a good thing, hurry and pack your things."

Completely understanding.

Cheng Zhiwei nodded, quickly packed up, and followed ng Qiancheng to the hospital. Guo Cuihua was initially reluctant, but ng Qiancheng convinced her, "If your leg doesn’t improve, Zhiwei will bla herself for a lifeti."

Guo Cuihua went to see Cheng Shang, as she was worried about him being alone here.

Cheng Shang patted Guo Cuihua’s arm, his voice softening a notch, it was unclear if it was intentional, "Ah Lin has made thorough arrangents, so you should follow them back. Just in ti, I’ve applied to stay here longer; I still want to study the place a bit more before I leave."

aning, he hadn’t intended to return from the start.

Guo Cuihua sighed; she understood Cheng Shang’s mind. Initially, he had co here reluctantly, but after a lifeti spent in historical research and seeing those artifacts, he was tempted to stay.

Guo Cuihua admonished, "Then be careful on your own."

Cheng Shang called out to Cheng Zhiwei again, "And stop quarreling with Ah Lin, just the fact that he could arrange for your mother to go back is better than anything."

Cheng Zhiwei, who was packing, looked up at Cheng Shang, her tone calm yet stubborn, "What if at that ti, my mom hadn’t made it to the hospital when I sent her? Would you still think Zhou Lin was so capable?"

Cheng Shang’s face turned stern instantly, "That was an accident; you can’t bla him for it."

Cheng Zhiwei suddenly found herself at a loss for words; she understood what Cheng Shang ant—that it was an accident, that even if the snake that bit Guo Cuihua had been venomous and Guo Cuihua had died, it wouldn’t have been Zhou Lin’s fault.

In the end, she couldn’t hold back and retorted, "Don’t you ever think about who wrote that accusatory letter that led to you, at your age, ending up in these deep mountains. If you hadn’t co, would my mother have been bitten by a snake?"

There were so things Cheng Zhiwei didn’t talk about, not out of consideration for Cheng Shang but for Guo Cuihua, who was soft-hearted. If Guo Cuihua knew that it was Seo Zhenzhen’s doing, there was no telling how hurt she would be.

Cheng Shang was quite upset; he had two daughters, the older Cheng Zhiyin had a gentle disposition, but the younger Cheng Zhiwei, though she appeared quiet, had an unpleasing character, launching unexpected criticisms that could infuriate soone to death.

Especially since Cheng Zhiwei had gotten married, their father-daughter conversations always ended up in argunts within a few exchanges.

Just like now, when Cheng Zhiwei said that soone had reported Guo Cuihua only to have her suffer this ordeal, Cheng Shang didn’t think about who was playing these dirty tricks, he just blad Cheng Zhiwei again.

"If you hadn’t done that kind of thing, you wouldn’t have left people anything to talk about, and how would there have been a report now?"

The atmosphere froze.

Cheng Zhiwei turned her head and stopped talking; it was really impossible to communicate.

She packed up her things, and Secretary Zhang had soone deliver them to the car.

Guo Cuihua instructed Cheng Shang to be careful, and also asked when ng Qiancheng would return.

ng Qiancheng said, "I still need to stay one more day, Auntie, I’ll take you to the airport."

"Oh, good." Guo Cuihua agreed happily.

"With Ah Lin’s people already there, Qiancheng doesn’t need to go. Qiancheng, stay here, I have sothing to say to you." Cheng Shang, with his old scholarly ways, couldn’t stand to see ng Qiancheng getting too close to Cheng Zhiwei.

After everyone had left, Cheng Shang said, "Zhiwei is already married, you should avoid giving rise to suspicion."

It was very straightforward.

ng Qiancheng wasn’t embarrassed by Cheng Shang discovering his little crush; instead, he said outright, "Zhou Lin isn’t treating her well."

"No matter how poorly he treats her, they are still husband and wife. You getting too close to Zhiwei will lead to people gossiping about her behind her back. Do you want her spine to be jabbed at?" Cheng Shang’s tone beca stern.

ng Qiancheng, having been sponsored by the Cheng family and essentially raised under Cheng Shang’s watchful eye, was like a half-son to him; Cheng Shang spoke bluntly, "Because of what happened back then, she has been pointed at and cursed at for a long ti. Do you really want her to be the subject of gossip again?"

"Uncle, I understand what you an. I do indeed like Weiwei, but I promise that as long as she is not divorced, I will always treat her as a sister. She can’t possibly be deprived of having even a friend after getting married, right?"

ng Qiancheng spoke frankly, yet in the depths of his eyes, hidden from others, there was a glimr of determination to win her over no matter what.

Cheng Shang, with his usual serious expression, frowned slightly, and his forehead bore the distinct lines of the character "Chuan," "Qiancheng, even friends need to maintain a proper distance."

"But Uncle, she isn’t happy, is she?" ng Qiancheng countered, his face showing a gentle and clear smile, "In your eyes, Uncle, making one mistake ans everything is wrong. If that’s how it is, I really feel sorry for Weiwei."

Cheng Shang’s gaze turned cold.

Cheng Zhiwei was unaware of the discord between Cheng Shang and ng Qiancheng. Once at the airport, she helped Guo Cuihua to sit down.

A few minutes later, they saw Seo Zhenzhen in a wheelchair, pushed by Zhou Lin.

Guo Cuihua was taken aback and asked Cheng Zhiwei in a low voice, "When did Zhenzhen arrive?"

"The day before Zhou Lin ca to see you." Cheng Zhiwei was very calm.

Seo Zhenzhen greeted her warmly, "Auntie, I heard you were bitten by a snake. Are you okay?"

It was clearly her who had written the reporting letter to the school, leading to Guo Cuihua and Cheng Shang going into the mountains, with Guo Cuihua even getting bitten by a snake, but when she asked, she did so in such a light and breezy manner, as if the affair had nothing to do with her.

"I am quite well." Guo Cuihua smiled warmly and took the opportunity to ask, "Your health isn’t good, so how co you are here?"

Having been in the hospital for a few days, Seo Zhenzhen hadn’t appeared once, clearly not coming to see her.

Guo Cuihua shifted her gaze to Zhou Lin, suspecting it had sothing to do with him.