"Zhiwei, the decision is in your hands," Zhou Chenyuan said, and then started to cough softly.
Cheng Zhiwei could tell that he was really very sick.
Especially when he coughed, it seemed like he was gasping for breath.
But no matter what, she still didn't want to hand Cheng Yang over to the Zhou Family, considering they already had Zhou Ruoki.
Cheng Zhiwei moved her lips with some difficulty, thinking about how to make her refusal sound more palatable.
Her hand was suddenly gripped forcefully, and before Cheng Zhiwei could struggle free, Zhou Lin's voice was already ringing in her ear: "Dad, the kids are still young, let's talk about this later."
The heart that Cheng Zhiwei held in suspense, originally swinging uncertainly, now steadied midway.
Was he... speaking up for her?
The struggling movements then diminished.
Zhou Lin said indifferently, "Let's wait until the children are older and let them choose for themselves."
