Five years without pregnancy means you're too weak; I remarried a powerful man and had triplets

The phone traced a cold, hard arc in the air before being caught instinctively by Xu Zhesheng with a "snap."

The screen was already unlocked, and the glaring playback interface was openly displayed.

On the cover, the corner that Su Manman considered an absolute blind spot is shockingly clear under the high-definition wide-angle lens.

Even a tiny stain on the wall is clearly visible.

Su Manman was pressed close to Xu Zhesheng's side, and in that instant, it felt as if all the blood in her body had frozen.

She stared intently at the tiny screen, feeling as if an invisible hand had gripped her heart and pulled it down sharply!

She suddenly looked up at He Shuyun, her face drained of all color, her pupils filled with undisguised fear and disbelief.

She really has surveillance cameras! She really does!

"This...this..." Su Manman's mouth was wide open, and a hoarse sound like a broken bellows came from her throat. She wanted to deny it, to argue, but her lips trembled, and she couldn't even put together half a complete word. Only an unconscious tremor remained.

Zhang Feng, oblivious to her near-death experience and terror, continued yelling at the top of her lungs, like a hen whose neck had been stepped on, her shouts nearly lifting the ceiling of the hospital corridor: "What bullshit video! You think you can scare people by pulling out a phone?! Do you think our Xu family are fools?!"

She grabbed Xu Zhesheng's arm, spitting as she spoke:

"Ah Zhe! What are you standing there for?! Click it! Click it now! Let everyone see clearly how that poisonous woman Shen Zhiyi pushed someone! How big is Manman's belly?! She dared to gamble with her own child?! It must have been Shen Zhiyi who pushed her! She can't give birth herself, so she's jealous of Manman! Her heart is more venomous than a snake! She should be arrested and shot!"

Zhang Feng reached out to snatch it, the humiliation of being forced to apologize earlier now transformed into the ecstatic joy of impending revenge.

Xu Zhesheng, however, easily raised his wrist and held the phone high.

He was tall and imposing; even on tiptoe, Zhang Feng could only reach his chin, not even her fingertips.

"Ah Zhe! What are you doing!" Zhang Feng stamped her foot anxiously, her eyes almost popping out of their sockets, and urged in a shrill voice, "Release her! Release her for everyone to see! Let the police arrest that poisonous woman, Shen Zhiyi!"

As she shouted, she turned her head and gave Shen Zhiyi a venomous look that seemed to say, "You're dead." But Shen Zhiyi remained standing in place, her back straight and her expression indifferent, as if all the noise around her had nothing to do with her.

This nonchalant demeanor only fueled Zhang Feng's anger: "Let's see how long you can keep up this act!"

Xu Zhesheng didn't move. He could clearly feel Su Manman's body tense up instantly, and her trembling fingertips almost digging into his arm.

He also couldn't miss the look of surprise and panic in her eyes, like a frightened bird.

Looking up at Shen Zhiyi again, she stood calmly and composed, without the slightest sign of panic.

The contrast between the two sent a chill down Xu Zhesheng's spine.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Shen Zhiyi's right cheek.

The handprint he left in his rage, even after a long time, is still red, swollen, and glaring, enough to show the force he used at the time.

As if sensing his gaze, Shen Zhiyi turned her eyes slightly and met his gaze.

Those eyes were clear and bright, without a trace of resentment, yet they made him feel inexplicably guilty, as if the most unbearable side of his heart had been suddenly illuminated, and he hurriedly avoided their gaze.

"Mom, shut up!" he hissed, his tone more stern than ever before.

Zhang Feng was stunned by the shout, her incessant chatter abruptly cut off. Seeing her son's serious expression, she reluctantly swallowed her remaining rant, only glaring fiercely at Shen Zhiyi.

Xu Zhesheng turned his head, his gaze locking onto Su Manman like a searchlight. His knuckles, gripping the phone tightly, turned white from the force. With the unquestionable scrutiny of a director, he said in a deep voice, "Tell me again, how did Shen Zhiyi push you? What did you say? Reproduce the scene clearly, down to the last detail."

Su Manman felt her scalp tingle under his gaze, and her heart pounded with guilt, yet she knew she absolutely could not reveal a single word of the truth at this moment.

She bit her pale lower lip, feigning a vulnerable attempt to recall: "I...I don't quite remember..."

"I only remember going to the restroom, bumping into Sister Zhi at the door, saying hello and then trying to leave... but then I remembered I had something to say, so I turned back... who knew that after only a couple of words, she started hitting me, and then... and then I fell down..."

Her words were vague, her voice growing softer and softer, carrying just the right amount of confusion and helplessness.

"What do you want to tell her?" Xu Zhesheng pressed on, his gaze sharp as a knife.

A hint of undisguised annoyance flashed across Su Manman's lowered eyes. She had already given birth to a child, so why was this man still fixated on these details?

She rubbed her temples, and the lie slipped out: "I...I think the film she edited was really good, and I wanted to thank her properly..."

"If she wanted to thank you, why did she suddenly push you?" Xu Zhesheng's gaze deepened as he stared intently at every change in her expression.

"I...how would I know..." Su Manman's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up without warning, her voice trembling with grievance.

"I've been completely stunned by this whole thing! Now you're not helping me, but instead questioning me?! Fine, I understand! After all, Sister Zhi is your lawfully wedded wife, while I... I was supposed to step aside after giving birth. It's only right that you want to protect her!"

She became increasingly agitated as she spoke, and disregarding her weakness from childbirth, she suddenly propped herself up and reached for the wailing infant in the swaddling clothes beside her.

"Forget it! I don't want any promises anymore! When I'm strong enough, I'll take my daughter and leave! I won't be an eyesore here! I'll pretend I never gave birth to this child, and she has absolutely nothing to do with your Xu family! You four... no, I mean you and that 'good woman' can go live your lives happily!"

She pulled the baby into her arms, her cheek pressed against the swaddling clothes, her body trembling as she cried, her voice hoarse yet each word piercing her heart: "Baby, be good... don't cry... Daddy doesn't want us anymore... it's okay... Mommy wants you... from now on, we, mother and daughter... will depend on each other for survival..."

This performance, delivered with a poignant undercurrent of retreat and heartfelt emotion, coupled with her postpartum exhaustion, her hair soaked with sweat and plastered to her forehead, and her face as pale as paper, was enough to evoke anyone's protective instincts and feelings of guilt.

Xu Zhesheng's doubts were instantly overwhelmed by a surge of heartache and guilt, and his tone softened involuntarily: "Manman, that's not what I meant..."

Su Manman suddenly raised her tearful eyes, interrupting him, her tone plaintive and gentle, yet every word was barbed:

"So what do you mean? You're here to question me with this so-called video... You just don't believe what I'm saying, right? Fine! If you don't believe me, then so be it! I'll just say I'm unlucky to have messed with Sister Zhi, that I was tired of living and deliberately gambled with the child in my belly just to climb the social ladder... Is that alright?!"

Her words sounded like an interrogation, but her tone and expression were full of resentment and desolation, as if saying, "I've wronged you so much, yet you still won't believe me." It made people's hearts ache, but instead of being annoyed, it only made them feel sorry for her and that she was sensible and had been driven to a dead end.