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

"...flexible communication."

Lu Zichuan repeated the word, his tone so cold it could melt ice.

He knew, of course, that Assistant Wang was being evasive, but he didn't want to expose the truth yet, especially not in front of his subordinates.

Assistant Wang lowered his head, pretending to examine the tips of his shoes, barely daring to breathe.

Just when Assistant Wang thought that President Lu was going to end the conversation, he saw Lu Zichuan suddenly raise his eyes, a dark glint flashing in his eyes that was both extremely fast and clearly malicious.

His expression was like that of a ferocious beast that had finally found its prey's weakness, plotting how to close the net.

"Heh." Lu Zichuan let out a very soft, cold laugh, his previous irritation replaced by a brand new thought.

He picked up the pen again, twirling it deftly between his fingers. His tone returned to its usual calmness, yet carried an undeniable air of authority:

"I understand. You may leave."

Assistant Wang felt as if he had been granted a pardon and hurriedly bowed as he withdrew. As he was closing the door, he caught a glimpse of his boss's calculating smile out of the corner of his eye and silently lit a candle for Ms. Shen in his heart.

You can say you're slow-witted, but how could you misunderstand that our CEO Lu is gay?

I wonder how President Lu will treat her now...

Inside the office, Lu Zichuan stared at the closed door, his fingertips ceasing their pen twirling.

He slowly leaned back in his chair, his gaze fixed on the towering buildings outside the window, but Shen Zhiyi's question, "Boy or girl," kept echoing in his mind.

"Does it need to be coaxed?"

He muttered to himself, the smile on his lips deepening, a hint of triumphant amusement in his voice, "Shen Zhiyi, I'll show you sooner or later what kind of way I, Lu Zichuan, coax people..."

As for the misunderstanding about sexual orientation? A dark glint flashed in his eyes.

Perfect timing! He was just wondering how to approach her, and this was the perfect excuse.

But there's no rush; he still needs to carefully devise his scheme.

......

An afternoon flew by in front of the editing table.

Shen Zhiyi repeatedly dissected and reassembled the first ten minutes of Lu Zichuan's film footage, her fingertips tapping out a dense rhythm on the keyboard.

She briefly shared her thoughts with the people in the office. Some were shocked, while others scoffed, thinking that she, as an editor, was meddling too much. But Shen Zhiyi calmly exercised her authority as chief editor. After several rounds of both soft and hard tactics, the few who had been jumping up and down earlier finally shut up.

The clock struck six; it was time to leave work.

The office was filled with the scattered sounds of tidying up. Jiang Xing had never had a culture of working overtime, and besides, most of the tasks assigned by Shen Zhiyi had already been completed.

People left one after another, leaving only a few who were working overtime and Yang Chun'er who stubbornly stayed behind.

Yang Chun'er strolled over to Shen Zhiyi's side, glanced at the dense waveforms on the screen but couldn't understand them at all, and couldn't help but pout: "It's time to get off work, hurry up and go. Don't think that by trying your best, Brother Zichuan will give you a second glance."

Shen Zhiyi didn't even look up, her voice steady: "Miss Yang, please go ahead. I'm just being responsible for my work; it has nothing to do with anyone else."

"Tch." Yang Chun'er persisted, pulling out the chair next to Shen Zhiyi and sitting down, propping her chin on her hand and staring at Shen Zhiyi's busy profile as if studying some rare animal.

Shen Zhiyi let her do as she pleased, focusing only on the subtle adjustments to the timeline.

After a long silence, Yang Chun'er suddenly leaned closer and asked in a low voice, her tone full of inquiry: "What exactly is your relationship with Xu Zhesheng? I heard that the child in Su Manman's belly is his, but how did you get involved? And... I heard from people at your former company that you were married? Why would Brother Zichuan specifically recruit you?"

Shen Zhiyi's fingertips finally paused.

She turned her head to meet Yang Chun'er's eyes, which were filled with curiosity and resentment.

Ultimately, this girl was afraid that Lu Zichuan would be seduced.

Rather than letting her speculate wildly, it's better to deliver solid evidence, extinguish her hopes, and save herself future trouble.

She beckoned to the sun and beckoned to Chun'er.

The latter, seeing her mysterious demeanor, was quickly drawn in and leaned close to her ear to hear what she had to say.

"You have to promise me you won't tell anyone what I'm about to say, can you do that?"

Shen Zhiyi whispered.

Yang Chun'er was pampered at home and grew up like a princess. Although she was somewhat dissatisfied with Shen Zhiyi's somewhat commanding tone, she still nodded when she heard the mysterious thing she was talking about: "Don't worry, I promise you this."

Shen Zhiyi then slowly spoke, each word clear: "Xu Zhesheng is my ex-husband."

"What...!" Yang Chun'er was so shocked she almost jumped up, the chair leg scraping against the ground with a piercing creak.

Fortunately, Shen Zhiyi had anticipated this and grabbed the back of the chair to steady it, preventing it from falling and making a sound.

"This is a secret, don't tell anyone."

Shen Zhiyi straightened the chair and gave a gentle reminder.

Yang Chun'er, however, seemed to have been switched on, and a barrage of questions came out, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes widening in surprise:

"Ex-husband?! And Su Manman is pregnant with... Oh my god! Xu Zhesheng cheated on me? That can't be right! He's always claimed to be single, so where did this wife come from? You're lying to me?"

Her brows furrowed into a tight knot, her face full of disbelief mixed with the excitement of having stumbled upon a shocking piece of gossip.

Looking at her lively expression of surprise and doubt, Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt that this haughty young lady was more straightforward than those who hid their true feelings.

She looked away, returning her gaze to the screen, and calmly added only one sentence, as if stating a fact unrelated to herself:

"The marriage was kept secret; now that we're divorced, he's just her ex-husband. As for Su Manman..."

She slid her finger across the touchpad, bringing up another clip, her tone so calm it was almost imperceptible, "I'm not sure whose child it is. But Xu Zhesheng's infidelity is a fact."

Yang Chun'er gasped, her mouth agape, unable to close for a long time.

The amount of information was too much for her to process at once. She just stared blankly at Shen Zhiyi's calm profile and suddenly felt that the story behind this woman was probably much more interesting than she had imagined.

And what followed was even greater elation.

She had previously worried that Shen Zhiyi would seduce Lu Zichuan, but now that she knew that Shen Zhiyi had been married and divorced, how could a woman with such a marital history possibly be favored by Lu Zichuan?

Instantly, the sense of crisis in my heart vanished without a trace.

She wanted to probe further, but Shen Zhiyi looked up at her helplessly and said, "Miss Yang, I really have to work. I have to support my family on my own right now, and this job was hard-won. Can you please understand?"

Seeing her focused expression, Yang Chun'er pursed her lips and said helplessly, "Alright, alright, you go ahead with your work, I'll come back and talk to you again tomorrow."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Shen Zhiyi, holding her phone and grinning, "I don't dislike you as much anymore. How about we add each other on WeChat?"