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

To get some peace and quiet, Shen Zhiyi simply took out her phone, pulled up the QR code for adding friends, and waved it to Yang Chun'er: "Scan the code and add me."

Yang Chun'er stared at the code, paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly took out her phone and scanned it with a "beep".

The moment her friend request was accepted, a triumphant smile bloomed on her face. Satisfied, she turned around and sauntered out of the editing room, as if she had accomplished some remarkable task.

Shen Zhiyi watched her excited back and shook her head almost imperceptibly, then refocused her attention on the densely packed waveforms on the screen.

The tapping sound of fingertips on the keyboard has once again become the main melody in the office.

However, the silence didn't last ten minutes. Suddenly, the phone screen lit up, accompanied by a persistent, almost annoying vibration.

Yang Chun'er called via WeChat.

Shen Zhiyi frowned, intending to ignore it, but the other party seemed to have endless patience, hanging up and redialing three times in a row, persistently.

She finally swiped to answer the call, held the phone to her ear, and said with a hint of impatience, "What is it now, my dear lady?"

On the other end of the phone, Yang Chun'er's voice was extremely low, as if she were speaking through a ventilation duct: "Shen Zhiyi! I have a huge secret to tell you, so please don't take it lightly!"

Shen Zhiyi sighed, lowering her voice accordingly, but her eyes remained expressionless: "What secret?"

"I'm in the parking lot! I saw Xu Zhesheng with my own eyes!"

Yang Chun'er's tone was excited, with the thrill of sharing exclusive information, "He's definitely coming for you! Be extra careful when you go downstairs! Who knows how long he's been waiting there!"

Shen Zhiyi's fingers paused slightly as she held the phone, then resumed their normal movement.

Her tone was as flat as if she were listening to a weather forecast: "Okay. Thanks. Can I hang up now?"

Yang Chun'er had clearly expected panic or at least some fluctuation, but she hadn't expected the other party to be so calm and collected. She couldn't help but pout, but still replied, "Oh... well, bye-bye!"

After hanging up the phone, Shen Zhiyi tossed it aside as if it were just a buzzing fly.

Xu Zhesheng is in the parking lot? She didn't even bother to lift her eyelids.

My fingertips slid across the touchpad again, the cursor moved precisely along the timeline, and the world once again shrank back to this small screen.

She worked diligently until 10:30 p.m.

Only after seamlessly integrating the final special effects did she breathe a sigh of relief. She then reviewed the finished film twice to ensure that each frame was perfectly timed to the intended emotional moments. Only then did she encrypt and back up the project files, saving them to her personal portable hard drive.

After packing her things, she shut down her computer, and the editing room finally fell into complete silence.

Meanwhile, on the top floor of Jiangxing Entertainment, the lights in the president's office remained as bright as day.

Lu Zichuan stood with his back to the door in front of the French windows, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, his gaze fixed on the neon-lit river of cars below, lost in thought.

Assistant Wang saw Shen Zhiyi walk into the elevator alone in the monitoring room before tiptoeing to the office door and knocking.

"Mr. Lu, Miss Shen has already left."

Lu Zichuan didn't turn around, but only gave a very slight "hmm", his gaze still fixed on a dark spot outside the window.

He raised his hand and unconsciously twirled the unlit cigarette between his fingers before finally turning back to sit down behind the large desk, lowering his eyes and focusing his attention on the open documents.

Assistant Wang scratched the back of his head, thinking to himself: How busy must the company be lately that President Lu is staying up until this late?

But he naturally didn't dare to ask any more questions. He just shrank back, quietly slipped out, and considerately closed the door behind him.

Inside the office, only the scratching sound of pens gliding across paper and the distant, indistinct noise of the city night outside the window remained.

Lu Zichuan reviewed the documents, his expression unchanged.

Shen Zhiyi had long forgotten Yang Chun'er's words when she went downstairs, and even if she remembered them, she didn't think much of it.

After all, four and a half hours have passed since it was time to get off work.

When I was with Xu Zhesheng before, he was extremely sensitive to time, especially disliking wasting time waiting for others.

Even when their relationship was at its best and they agreed to go on a date, if she spent a few extra minutes choosing a dress in order to look pretty, he would impatiently urge her to hurry up.

Now, how could he possibly wait for her downstairs for four hours?

However, as soon as she approached the gate, she keenly sensed a figure at the entrance.

It was Xu Zhesheng.

She paused, but there was no back door to Jiangxing Entertainment, so she had no choice but to step forward and bump into Xu Zhesheng, who had been waiting for a long time.

"get off work?"

Xu Zhesheng was smoking a cigarette. When he saw her walking over, he quickly put it out. Then he looked at her with his deep eyes, as if he was just passing by and not waiting for her.

Shen Zhiyi noticed his cigarette and a strange feeling crossed her mind.

They had been together for many years, and she knew that he almost never smoked, except when he was extremely depressed. But now he no longer had her, but he had a child he longed for, and the movie was progressing smoothly. He could be described as having a happy family and a successful career.

What else could possibly make him upset?

However, she didn't ask anything, only nodded indifferently, as if she had seen someone she didn't know very well, and walked straight past him.

However, Xu Zhesheng caught up with them, asking, "Didn't Lu Zichuan see you off?"

Shen Zhiyi's temples throbbed, and she reiterated, "I have no personal relationship with President Lu. Please stop slandering us."

Hearing her use the word "we," a hint of mockery flashed across Xu Zhesheng's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"It's late, it's not safe to take a taxi, let me give you a ride."

He said it as if he was genuinely thinking of her best interests.

Shen Zhiyi found it laughable. So many times in the past, she had taken a taxi home alone late at night. How come he didn't know it was unsafe? How come he didn't come to pick her up? And now he's trying to curry favor with her?

But she was too lazy to question it; since they were already divorced, there was no need to say anything more.

She said indifferently, "No need."

Seeing her resolute departing figure, Xu Zhesheng felt even more dissatisfied, but he concealed it deeply.

He caught up with her: "I need to discuss the division of assets with you again."

When Shen Zhi saw that he had finally revealed his intentions, he stopped in his tracks: "Fifty-fifty, no discussion."

Xu Zhesheng choked for a moment, but did not refute, only saying, "I know, that's not what I meant."

"So what do you want to say?"

Shen Zhiyi was getting a little impatient.

Xu Zhesheng pursed his lips: "I've transferred all the assets back. I won't go back on my promise to split it 50/50. But I've also sorted out some real estate and other things. Come and take a look. Anything you want, I'll give it to you."