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

Tan Gui scoffed, but her grip tightened even more, and she lightly poked the intact skin with the cotton swab as a form of protest:

"What do you know! The higher a man's position and the more upright he appears, the deeper his scheming tends to be! Is there any possibility that...?"

She drew out the words, her eyes sparkling with the excitement of uncovering exclusive gossip, "He's had his eye on you since college, but because he couldn't have you, he kept himself pure and chaste, eventually becoming the top eligible bachelor in Beijing?"

Shen Zhiyi almost spat out the whole mouthful of warm water she had just taken a sip of.

She choked and coughed, quickly covering her mouth with a tissue, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Who was Lu Zichuan in college?

The Lu family's prestige was just the background; his face, his aura that kept strangers at bay, and his talent to create award-winning works with every casual snapshot made him practically a walking hormone generator on campus.

Forget about striking up a conversation, the girls who would secretly follow him and pretend to bump into him by chance could stretch from the east gate of the school to the west playground.

At that time, although she was somewhat famous in the editing department, compared with a prominent figure like Lu Zichuan, she was not even a firefly compared to the bright moon.

Moreover, the only time she could remember interacting with Lu Zichuan was on graduation day, when she accompanied Xu Zhesheng as a family member.

Amidst the bustling crowd, she wasn't even sure if Lu Zichuan had glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.

The two of them have never even exchanged a "hello," so how can there be any talk of liking each other?

What's more, it's been a full ten years since university.

Ten years... People's hearts change easily, and even stones should be worn smooth by flowing water. How could a person possibly cherish another stone that has long since sunk to the bottom of the sea for a whole ten years?

Shen Zhiyi wiped the water from the corner of her mouth, glared at Tan Gui with annoyance, and lightly flicked her forehead with her fingertip: "Do you know what you should be doing right now?"

Tan Gui blinked her round eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"Quickly uninstall that 'Tomato Novel' that's practically overflowing with your brain capacity!"

Shen Zhiyi sighed, her tone full of disappointment, but her eyes were filled with amusement. "If you don't read some serious books soon, your brain might really go crazy."

"Fine, Shen Zhiyi! You dare to call me abnormal!"

Tan Gui instantly bristled, threw the cotton swab in her hand into the trash can, pounced on her with bared teeth and claws, and buried her head in her arms.

She had neat short hair, and the stubble brushed against Shen Zhiyi's chin and neck, making her laugh and shrink her neck.

Although there was a slight pain from the wound, there was more of a long-lost comforting warmth that spread from the heart to every part of the body.

Being embraced so unreservedly by her best friend, Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt that sometimes, the presence of a close friend, who is connected to her without blood ties, is more reassuring than many so-called relatives.

......

The next day, Shen Zhiyi stepped into the editing room of the General Star Studio on time.

To conceal her injuries, she wore a light pink and white long-sleeved shirt with a bow at the collar, loose white jeans, and simple light makeup. Even so, her face was still slightly swollen, which was not noticeable unless you looked closely.

But with this outfit, she, who was already eye-catching, attracted everyone's attention even more.

Many people even came to their editing room to inquire about her background and how she could be prettier than the celebrities downstairs.

In response, the female colleagues in the editing room all pouted and said, "What do you mean by getting in based on merit? Who are you trying to impress by dressing up so glamorously for work?"

vixen!

Shen Zhiyi ignored all the rumors and gossip. After briefly handing over the work to everyone, she sat down at her workstation and began her work for the day.

At this moment, Yang Chun'er moved closer to her and looked her up and down.

Shen Zhiyi felt extremely uncomfortable under her gaze and couldn't help but stop what she was doing and ask, "Miss Yang, is there something you need?"

Yang Chun'er reached out and touched the corner of her mouth, which was exactly the injury Xu Zhesheng had caused her last night. Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but hiss and took a step back, widening the distance between them.

"You're injured," Yang Chun'er confirmed.

Shen Zhiyi didn't want to have too much of a relationship with this young lady, so she simply said, "Yes, I accidentally bumped into something."

Yang Chun'er, however, wore a "you can't fool me" expression: "Xu Zhesheng did it?"

Shen Zhiyi: "..."

No answer is an answer.

Although Yang Chun'er still disliked Shen Zhiyi, after all, although she had been married, she still had unique privileges with Lu Zichuan. But when she thought about how Shen Zhiyi had married early but was secretly married and cheated on, she couldn't stand it as a woman herself.

"He really did it?!" she couldn't help but raise her voice. "Damn it, I reminded you yesterday, why didn't you remember?!"

As soon as she spoke, everyone turned to look at her.

Shen Zhiyi gestured for everyone to continue working, while telling Yang Chun'er to keep her voice down: "Don't shout."

"It's all in the past, don't worry."

She didn't understand why this rich young lady liked to pay attention to her, but since she did care about her, Shen Zhiyi couldn't be too indifferent.

Besides... when she arrived this morning, she had already sent a message to her divorce lawyer, giving her all the information Lu Zichuan had given her about Xu Zhesheng's transfer of assets. She was going to sue him in court and defend her rights through legal means.

After what happened yesterday, she no longer dared to be alone with Xu Zhesheng, nor did she want to chat with him anymore.

Her attitude was lukewarm, which made Yang Chun'er seem like she was meddling in other people's business. As a young lady from a wealthy family, she suddenly had her own temper, snorted, and turned away.

Shen Zhiyi then buried herself in her work again, but after only a few minutes of focused work, someone suddenly called her name.

Shen Zhiyi looked up with a hint of helplessness and saw Assistant Wang standing at the door, waving at her in a well-fitting black suit.

Shen Zhiyi got up and walked over, thinking that Lu Zichuan had some instructions for her to do.

To her surprise, Assistant Wang took a brown paper medicine bag and a thermos from the corner and handed them to her with a smile: "President Lu specifically asked me to bring these over before the meeting this morning. This is scar removal gel brought back from Switzerland. Apply it twice a day, morning and night, and it won't leave marks. There's also oral medication to reduce swelling, to be taken half an hour after meals. The instructions are written on a sticky note."

As he spoke, he slightly opened the lid of the thermos, revealing a soft and glutinous yam and lily bulb porridge, along with two pieces of rice cake sprinkled with dried osmanthus flowers. The temperature was just right, with wisps of steam rising from it.

"This is a breakfast specially prepared for you by President Lu. He also said that if you feel tired today, you can go back to rest at any time. He has already informed the production department about the work progress, so there is no rush."

Shen Zhiyi's fingertips touched the side of the thermos, and the warmth spread up her fingertips. She looked up and smiled at Assistant Wang, "Thank you for your help, Assistant Wang. Please thank President Lu for me."