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

Shen Zhiyi hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "It's possible... but may I ask why it's me?"

She paused, her voice tinged with an unconscious awkwardness: "Don't misunderstand, I just feel that there must be many outstanding girls around you, better than me in terms of status and family background..."

Lu Zichuan didn't stop walking. He glanced at her sideways, his tone neither warm nor hurried, yet it was like a pebble thrown into her heart: "Because you are the most suitable."

Four simple words, yet they made Shen Zhiyi's heart skip a beat.

"Huh?" She blinked, her mind involuntarily flashing back to Lu Zichuan's words, "I have a crush on her," and her heart inexplicably quickened.

Lu Zichuan calmly withdrew his gaze, his voice carrying a hint of something unfathomable: "You'll find out the specifics on that day."

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips: "Alright then."

After settling Xu Jing into a VIP ward, Lu Zichuan left first.

Tan Gui had originally arranged a single room for Xu Jing, but compared to this VIP special care ward, it was like the difference between a rental apartment and a luxury mansion.

The space over there felt cramped with just a few people standing, but this place was spacious enough to fit everything in, like a small studio apartment. There was plenty of room to turn around and put things down.

The decor is understated yet luxurious, with warm lighting and a few ink paintings on the wall adding a touch of home to the cold hospital room.

Xu Jing was very satisfied with the environment, and even ate half a bowl more than usual for dinner.

During the meal, her gaze kept drifting towards Shen Zhiyi, and she hesitated several times before speaking, poking around in her bowl with her chopsticks but not saying a word.

Shen Zhiyi sighed and put down her spoon: "Mom, just ask what you want to ask. Don't be so secretive; it's making me anxious."

Xu Jing then put down her chopsticks, pursed her lips, and cautiously asked, "Um... Zhizhi, what exactly is your relationship with that President Lu?"

She paused, then lowered her voice: "You two were college classmates, right? He really... had a crush on you for so long?"

"Back then..." She wanted to say, "How could you have fallen for such an outstanding man like Xu Zhesheng?" but considering her daughter's feelings, she swallowed the words back, leaving only a meaningful pause.

Shen Zhiyi knew her mother all too well, and she could easily understand the implied meaning.

She smiled, her tone nonchalant: "President Lu is just my current boss at my company. Although we went to the same university, we only knew of each other a few times back then, let alone spoken. His words just now were purely to spite Xu Zhesheng; did you really take them seriously?"

Xu Jing didn't respond immediately, but instead looked at her daughter quietly for a long time. Her eyes, which had been weathered by the years, held a kind of wisdom unique to those who had been through it all.

She slowly shook her head: "Zhizhi, what he said doesn't seem like a lie."

"If it were true or false, would he have needed to find so many specialists for me? Would he have gone to the trouble of changing me to a VIP ward?"

Xu Jing's voice was soft, yet every word was clear, "Judging from what you've said today, he must have helped you many times before. Given his status and position, how could he possibly have so much free time?"

She paused, gazing out the window as if recalling the scene from just moments ago: "He was aloof, didn't talk much, and showed absolutely no obsequiousness towards me or your father. But the way he looked at you..."

She turned back and looked directly at her daughter. "If you look closely, you can see the tenderness. That's definitely not the look a typical boss gives a subordinate."

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhiyi's smile deepened, but it carried a hint of barely perceptible reluctance:

"Mom, you're overthinking it. Who is Lu Zichuan? He's the second young master of the Lu family. What kind of woman can't he have? Celebrities, socialites, rich heiresses—no one would refuse him if he asked. How could he possibly be interested in someone like me…"

She almost said the word "ordinary," but then felt it was inappropriate and vaguely stopped herself.

Xu Jing wanted to say something more, but Shen Zhiyi waved her hand, her tone deliberately relaxed: "Alright, Mom, President Lu is just being considerate because he sees how hard I work. His words today were just to help me save face in front of Xu Zhesheng, don't overthink it."

As she spoke, she picked up her bowl and continued drinking her soup.

In the following days, Shen Zhiyi did not see Xu Zhesheng, nor did she receive a single phone call or text message from him. She was happy to be free, as the day of their official divorce was one week closer.

She was busy editing movies all day and didn't have much contact with Lu Zichuan.

However, on this day, Yang Chun'er walked over angrily, pulled out the stool next to Shen Zhiyi and sat down, her lips pouting, as if she had suffered a great injustice.

Although Shen Zhiyi still faces rejection from her colleagues in the office these days, Yang Chun'er is particularly close to her, and over time, the two have become somewhat familiar with each other.

She looked at her curiously. "What's wrong?"

Yang Chun'er slumped onto the table, choking back tears, and said, "The rumors are true!"

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback: "What rumor?"

Yang Chun'er cried for a while before raising her head and saying, "I originally thought that Brother Zichuan was only single because he had never had anyone he liked. After all, he had never had a woman or a man around him."

"But who knew that news came from the secretary's office that someone had personally witnessed Brother Zichuan and that Pei Jin, what's her name, being all entangled and pulling at each other in his office!"

"I did some research, and it turns out Pei Jin is a recent college graduate who doesn't meet the hiring requirements for the secretary's office at all. It was Brother Zichuan who personally put in the strings and got him in!"

"He actually... he really is gay!"

Yang Chun'er's tears fell in a steady stream, her eyes swollen from crying: "Tell me, what should I do?"

"If he liked women, I could fight for him, but he only likes men. I can't exactly get a sex change... Waaah..."

Yang Chun'er cried so hard that tears streamed down her face, and she even hiccuped when she spoke.

Shen Zhiyi was not surprised at all after hearing this, after all, she had personally witnessed Lu Zichuan and Pei Jin, who was more charming than a woman, being intimate right under her nose.

She tore a few tissues from the box and handed them to Yang Chun'er: "Wipe your face, you're not pretty anymore after crying all this time."

Upon hearing this, Yang Chun'er quickly took the tissue and wiped her face while complaining, "My family originally wanted me to get into the General Star program so that I could develop a relationship with Brother Zichuan. Now it seems like there's absolutely no chance. Tomorrow I'll tell them I'm going home to play. Whoever wants to be in this lousy class can be in it!"

As she spoke, she noticed that Shen Zhiyi showed no sign of sadness whatsoever, and stared at her with wide, red eyes: "Aren't you sad? Brother Zichuan treats you differently from other women."

Shen Zhiyi shrugged and whispered in her ear, "I already knew about this."