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

"What?!"

Yang Chun'er still had tears welling up in the corners of her eyes. Upon hearing this, she suddenly widened her eyes, staring intently at Shen Zhiyi like a startled rabbit.

Shen Zhiyi sighed and slowly recounted to her the scene she had witnessed a few days ago in the office where Lu Zichuan and Pei Jin were entangled.

Her intention was to make the girl give up and stop wasting her tears, but Yang Chun'er was stunned for two seconds and then burst into tears, crying even more heartbreakingly than before.

"Waaaah... It's all really true!"

Her tears fell like beads from a broken string, as if she had instantly lost some kind of faith that sustained her. She slumped into the chair, her shoulders trembling.

The commotion was quite significant, drawing the attention of many colleagues in the editing room.

Helpless, Shen Zhiyi pushed the entire box of tissues on the table in front of her, lowering her voice: "Grandma, keep your voice down, you're still at work!"

Yang Chun'er cried for a full ten minutes, almost using up a whole pack of tissues, before she finally managed to stop the flood of tears.

She grabbed a tissue, blew her nose without a care for appearances, then grasped Shen Zhiyi's hand with a tragic expression, her eyes revealing a resolute determination like the desolate wind and the cold waters of the Yi River:

"Sister Zhiyi, I'm leaving. You'll have to tough it out here by yourself. I've seen it these past few days; your work ability is truly amazing. Although there are still a bunch of blind people here who don't respect you, I believe you'll shut them up sooner or later."

In the editing department, everyone could see that Yang Chun'er was just there to gain experience; no one ever entrusted her with the core tasks, and she herself was bored out of her mind.

Shen Zhiyi smiled at her relieved expression and gently patted the back of her hand: "Okay, take care."

Yang Chun'er left decisively in the morning, but by the afternoon, the news of Lu Zichuan and Pei Jin's office romance had spread like wildfire throughout the company.

Even though Shen Zhiyi hadn't joined any departmental groups, the whispers still reached her ears like the wind.

Her hand holding the mouse paused slightly, and she couldn't help but wonder.

Logically speaking, given Lu Zichuan's methods and the Lu family's power, if he truly didn't want this matter to leak out, he could have easily suppressed it quietly.

But now this rumor has spread so quickly that almost everyone knows about it...

Could it be that he no longer wants to keep their relationship secret and plans to use this rumor to openly acknowledge his relationship with Pei Jin?

Shen Zhiyi shook her head, thinking that she was probably overthinking it.

After all, that was the boss's private matter, and she, as a subordinate, didn't need to meddle so much.

She only pondered for a few seconds before putting aside her distractions and immersing herself back into the timeline on the screen.

……

On the other side...

After leaving Xu Jing's hospital room that day, Xu Zhesheng told Zhang Feng to go home first.

He sat alone on a bench in the hospital garden, clutching the crumpled and then smoothed-out yellowed report tightly in his hand.

Although he acted like a victor in the hospital room, once the seed of "doubt" was planted, it grew wildly into a towering tree in his heart, making it impossible for him to look at himself the same way again.

He stared at the conclusion of "asthenospermia" countless times, his fingertips trembling.

"Impossible... I can't be the one with the problem..." he muttered to himself, but the paternity test report of Su Manman's child, Shen Zhiyi's confident look, and Tan Gui's words, "You are the one with the problem," swirled in his mind like a curse.

After sitting on the cold stone chair for half a day in the cold wind, Xu Zhesheng finally gritted his teeth and made a decision.

He couldn't let Shen Zhiyi's few words defeat him.

He wanted to investigate himself, to find the most authoritative and discreet institution, and have a comprehensive check-up done again.

He needs to obtain irrefutable evidence to prove that the report is fake and to prove that he, Xu Zhesheng, is a normal man!

Only in this way can he continue to righteously trample on Shen Zhiyi in the upcoming divorce case and continue to demand his five million!

Over the next few days, Xu Zhesheng was like a man possessed, visiting almost every private hospital and medical examination center in the city that he could name.

He dared not go to public hospitals, fearing he might run into acquaintances, and even more so, fearing that his records would be used against him.

Finally, he asked a trusted producer in the industry to contact a highly secretive, high-end medical examination institution. It was said that the doctors there had signed strict confidentiality agreements and that even the test results would not be entered into the online system.

Today is the day he can finally redeem himself.

Led by a nurse, he entered a quiet sampling room and completed all the necessary examinations.

When he came out of the sperm collection room, his legs were even a little weak, but he forced himself to straighten his back, straightened his shirt collar, and walked to the leather sofa in the waiting area at the end of the corridor and sat down.

The waiting time felt like each second was stretched tenfold.

Xu Zhesheng clasped his hands on his knees, his fingertips unconsciously rubbing against each other, his eyes fixed on the glass door at the end of the corridor with the words "Laboratory Department" written on it.

He kept encouraging himself in his mind.

"No problem, I'm definitely fine."

"That report must have been forged by Shen Zhiyi and Tan Gui. What wouldn't they do to cover up the scandal of tampering with medical records?"

"How could I, Xu Zhesheng, possibly have a problem? I'm in excellent health. I got straight A's in physical education in college, and I've consistently maintained a fitness routine since I started working. How could I possibly have asthenospermia?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his reasoning was impeccable, and he even began to feel proud of his calm and rational thinking.

He took out his phone and casually scrolled through the news, trying to make himself look like an ordinary customer coming for a medical check-up, rather than a prisoner awaiting trial.

But his gaze couldn't stay on the screen for more than three seconds.

Every ten seconds or so, his gaze would involuntarily drift toward the door of the laboratory.

He would cross his legs for a while, then put them back down, lock his phone screen for a while, then unlock it again. The sweat on his palms made the phone case slightly damp, but he was completely unaware of it.

He even started to fantasize about what it would be like to receive the report.

The report must have stated that all indicators were normal. Then, he took this irrefutable evidence to Shen Zhiyi and, in front of her, Lu Zichuan, and those old folks, threw the report in their faces.

"Look carefully! The problem is with you, Shen Zhiyi! Not me!"

At that time, he will not only take back the five million, but also make her leave with nothing.

No, he wanted her to kneel down and beg him not to pursue her for fabricating evidence and deceiving him for five years!

He became more and more excited as he thought about it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, and even his breathing became a little rapid.

But the next second, he abruptly extinguished the thought.

What if... what if that report is true?