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

Upon seeing Secretary Wang, Xu Zhesheng realized that the person who had bumped into him was actually Lu Zichuan.

Following the direction he walked, it turned out to be Su Manman's direction as well.

Xu Zhesheng's heart skipped a beat, and he almost instantly knew who the person who had argued with Su Manman was.

He quickly walked over as well.

On the other side, Su Manman was still screaming hysterically, tears mixed with juice streaming down her face, her voice shrill and piercing.

Shen Zhiyi didn't even give her a second glance.

She took another glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, her movements unhurried, as if she were doing something perfectly ordinary.

"Whoosh."

Another glass of wine was poured mercilessly onto Su Manman.

The deep red wine soaked through Su Manman's light-colored dress, creating a large, glaring stain on the fabric that dripped down the hem and pooled on the floor.

Su Manman's scream stopped abruptly, as if someone had grabbed her throat, her eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out of their sockets.

Shen Zhiyi gently placed the empty cup back on the table, looking at her calmly. Her voice was soft, but each word was clear:

"You know this is Director Zhang Tong and his wife's tenth anniversary celebration. But when you were spewing filth at me, didn't you ever consider giving them any face?"

She tilted her head slightly, her eyes devoid of any warmth: "Between the two of us, who is the problem?"

From the day she first bumped into Su Manman and Xu Zhesheng sitting together at Zhang Feng's house, she had thought about splashing that pot of chicken soup directly in their faces.

She had endured it for so long, and originally thought she would just let it go. Anyway, the divorce was imminent, and the Xu family and their affairs had nothing to do with her anymore.

But Su Manman took advantage of the situation and came up to her to say those filthy things.

Since that's the case, she no longer needs to show any mercy to that face.

As for Director Zhang Tong... she'll go apologize to him in person later.

She is different from most people here.

She just wanted to quietly edit the film, without wanting to curry favor with anyone or offend anyone.

However... it was somewhat disappointing that Lu Zichuan had brought her here so specially.

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips, feeling a little guilty.

Forget it, I was just angry and didn't think that much. I'll apologize to him properly later.

Su Manman had just opened her mouth to call out when Shen Zhiyi picked up a piece of cream cake from the long table, weighed it in her hand, and her gaze fell indifferently on Su Manman's face:

"If you yell again, I'll smear this cake right on your face."

Her tone was calm, even gentle, but the coldness in her eyes made Su Manman shut her mouth instantly.

Su Manman was so angry that her eyes turned red and her chest heaved violently, but looking at Shen Zhiyi's "you try it" expression, she really believed that this woman was absolutely capable of doing it.

She forced back her scream, biting her lips until they turned white.

"What happened?"

A deep, steady male voice came from behind the crowd.

Director Zhang Tong walked out of the crowd with his wife, Bai Jing.

He was dressed in a dark-patterned Tang suit, his face dignified yet amiable. Beside him, Bai Jing wore a simple white loose robe. Although her appearance was not stunning, she had a gentle and calm temperament, and her eyes revealed a scholarly air. She was clearly a well-educated and cultured person.

The contrast between the two women's auras made Su Manman, standing in the middle, look particularly unsightly. Her hair was wet and stuck to her face, her dress was stained with wine, and she was wiping her face in a disheveled manner with a handkerchief.

"Director Zhang..." Su Manman spoke first, her voice delicate and deliberately trembling, as if she had suffered a great injustice, "I don't know what I said wrong that made Sister Zhi suddenly so angry and throw juice at me..."

As she spoke, she glanced at Bai Jing out of the corner of her eye, trying to gain her sympathy.

Bai Jing merely frowned slightly, her gaze lingering on her for a moment before she looked away, her face expressionless.

Su Manman gritted her teeth and continued acting: "Director Zhang, please don't blame Sister Zhi for her bad temper. It's all my fault; I must have said something wrong. I apologize to Sister Zhi, and to both of you..."

She turned around, bowed slightly to everyone, and said in a tearful voice, "I'm sorry, I've spoiled everyone's mood. If you're angry, take it out on me, please don't blame Sister Zhi..."

She spoke with such sincerity, displaying a magnanimous air of "I'm taking the blame for Shen Zhiyi."

But no one in the surrounding crowd agreed.

Everyone here isn't stupid. Who couldn't see through Su Manman's manipulative, scheming nature?

Moreover, Shen Zhiyi stood there from beginning to end without saying a word of explanation, simply calmly drinking her juice. This confidence was not without reason.

Director Zhang Tong looked somewhat somber.

Just as Shen Zhiyi was about to step forward to explain the situation, someone had already stepped in front of her and blocked her way.

Lu Zichuan slightly turned to the side, partially shielding her behind him. He didn't turn to look at her, his gaze fixed directly on Su Manman's face. His voice was indifferent, revealing neither joy nor anger:

"Since you say you misspoke, then tell me, what exactly did you say that made her so angry?"

His tone was very soft, even calm, but when those pale eyes swept over her, Su Manman felt as if something was choking her, and even her breath caught in her throat for a moment.

The surrounding crowd also quieted down.

Lu Zichuan's appearance means that this farce can no longer be something Su Manman can continue to act out at will.

Su Manman's expression changed repeatedly, her fingers clenching the handkerchief tightly until her knuckles turned white.

She opened her mouth, but found that she couldn't say those words at all. None of the things she had just said could be brought up in public.

"I...I just..." she stammered, her eyes red-rimmed, looking extremely aggrieved, "I just chatted with Sister Zhi for a few minutes, maybe...maybe I said something that upset her..."

She dared not say it.

She didn't dare say in front of so many people that she had called Shen Zhiyi a "dead fish," and she didn't dare say that she had used Xu Zhesheng to provoke her, because Lu Zichuan was standing right next to Shen Zhiyi.

"Yeah?"

Lu Zichuan tilted his head slightly, a faint smile curving his lips. There was no warmth in that smile, only a chilling coldness that sent shivers down one's spine.

"You think someone would get so angry they'd throw water at you after just a few words?"

"I know Shen Zhiyi. She's gentle and never gets angry easily. But after you described her like that, she's like a balloon that'll burst at the slightest touch. Tell me, which of us really knows Shen Zhiyi?"

Lu Zichuan asked.

Su Manman felt a chill run through her body. She had intended to use her past actions to portray herself as a victim forced to bear the consequences, hoping to gain sympathy from everyone present. But she never expected that Lu Zichuan, who had been nowhere to be seen just moments before, would arrive at the scene so quickly...

Just as she was wondering how to answer, Xu Zhesheng finally came over. He looked at Su Manman's disheveled appearance with a hint of disdain in his eyes, and then fixed his gaze on Shen Zhiyi, the most beautiful woman in the room that night. This was the first time he had met her since the last conflict.

He couldn't help but swallow, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Are you alright?"