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

Lu Zichuan led her step by step toward the center of the dance floor.

Shen Zhiyi thought she would be so nervous that her hands and feet would stiffen, but when his other hand gently rested on her waist, she found that she didn't need to think about which foot to take next.

His guidance was incredibly precise.

Every change in force, every shift in the center of gravity, was silently transmitted through the hand resting on her waist.

She only needed to follow his rhythm, like a leaf drifting with the water, and naturally, she merged into the same melody as him.

The first piece is a waltz.

The three-beat rhythm was melodious and regular. Lu Zichuan led her in spinning, advancing, retreating, and sidestepping, his movements flowing smoothly.

As Shen Zhiyi twirled, her skirt unfurled, the wine-red velvet shimmering in the warm light like a blooming rose, its petals cascading down in layers, drawing the attention of many on the edge of the dance floor.

"You danced very well." Lu Zichuan looked down at her, his voice right next to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe.

Shen Zhiyi blushed slightly: "It's because you took such good care of me... I was really afraid of stepping on your feet."

"Then give it a try." He suddenly curled his lips into a rare, mischievous smile. "Try stepping on it."

With a mixture of disbelief and skepticism, Shen Zhiyi actually stepped lightly on the tip of his shoe.

Lu Zichuan didn't even frown, and his steps didn't even falter. Instead, he took advantage of that slight misstep and spun her around even more.

Shen Zhiyi felt dizzy as he was caught by him and landed back on his chest. Her heart was pounding like crazy.

"See," he whispered, a hint of amusement in his voice, "I told you, you can't hurt me."

Shen Zhiyi kept her head down, not daring to look at him, her ears burning hot.

Everything around me seemed to have faded away.

The whispers of the guests, the clinking of glasses in the distance, and even the cello music all became blurred and distant.

The center of the dance floor seemed to be separated by a transparent barrier, with only her and Lu Zichuan inside, his warmth, and the scent of sandalwood emanating from him.

When the music ended, soft applause rang out from the crowd.

Shen Zhiyi then realized that she had actually danced the entire dance without making a single mistake.

She looked up and saw Lu Zichuan looking down at her, his pale eyes reflecting the warm yellow light and her slightly flushed face.

"Miss Shen," he said, still holding her hand, his voice as soft as a sigh, "you are much better than you think."

"Thank you, it's all thanks to you for taking such good care of me."

Shen Zhiyi smiled.

......

After the two danced for a while, Assistant Wang suddenly came over and whispered a few words in Lu Zichuan's ear. His expression changed, he apologized to Shen Zhiyi, and turned to leave.

With nothing much to do at the ball, Shen Zhiyi took the opportunity to go to the garden for some fresh air.

The estate was larger than she had imagined. She had walked for twenty minutes and still hadn't seen the whole garden. Her high heels were rubbing her feet, but luckily there was a pavilion not far away, so she went over to rest for a while.

I had barely sat down when I heard people arguing in the corridor behind me.

Shen Zhiyi wasn't a gossipy person, and was about to offer them her seat when she suddenly heard a familiar name.

"Is this why you haven't gotten married all these years? Lu Zichuan, do you even respect the Lu family? Do you even respect me, your mother?!"

"Although you have an older brother, our Lu family has a history of over a hundred years, and we have never had a man seeking another man before. If this gets out, how will I, your father, your grandparents, your brother and sister-in-law face anyone?"

"Auntie...you've misunderstood..."

These words were Pei Jin's voice, and Shen Zhiyi heard them very clearly.

It was because of this title that Shen Zhiyi remembered who had spoken earlier. It was He Shuyun, Lu Zichuan's mother, whom she had met briefly at the hospital before.

She crouched low and carefully walked over, only to see three people standing there.

He Shuyun wore a dark red cheongsam, her hair tied up, and her arms crossed. She looked as luxurious as ever, but at this moment, there was no smile on her face. When she looked at Lu Zichuan, it was as if she wanted to devour him.

Lu Zichuan stood opposite her, but unlike his usual calm and collected demeanor, he seemed somewhat at a loss, his eyes darting around and his head hanging low, as if he were a child who had done something wrong.

Pei Jin, standing beside him, was so frightened that she didn't even dare to lift her head. She shrugged and listened to He Shuyun's instruction, looking like she wanted to say something but didn't dare to. She looked so pitiful.

Seeing that they were all silent, and that she felt like she was performing a one-woman show, He Shuyun became even angrier. She pointed her index finger at Lu Zichuan's shoulder and said, "Say something! Aren't you usually so talkative? Why aren't you saying a word now?"

Lu Zichuan looked up with a hint of helplessness: "Mom, what do you want me to say?"

He Shuyun crossed her arms and said firmly, "Tell him you have nothing to do with this man, and he'll be fired next week. You'll never see him again!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zichuan's eyes widened suddenly, and he exclaimed, "Impossible!"

Upon hearing this, He Shuyun took two steps back in anger, and Pei Jin quickly stepped forward to support her: "Auntie, are you alright?"

"Don't touch me!" He Shuyun immediately shook off Pei Jin with such force that she almost threw him off balance. Fortunately, Lu Zichuan stepped forward and helped her up.

"Mom, if you have a problem, take it out on me. Don't make things difficult for him."

Lu Zichuan shielded Pei Jin behind him.

He Shuyun was so angry her hands trembled. She pointed at Lu Zichuan and stammered "You, you, you" for a long time before finally uttering a harsh threat: "Fine, if you're so capable, then keep going until the end. In the meantime, don't go back to the old house, lest your grandparents be driven to their deaths by your anger!"

After saying that, He Shuyun turned and left.

After listening for a while, Shen Zhiyi roughly understood what was going on. Just as she thought it was none of her business and was about to leave, she suddenly stepped on a tree branch, which made a "creak" sound.

"Who?"

Lu Zichuan's voice suddenly turned icy cold, and Shen Zhiyi shivered in fright.

There's no way she can run away now; she can only come out on her own before being caught red-handed.

She took a deep breath and stepped outside. In the moonlight, her tight dress clung to her body, making even her shadow on the ground appear more alluring.

"Mr. Lu, it's me." She kept her voice calm. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to get some fresh air, I didn't expect to encounter something like this. Don't worry, I absolutely won't reveal a single word to anyone!"

She raised her hand as if to swear an oath.

However, Lu Zichuan, who had been exceptionally gentle while dancing with her just moments before, now looked at her as if she were a stranger, his gaze icy. Even from a meter away, Shen Zhiyi could feel the chill emanating from him that could freeze a person to death: "How can you guarantee that?"