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

In the middle of the night, Shen Zhiyi woke up thirsty.

She touched the water glass on her bedside table; it was completely empty, not a drop of water in it.

She sighed. She was someone who was extremely prone to dehydration, so she would usually keep a glass of water by her bedside every night. But today, Xu Zhesheng's appearance made her forget about it.

She got out of bed, took her water glass, and first listened to the sounds outside the door before carefully unlocking it and tiptoing out.

After what happened tonight, she's now extremely careful.

Xu Zhesheng was, after all, a man full of vigor. They hadn't done *that* for a long time, so it was normal for him to have needs.

If the Su Manman incident hadn't happened, Shen Zhiyi would naturally have cooperated with him.

But Su Manman, who was pregnant, was like a needle pricking Shen Zhiyi's heart. She couldn't understand or accept it. Now, she felt disgusted even if Xu Zhesheng touched her. She couldn't think of a better solution than divorce.

Shen Zhiyi moved very lightly, without making a sound from beginning to end.

As she was carrying her water glass and preparing to enter the room, she glanced nervously at Xu Zhesheng's room.

The door was wide open, and you could vaguely see that there was no one on the bed.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback. She glanced at the clock on the wall. It was only close to five o'clock. Xu Zhesheng was not sleeping in bed.

She then turned to look at the shoe-changing area by the door, where Xu Zhesheng's slippers were neatly arranged.

He went out?

Shen Zhiyi frowned, immediately realizing that Xu Zhesheng must have been turned away by her and might have gone to see Su Manman.

But Su Manman's belly is so big, can she still do that kind of thing?

Shen Zhiyi was unsure, but then she realized that men had many ways to satisfy their physiological needs, and she didn't need to worry about it.

Even with these thoughts in mind, she still felt a vague unease.

He tightened his grip on the cup, then released it.

Since things have come to this, I should just go to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already 7:30.

Shen Zhiyi got up and quickly washed up. She had gone to bed too late last night, and her dark circles were still there. After covering them with powder, she made herself a bowl of noodles and ate them before leisurely taking a car to the film set.

She actually had a driver's license, but at first she thought that since she and Xu Zhesheng worked together, there was no need to buy two cars. But who knew that Xu Zhesheng was exceptionally busy during that period, having to rush to the film set early every morning to supervise the work, and having to have dinner with investors to discuss projects in the evening. As a result, Shen Zhiyi had to take the bus.

Later, Xu Zhesheng suddenly said that he was afraid people would gossip if they found out that he and Shen Zhiyi were husband and wife. Shen Zhiyi understood his implied meaning and offered to take the bus.

Therefore, she has been taking the bus ever since.

Shen Zhiyi never felt wronged before, after all, she hadn't driven for a long time, and she had extra time on the bus to think about her work.

But when she got off the bus and turned around, she saw Xu Zhesheng's car parked at the entrance of the film set, and Su Manman was getting out of the car wearing a comfortable yet gorgeous dress. Suddenly, she wondered, why should she?

It's not good if her colleagues see it, but it would be fine if she were to switch to Su Manman?

At that moment, Shen Zhiyi really wanted to rush up and question Xu Zhesheng.

But she held back in the end.

Now that the decision to divorce has been made, whatever he does is no longer her concern.

Shen Zhiyi withdrew her gaze and walked towards her workstation as if she hadn't seen anything.

There was a gaze that seemed to be watching her from behind, but she never turned around to look at it again.

Yesterday, Xu Zhesheng told her to prioritize Su Manman's editing, so she didn't go to the set to check on the filming today and spent the whole morning diligently editing the video.

Su Manman's acting skills are really nothing to write home about.

The actor's portrayal of the character was inaccurate, and his facial expressions occasionally made the audience feel out of place.

If it were in the past, Shen Zhiyi would definitely have raised this question with Xu Zhesheng to see if they should reshoot.

But now she doesn't want to care anymore.

She's just a junior editor now. Now that the director has approved it, all she has to do is edit; she doesn't have to worry about anything else.

Even so, she could hear her colleagues whispering amongst themselves while sitting at her workstation, their voices filled with disbelief and barely concealed anger.

"Does Su Manman really think she's the lady of the house? During that crying scene, Director Xu clearly called for it to be done, but she insisted she hadn't performed well and wanted to redo it! And what happened? Each take was worse than the last, and Director Xu ended up filming eight takes with her! Eight takes! Enough for two short shots!"

"Absolutely! The most outrageous thing is the lighting! The photography team worked so hard to set up side-backlighting to emphasize the character's despair, but she insisted that the light made her nasolabial folds too obvious, and demanded that the lighting technician change it to flat lighting! Look at the picture now, it's so bright it looks like a plastic mannequin, where's the texture of a realistic film?"

"Didn't Director Xu used to hate actors interfering with filming? Last time, a veteran actor said something out of line, and he roasted him so badly he couldn't back down. But today, Su Manman was pointing and gesturing, and he was just standing there laughing and coaxing her, saying things like Manman is right, that it makes her look younger. I almost thought I'd gone deaf!"

"Hmph, what do you mean by looking young? She's clearly out of her mind. Just now she insisted on adding scenes for herself. The script clearly says the female lead is crying alone from behind, but she insisted on adding a close-up of her turning around and gazing, saying that it would better show the complexity of the character. Director Xu didn't even read the script, he just nodded and said he'd listen to Manman. Should we rename this movie 'Su Manman's Observation Diary'?"

"Exactly! Our editing team is the real culprit. The lighting and the emotions are all wrong, and we have to clean up the mess in post-production! The footage they just sent had inconsistent color tones and disjointed emotional transitions. This isn't editing; it's like forcibly sewing two pieces of fabric of different colors together! If they keep doing this, the movie will become a complete mess!"

"Sigh, who can argue with that? Director Xu used to be so serious about art, but now he's completely under the thumb of a pregnant woman. It seems that what's in her belly is more precious than our jobs..."

Inside the editing room, complaints were rampant.

Yu Meng'an's brows furrowed as she listened, and she couldn't help but move closer to Shen Zhiyi, pointing to the close-up of the face on the screen that Su Manman had requested to have a close-up of her turning around and gazing back, and whispered:

"Sister Zhi, look at this lighting! It's shining right on the bridge of her nose, like she's in a theatrical performance! And the emotions are completely disjointed. Director Xu would never have let this kind of glaring flaw go unnoticed before. You can talk to Director Xu, so why don't you... give him a heads-up? If this continues, our team's reputation will be ruined!"

Shen Zhiyi glanced at the video that had been sent, and it was indeed exactly the same as what her colleague had complained about.

She hadn't wanted to get involved, but seeing this, she finally pursed her lips and said, "Okay, I understand."

Soon it was time to eat. Shen Zhiyi placed the boxed lunch on the table, intending to finish chatting with Xu Zhesheng before eating.

Arriving at the director's dressing room, she knocked on the door, but to her surprise, it was Zhang Feng who opened it.

Upon seeing Shen Zhiyi, Zhang Feng's smiling face instantly fell. "What are you doing here?"

Shen Zhiyi's gaze fell on the small wooden table behind her, where a variety of delicious home-style dishes were laid out steaming hot. The aroma of braised pork ribs mixed with the sweet and sour smell of sweet and sour fish forcefully entered her nostrils.

Xu Zhesheng was bowing his head to hand chopsticks to Su Manman, his movements as natural as if he had rehearsed them a thousand times.

Su Manman, her pregnant belly protruding, smiled contentedly, her fingertips lightly brushing against Xu Zhesheng's hand.