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

The car stopped at the end of the alley.

Shen Zhiyi looked up and saw a low-key gray-white building in front of her. There was no eye-catching sign, only a simple brass wall lamp above the porch and a small nameplate that was almost invisible if you didn't look carefully.

Lu Zichuan walked around to the passenger side and opened the car door for her: "We're here."

Shen Zhiyi got out of the car and followed him through the gate.

The interior is surprisingly spacious, with high ceilings, warm yellow spotlights, beige linen sofas, and a faint scent of cedar in the air. It's so quiet you can hear the ticking of the wall clock.

A female designer dressed in a simple suit came up to him and nodded slightly when she saw Lu Zichuan: "Mr. Lu, you've arrived."

"Hmm." Lu Zichuan turned to Shen Zhiyi and gestured, "Shen Zhiyi, you already met last night."

Shen Zhiyi took a look and realized that it was Director Lin, who had done her styling yesterday.

Seeing someone familiar, Shen Zhiyi relaxed slightly and greeted her with a smile: "Director Lin, it's nice to see you again."

Director Lin smiled and pointed her in the right direction: "Ms. Shen, the clothes are ready. Please come in and try them on."

Shen Zhiyi was led to the fitting room by her. When she saw the dress hanging on the rack, her breath hitched slightly.

Unlike the glamorous and dazzling burgundy evening gown from yesterday, this one in front of me is a misty blue knee-length dress made of matte silk. The cut is simple and clean, without any unnecessary embellishments, except for a very thin silver trim at the neckline.

It is understated and elegant, exuding just the right amount of nobility.

She reached out and touched the fabric; it was cool to the touch and as smooth as water.

"This is......"

"Mr. Lu chose it," Director Lin said with a smile, standing behind her. "He said that you have fair skin and that blue would look good on you. He also decided on the style—not too long so you can move around easily, and not too close so you can wear it comfortably."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned. She thought she was just going to pick out any clothes and wear them, but the fabric and style showed that Lu Zichuan had put thought into them.

But she only agreed to go to the old house with Lu Zichuan this morning. How could she have made such a perfect product in such a short time?

She couldn't help but ask, "When was the candidate selected?"

Just as Director Lin was about to speak, Lu Zichuan suddenly knocked on the door: "How is it? Is it suitable?"

As if receiving some kind of signal, Director Lin opened the fitting room door. "Ms. Shen, please try it on first. If it doesn't fit, we can alter it."

As she spoke, she took off her skirt and handed it to Shen Zhiyi.

A few minutes later, she came out wearing that hazy blue dress.

The skirt fell just an inch above her knees, with a perfectly cinched waist that made her already fair skin appear even more radiant.

The silk fabric swayed gently with her movements, flowing like ripples on water.

Director Lin nodded in satisfaction: "It's suitable, no changes needed."

When Shen Zhiyi went out in a skirt, Lu Zichuan had already changed his clothes. His pink shirt had been replaced with a blue and white striped shirt, and he was still wearing the same white suit pants, which looked somewhat coordinated with hers.

When he saw Shen Zhiyi come out, his gaze lingered on her for a moment before he slowly put down the magazine in his hand.

"Is it inappropriate?" Shen Zhiyi felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and adjusted her skirt.

"It suits you." Lu Zichuan stood up, walked to her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment before settling on her dress. His voice was deep and earnest. "It looks very good."

He paused, then added, "It's even better looking than I imagined."

Shen Zhiyi felt her ears burning from his gaze, and her fingers unconsciously gripped the hem of her skirt.

Director Lin tactfully stepped back two paces, pretending to tidy up the other clothes on the hanger, but a smile quietly crept onto his lips.

"Um..." Shen Zhiyi lowered her head, her voice soft, "Didn't we just decide to go this morning? Why does it feel like you've been preparing for a long time?"

Her tone carried a hint of apprehension and suspicion, as if she had stumbled upon some conspiracy.

Upon hearing this, Lu Zichuan paused, then said, "Director Lin's skills are excellent; a few hours should be enough for her to finish the product, right?"

He silently gave Director Lin a look, and the latter, of course, cooperated and said, "Yes, and after seeing you yesterday, I felt that you have a really good figure. After coming back, I thought about making a dress for you that would definitely be a hit. Today, Mr. Lu mentioned it to me, and it just so happens to be a perfect match."

Shen Zhiyi didn't know much about fashion design, but seeing what they said, she believed them, "Oh...I see..."

"Let's go, we still need to pick out some things, we don't have much time left."

Lu Zichuan stood up and said.

Shen Zhiyi smiled gratefully at Director Lin and then followed Lu Zichuan out the door.

The two then went to the mall. Shen Zhiyi thought that the gift for the elders should not be too insignificant, but it also could not be too expensive, otherwise, given her current relationship with Lu Zichuan, it would be easy for people to misunderstand. But if it was too casual, she was afraid of being impolite.

As she was pondering this, the car had already entered the underground parking garage of a high-end shopping mall in the city center.

The elevator went straight to the third floor. As soon as Shen Zhiyi stepped out of the car, she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

The entire floor was almost entirely booked out.

It wasn't a real clearing out; rather, Lu Zichuan seemed to have given prior notice. Employees from several tea shops and health supplement counters were standing at the door waiting. Upon seeing them arrive, they all nodded in unison: "Mr. Lu, Ms. Shen."

Shen Zhiyi paused, instinctively shrinking back behind Lu Zichuan.

"You... made arrangements in advance?"

"Hmm." Lu Zichuan said without changing his expression, "So you don't waste your time picking and choosing."

He led her to the first tea shop. Looking at the dazzling array of teas, she wasn't quite sure how to choose, so she tugged at Lu Zichuan's sleeve and whispered, "What kind of tea do Grandpa and Grandma like to drink?"

"Grandpa likes to drink Pu'er tea, and Grandma prefers white tea." Lu Zichuan knows his family well. As he spoke, he pointed to the tea in the cabinet and said to the shop assistant, "Wrap this up."

He picked things out with astonishing speed, hardly hesitating at all. He wanted to know which year's Pu'er tea, which brand of white tea, what specifications of bird's nest for He Shuyun, and what brand of tonics for Lu Ziyang and his wife. He picked things up as he walked, as decisively and efficiently as if he were reviewing documents.

Shen Zhiyi followed behind him, carrying several gift boxes in her arms. She thought to herself that she didn't need to come at all. Lu Zichuan could just buy the gifts and go directly to the old house, saving her the trouble of being a human porter.

Just then, Lu Zichuan received a phone call. He briefly told Shen Zhiyi and went to answer it.

Shen Zhiyi obediently held her things and waited. The shop assistant who had been following her suddenly covered her mouth and chuckled softly, "This young lady is going to meet the parents, right? You've clearly chosen the right person. Your future husband is so attentive to his family; you won't have to worry about anything in the future!"

Shen Zhiyi's cheeks flushed, and she was about to wave her hand to explain, "That's not how it is," when her gaze shifted and she suddenly stopped.

At the store entrance, Su Manman, wearing large sunglasses, walked in arm in arm with Xu Zhesheng.

As soon as she entered the store, she slammed a credit card on the counter, raised her chin, and shouted at the clerk, "Where are the staff? Quickly bring out your best tea and best tonics! We're getting married soon, we're not short of money!"

The sound was sharp and bright, like a fingernail scratching glass, and the air in the entire store instantly froze.