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

As she spoke, she walked over, affectionately putting her arm around Yuan Hongsu's shoulder, and smiled meaningfully: "Hey, I knew it! These two kids grew up together since they were little. The bond they have is something those newcomers can't compare to."

Her gaze swept casually over Shen Zhiyi, her smugness barely concealed: "In terms of both family background and character, our Susu is a perfect match for Zichuan!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the air at the restaurant entrance seemed to freeze.

Yuan Jiaqin smiled, her eyes revealing barely suppressed pride.

But Lu Zichuan's gaze didn't linger on her for even a second.

He looked directly at Shen Zhiyi, but she seemed not to have seen anything, still standing quietly beside Lu Xiaojing, with a faint smile on her lips, neither cold nor warm, neither close nor distant.

She wasn't jealous at all; she didn't show even a hint of emotion. She just calmly watched this scene unfold, as if it were nothing more than a play that had nothing to do with her.

A fleeting look of disappointment crossed Lu Zichuan's eyes.

It was like punching cotton, or like a heart full of tension and concern bumping into someone's nonchalant attitude.

But he quickly suppressed that emotion, so quickly that even he couldn't grasp it.

Lu Zichuan shoved Yuan Hongsu aside and strode to Shen Zhiyi's side, his voice low, just loud enough for her to hear: "Finished shopping?"

Shen Zhiyi smiled faintly and nodded gently: "Yes, it's getting dark, and the path in the garden is difficult to walk on. I was afraid Grandma would trip and fall, so I came back first."

As she spoke, she calmly glanced at Yuan Hongsu, who was still standing there in a daze not far away, and said in a natural tone as if nothing had happened: "Are you busy? I'll wait for you outside."

She really didn't mind at all.

She even considerately gave him time to finish his work, as if the scene just now, where his hand was on another girl's waist and the two were so close, didn't even cause a ripple in her heart.

As soon as the words were spoken, He Wenshu, Lu Xiaojing, and Bai Qinghua, who had just walked in from the back, all felt a sudden jolt in their hearts.

The whole family knew perfectly well that Lu Zichuan's plan for them to pretend to be a couple was to lower Shen Zhiyi's guard and make their relationship real. The elders had been cooperating and helping her throughout the entire charade.

But now?

She didn't even flinch when she saw Lu Zichuan and Yuan Hongsu being so intimate.

The whole family was heartbroken.

It’s over.

Shen Zhiyi clearly didn't take this scene to heart at all.

What followed was overwhelming resentment towards Yuan Jiaqin and her daughter. Why did these two have to come today of all times?

What bad luck!

He Wenshu's face darkened, and he directly summoned the driver, saying in an unquestionable tone, "It's getting late, take them home." The driver nodded in response and walked up to Yuan Jiaqin and Yuan Hongsu, gesturing for them to proceed.

Yuan Jiaqin froze on the spot, her smile fading.

Surprisingly, no one responded to what she just said.

Even Lu Xiaojing, who is usually easy to talk to, just watched coldly without saying a word in agreement.

She was unwilling to give up and wanted to say something more, but when she looked up, she met Lu Zichuan's gaze.

Those pale eyes held no warmth, as cold as ice blades in the dead of winter, piercing straight into her.

Yuan Jiaqin's words caught in her throat instantly, as if someone had grabbed her by the neck, leaving her unable to speak.

She pursed her lips, swallowing back her resentment.

Forget it.

The two had already had physical contact today, but Shen Zhiyi showed no reaction whatsoever, which meant that the woman didn't care about Zichuan at all.

She wasn't afraid; there would be plenty of opportunities in the future.

As she passed by Shen Zhiyi, pulling Yuan Hongsu along, she paused slightly.

Those eyes glanced sideways at Shen Zhiyi, a venomous malice hidden in their depths, as if to say: You little bitch, you want to be Lu Zichuan's girlfriend? Only if I'm dead.

Shen Zhiyi noticed the gaze, but she simply turned her head away, neither meeting it nor avoiding it.

The two passed each other by.

After the driver led Yuan Jiaqin and her daughter away through the side door, the lobby finally became completely quiet.

He Wenzhang let out a long sigh of relief, turned to look at Shen Zhiyi, and said with a hint of apology, "Zhiyi, are you alright? Zichuan and Susu are nothing, just relatives. They did grow up together, but Zichuan has never had any feelings for her..."

Shen Zhiyi gently shook her head: "Mom, it's okay."

She said she was fine, but she knew in her heart that Yuan Jiaqin was after her today.

She wasn't unaware of the malice hidden in the woman's glance before she left.

"It's good that you're alright." The clerk patted her hand, then glared at Lu Zichuan. "Yeah, what were you doing just now? You made Zhizhi..."

She was halfway through her sentence when she suddenly realized something and swallowed the rest of her words.

What did Zhizhi get so upset about? Jealous? But she didn't react at all.

He Wenshu was speechless for a moment and had to shut up awkwardly.

Lu Zichuan didn't respond.

He turned his head, his gaze falling on Shen Zhiyi's face. He looked at her intently for a few seconds before asking in a low voice, "You're really not angry?"

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback and looked up at him.

His eyes appeared exceptionally deep under the foyer lights, churning with an emotion she couldn't decipher, as if he were testing her, or perhaps... caring?

She paused, then said truthfully, "Why are you angry?"

One sentence stumped Lu Zichuan.

Why is she angry?

Is it because they're imposters, because she has no right to be angry, or because... she really doesn't care?

The light in Lu Zichuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Looking at his expression, Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

She thought for a moment, then added, "However, if you really need to have physical contact with someone in the future, let me know in advance so I can help you act more convincingly." She said it in a serious tone, as if she were discussing a work-related cooperation plan.

Lu Zichuan: "..."

He stared at her for several seconds, then suddenly reached out and gently flicked her forehead with his fingertips.

The force was light, like a feather brushing past.

"fool."

He uttered that one word, turned and walked towards the living room, his back view carrying an indescribable sense of loneliness.

Shen Zhiyi covered her forehead and stood there stunned for a moment.

fool?

What's wrong with her being stupid?

Lu Xiaojing walked over, patted Shen Zhiyi's hand, and said, "Zhiyi, you must come and visit this old woman more often. I like you very much when I see you, you know?"

Shen Zhiyi nodded and said gently, "I understand, Grandma. I'll come with Zichuan whenever I have time."

Lu Xiaojing nodded with satisfaction.

Lu Zichuan went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water. The icy water splashed on his face, which slightly calmed down the inexplicable emotions in his heart.

After wiping the water off my face, I glanced at myself in the mirror again.

Although she was upset, she took a deep breath and came out of the bathroom, saying to Shen Zhiyi, "Let's go home."