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

"Oh, isn't this Director Xu?"

Yang Chun'er, who had been standing beside Shen Zhiyi, suddenly let out an exaggerated exclamation. Smiling, she pulled a small notebook and pen from her bag, rushed over to Xu Zhesheng, her eyes shining like a true fan meeting their idol: "Hello, hello! I'm your fan! That movie you made last time was so good, I loved it! Could you sign it for me?"

She was exquisitely beautiful, dressed in designer brands, and looked every bit the young lady of the house. Her excited expression surprised Xu Zhesheng for a moment, but he still took the pen and signed his name in her notebook, saying, "Thank you for your liking."

"You're welcome."

Yang Chun'er waved her hand, and right in front of him, with a "rip," she tore the signature page off: "This signature, I'm going to stick it on my front door. After all, scumbags of this caliber are rare; putting it on the door will definitely ward off evil spirits!"

She was clearly speaking with a smile, but her words were ambiguous, leaving Xu Zhesheng stunned for a long time before he realized that she was subtly mocking him.

"you......"

"What do you mean, 'what the hell'?!" Yang Chun'er's smile vanished instantly, replaced by a narrowed gaze as she glared at him. "Do you know that someone like you would be considered trash even in ancient times?"

"In ancient times, men had multiple wives and concubines, but one thing was guaranteed: the position of the principal wife was unshakeable. Even if the mistresses entered the main room, they still had to serve the principal wife tea and water and speak politely to her."

"And what about you? Not only did you secretly marry your wife for years while pretending to be single, but you also cheated on her with a mistress, got her pregnant, and even wanted your wife and mistress to coexist peacefully!"

"What's wrong with you? Is there a throne to inherit in the family, or is there some diamond in your hair that your wife has to tolerate?"

"Openly cheating is one thing, but now the mistress is showing off in front of the wife, and instead of reprimanding her, you simply describe it as a quarrel? So all those movies you made were for nothing?"

"I despise men like you the most. You're disgusting and shameless!"

"I did watch your film, but what part of it didn't benefit from Shen Zhiyi's work? Could you have won an award without her editing?"

"You have no gratitude whatsoever and dare to speak ill of someone in front of their mistress? You're so shameless, you might as well tear your face off and stick it on your door to ward off evil spirits!"

"Let me tell you, I recorded everything that just happened. Even if Zichuan doesn't report you, I'll post it online and let everyone see what kind of scumbags you are!"

"National Little Flower? Golden Duck Award-winning director? Bah! Take a piss and look at yourselves, do you even deserve it?"

Yang Chun'er cursed relentlessly, each sentence piercing the heart, each word clear and distinct.

As Su Manman and Xu Zhesheng's faces grew darker and darker, her smile grew even brighter.

"When I saw you guys before lunch, you all assumed I was on a diet! Do you know why? Seeing garbage ruins my appetite!"

"Get lost, a good dog doesn't block the way!"

As she spoke, she pulled Shen Zhiyi along, preparing to leave.

"Wait! She's recording!" Su Manman keenly grasped the key point in her words and shook Xu Zhesheng's arm: "Stop her quickly! If this video gets posted online, we're doomed!"

Xu Zhesheng was already annoyed. The film's evaluation was really bad. He personally came to see the evaluation data of "The Star" today. If the trend continued, he would not only fail to make money, but would even lose money. Now he either had to gather the original cast and reshoot the entire film, or re-edit it.

The first one was impossible to achieve, and he had already started implementing the second one. However, he had been used to being a director for so many years, and Shen Zhiyi had always been in charge of editing. Without her, he felt like a useless person. He spent an entire afternoon editing a single second of footage and still couldn't get it right. When he shamelessly asked the team he had worked with before for help, they asked for more money.

He's getting a divorce, dividing his assets, and preparing a dowry for Su Manman. He simply doesn't have that much money. He was thinking of coming to Jiangxing today to see if he could talk to Shen Zhiyi and ask her for help, but that blind Su Manman has gotten into another fight with her.

He was truly fed up with this situation.

Just a month ago, he was riding high, even giving Shen Zhiyi a villa worth 500 million yuan for Su Manman. But now, the villa is unusable, and he has fallen into trouble again and again.

After thinking it over and over, he felt that it was all Su Manman's fault!

His work, family, and finances all fell apart the moment he met her, and now he has to risk his reputation too!

He's so annoyed.

He abruptly shoved Su Manman's hand away with surprising force, glaring at her and roaring, "Can't you just shut up for a minute?!"

He was incredibly strong, and Su Manman was caught off guard. She was thrown back two steps and bumped into the car door. Her waist was hit directly by the door handle with a loud "bang," and the pain brought tears to her eyes instantly.

But Xu Zhesheng had no interest in her at all.

He stepped forward, looked at Shen Zhiyi, his palms sweating, and spoke in an unprecedentedly humble tone: "Those words were just said in anger, don't take them seriously."

"Su Manman was indeed wrong just now, and I apologize to you on her behalf."

His tone was sincere, and his previous arrogance was gone.

But Shen Zhiyi no longer wanted to accept her kindness.

She had heard his apologies too many times during this period, but it was no use. Every time they appeared, it made her feel extremely bad.

"I understand." She forced a smile, neither saying whether she forgave or not. "If there's nothing else, I'm going to eat now."

"What do you want to eat?" Seeing her about to leave, Xu Zhesheng hurriedly stepped forward. "A new Cantonese restaurant opened nearby, and it's really good. Don't you like light food? Shall I take you there?"

Before Shen Zhiyi could speak, Yang Chun'er rolled her eyes again: "No need, Director Xu. I'll treat her to dinner today. You'd better keep an eye on your wallet!"

Xu Zhesheng moved forward again, asking, "How about tonight? Tomorrow? The day after? When are you free? This matter is our problem today, so consider it my treat to dinner to make up for it, okay?"

His voice even carried a hint of pleading: "Surely we're not so incompatible as to not be able to eat at the same table?"

"I heard Mom is sick, I'm planning to go see her..."

Upon hearing him mention Xu Jing, Shen Zhiyi's hand, which was hanging by her side, twitched.

How rare! In the past, whenever something happened to her family, he would always pretend not to hear. He wouldn't even bother to ask her a question, let alone go back with her. Every time she mentioned it, he would just frown and tell her, "Don't bother me while I'm creating unless it's a matter of life and death."

Over time, she stopped talking about her family in front of him.

And now he's actually brought it up on his own initiative.

"If she wants to eat, I'll keep her company; there's no need for Director Xu to take the time."

Lu Zichuan spoke calmly, his gaze lingering on Shen Zhiyi, a fleeting tenderness in his eyes, "Also, let me remind you, you and she are about to get a divorce, Director Xu, you need to be more precise with your words."

This sentence specifically refers to the phrase "our mother".