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

The semi-transparent frosted glass door of the meeting room couldn't block out the shrill voices inside. A group of passing colleagues had already gathered at the door, holding folders and pretending to look for information, standing in the corner with coffee in hand, all with their ears perked up and their eyes shining as if they were waiting for the lottery results.

After all, Shen Zhiyi has been the center of attention at the company recently. First, President Lu spent a lot of money to poach her from Xu Zhesheng, and not long after, Xu Zhesheng came to make a scene. Now, Xu Zhesheng's wife has come to the door. Who wouldn't want to get a piece of this drama?

Besides, everyone still has a prejudice against Shen Zhiyi. They think she's pretty but her skills are questionable. Who knows if she has a mentor? After all, there are so many people in the company who are older than her. They've all worked their way up step by step and none of them have reached the position of head of the editing department. What makes her so special?

Someone, carrying a stack of script notebooks, pretended to look for something and looked up, offering a sarcastic remark: "Ma'am, please calm down. Perhaps there's been some misunderstanding? Our Sister Shen is the head of the editing department. She's usually glued to the editing room, rarely even coming to the break room. Her eyes are only on the timeline and color palette; she wouldn't have time for any men."

Those nearby, seemingly trying to mediate but actually fanning the flames, said, "That's right! She may be pretty, but we have President Lu in our company. Why would she seduce your man instead of President Lu?"

Su Manman was already furious about Xu Zhesheng's disappearance. When she heard someone dare to contradict her, she turned around abruptly, put her hands on her hips, and stepped on a piece of bone china that had just been smashed. It was a unique piece that Lu Zichuan had specially ordered from Jingdezhen. She had smashed three pieces when she went crazy just now. The broken pieces were still embedded in the carpet, making her high heels stand out even more.

Her rhinestone-studded manicure nearly punctured the glass door. Her eyeliner, smudged from her earlier tantrum and crying, had spread to her lower eyelids, making her look disheveled and fierce. Her voice rose even higher, spitting onto the glass: "Stop defending her! What are you pretending to be so high and mighty for! I've seen her like that before! Back in Xu Zhesheng's film crew, which male actor didn't she sidle up to and give pointers to? Relying on her looks, she's trying to climb the social ladder. Now she's clinging to your CEO Lu. What kind of good person is she?"

She became increasingly agitated, pounding on the glass door so hard she knocked a diamond off her fingernail. Her voice was shrill, like fingernails scraping a blackboard: "My man hasn't come home for days! I've asked all his relatives and friends, and nobody knows where he is! He used to be closest to Shen Zhiyi, so what else could it be but her hiding him? Shen Zhiyi, you coward! You have the guts to steal my man but not the guts to come out and face me, huh?! Get out here!"

"Hey, wait a minute..." Suddenly, someone in the crowd, carrying a stack of clapperboards, seemed to have just remembered something. He deliberately dragged out his words, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for everyone to hear clearly, "Aren't you actress Su Manman? If I'm not mistaken, am I? I haven't heard anything about you getting married in the industry... but the rumors about you having a child out of wedlock are quite widespread."

He paused, as if deliberately trying to embarrass Su Manman, or perhaps out of pure curiosity, before blurting out the question everyone wanted to ask: "Speaking of which, your relationship is really convoluted. There were rumors that Shen Zhiyi and Xu Zhesheng were legally married, but then it was said that the child in your belly was Director Xu's. Now, Shen Zhiyi has just switched to Jiangxing, and there are rumors all over the place about her and our CEO Lu… So, who's with whom? Can you explain it to us?"

These words were like a needle, precisely piercing Su Manman's sore spot.

How could she possibly admit in front of so many people that she was a mistress who took over her husband's position?

Her eyes darted around, and she immediately adopted a victim-like, aggrieved expression, raising her voice to a shrill, high-pitched tone as if afraid no one would hear her: "Of course the child in my belly is Xu Zhesheng's! Although we haven't registered our marriage yet, we're already discussing the wedding!"

She suddenly raised her right hand, and the diamond ring the size of a pigeon's egg on her ring finger shone brightly under the spotlights of the reception room, dazzlingly bright. "Look closely? This is his proposal! He promised to marry me, to give me and our child a proper status!"

The diamond ring was of excellent quality; it was clearly something Xu Zhesheng had bought at great expense to appease her.

The onlookers were indeed stunned by the spectacle, letting out a series of low gasps of surprise.

"My God, this diamond must be at least five carats!"

"Isn't that Director Xu's fiancée? And what about Shen Zhiyi...?"

"Tsk tsk, isn't Shen Zhiyi just seducing a married man? Stealing her ex-husband's fiancée's man? What kind of melodramatic plot is this?"

Someone in the crowd immediately chimed in, their tone brimming with undisguised contempt: "I knew it! With that vixen-like face, she doesn't look like a decent person! She's so young to have climbed to the position of chief editor, and she hasn't even broadened her horizons or gained much experience. What real skills could she possibly have? She probably slept her way up!"

"Exactly! Before, with so many people in our editing department, the clips were all mixed together and edited together, with no labels indicating who did it. How could she accurately point out who edited poorly just by looking at them? I don't believe it! That's not ability, that's clearly manipulation! It's all an act for others to see!"

Malicious speculation spread like a virus among the people, and Shen Zhiyi's reputation plummeted in just a few words.

Yang Chun'er stood beside Shen Zhiyi, trembling with anger. Her meticulously drawn eyebrows were now furrowed. She rolled up her sleeves, ready to charge forward: "These people are incompetent and love to gossip! They can't even edit properly, so they frame others! I'll tear their mouths apart!"

Shen Zhiyi grabbed her wrist.

Her face was calm, even colder than before, but her hands, hanging at her sides, were clenched silently, her knuckles digging until her palms turned white.

"No need," she said, her voice cold and unwavering, as if those malicious speculations were nothing more than a passing breeze. "You can't shut other people's mouths. If I cared about everyone's opinions, I'd be living a very tiring life."

She pursed her lips, her gaze sweeping lightly over the pigeon-egg diamond ring on Su Manman's hand that sparkled under the light. Her heart remained undisturbed, only indifferent: "It's their freedom to spread rumors however they want. I just need to do my own thing."

Her gaze returned to Su Manman's face, contorted with rage, and her voice suddenly hardened with authority: "But her outburst here has seriously disrupted the company's normal operations. This matter needs to be addressed."

After saying that, she ignored Yang Chun'er, who was jumping up and down in anger beside her, and walked straight out.

The moment you push open the door to the reception room, a cacophony of noise hits you.

She kept her eyes straight ahead, her face calm and expressionless, as if the prying eyes and whispers didn't exist. She walked step by step toward Su Manman, who was standing with her hands on her hips, looking smug and waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

"Shen Zhiyi! You finally dared to show your face!"

Upon seeing her appear, Su Manman seemed to have finally met the person in question. A twisted glee instantly spread across her face, and she shrieked in a shrill voice, "Where did you hide A-Zhe?! You stole someone else's man, and now you don't even dare to let him out?"

Shen Zhiyi didn't even frown, as if she had heard some insignificant noise.

She stopped, raised her eyes, and swept her gaze across them sharply, retorting, "You keep saying Xu Zhesheng is your fiancé, so what does his disappearance have to do with me?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear: "We can't find anyone to report this to the police!"

She looked at Su Manman again, her eyes devoid of any warmth: "But now, please leave immediately. Otherwise, I will have security escort you out."