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

Everyone instinctively held their breath and looked in the direction of the sound.

Standing at the door was Xu Zhesheng, the man Su Manman had been longing for.

But the man in front of her was completely different from the director she used to know, who, while not exactly sophisticated, was at least clean and neat.

He was wearing an obviously ill-fitting, oversized shirt, the collar so loose you could fit a fist inside, the hem haphazardly tucked into his waistband, and even though it was secured with a belt, the waistband still dangled too far out at his waist, the shirt worn crookedly on his body.

As soon as he entered, his gaze fell directly on Shen Zhiyi, who was sitting on the inside.

"Zhizhi, are you alright?"

He strode towards Shen Zhiyi, his footsteps creating a gentle breeze and carrying with them his rotten, sour smell, causing the pampered Yang Chun'er to back away.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? If you have something to say, stand back and say it. Don't get so close!"

Yang Chun'er frowned and waved her hand so wide it almost flew.

Xu Zhesheng's scent might not be strong, but her sense of smell is very sensitive. His home is usually fragrant, and the enclosed space of the office makes his scent even stronger.

As soon as he approached, the hairs on her body stood on end. She had seen Xu Zhesheng's movies before and thought he was a thoughtful person, and she quite liked him. But when she found out he was a cheating scumbag, she immediately lost interest. And now, seeing him appear in front of everyone in such a disheveled state, with a stench about him, she wanted to scream to the heavens. How could there be such a disgusting person in this world!

Xu Zhesheng paused. He knew the clothes smelled bad when he was looking for them, but this was the least smelly one he had been looking for. He looked at Shen Zhiyi, his gaze blatantly scanning her up and down, like a human X-ray machine, making her feel uncomfortable.

Shen Zhiyi thought she had always been very patient, but under his gaze, she felt as if she were naked. His gaze was too intense and contained feelings that she could not bear at all, making her feel violated and disrespected.

She frowned, took a step back imperceptibly, turned her face away to avoid his gaze, and said coldly to Su Manman, "Since you're here, hurry up and take her away."

He then said to Su Manman, "Sage Xu Zhe has arrived. Now that you've seen him, hurry up and sign."

Su Manman didn't want to sign in the first place. She originally wanted to wait until Xu Zhesheng came and ask him for help, but when he actually arrived and smelled his scent, she couldn't help but want to back away, her eyes filled with the words "Who are you?"

Previously, Xu Zhesheng had an excellent reputation in the industry. He was young and promising, having won the Golden Duck Award for Best Director in his twenties. He had a bright future, was handsome, and even many stars were not as good-looking as him. Moreover, he was powerful and rich, and had the final say on set. Before she was with him, Su Manman looked at him with eyes full of admiration.

Even after they got together, Su Manman found that he had lost much of his luster, but his appearance was still much better than those bald, pot-bellied rich men. If she were in her old social circle, many people would be eager to be his mistress.

She had seen many sides of him: his temper, his kindness, and even when she pointed her finger at him and yelled at him, he would still buy her durians. At that time, Xu Zhesheng at least had the halo of good looks.

But now, Xu Zhesheng in front of her was dressed in sloppy clothes. Although his hair had been washed, it was still frizzy and dull. He had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and the sour smell emanating from him made her want to vomit. She had wanted to rush up and hug him as soon as he arrived, but now she was the one furthest away from him, and she wished she could just run out of the room.

But she couldn't. Everyone in the room was watching her. Even if she could escape Lu Zichuan's control, the security guards outside the door were already in place, holding electric batons and standing straight at the door.

She can't escape at all.

Su Manman bit her lower lip, held her breath, and rushed forward to hug Xu Zhesheng like a heroine in a Qiong Yao drama, crying, "Zhe, you're finally here! Where have you been these past few days? Do you know how worried I was about you!"

"What happened to you? Did someone bully you? Whose clothes are these? Why are they so big? Where are your clothes?"

"Have you been drinking? You smell strongly of alcohol."

She asked several questions in quick succession, speaking very fast, afraid that if she spoke too slowly she would have to breathe in his scent.

Lu Zichuan, who was standing nearby, also smelled the odor. He made no attempt to hide his disgust, stood up, opened the doors and windows, and turned to Xu Zhesheng: "Which garbage dump did you crawl out of? The smell is so strong!"

"Did he give up directing and become a beggar?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Xu Zhesheng's face, but the reason he dared to come over so quickly was because he was sure that Shen Zhiyi wouldn't look down on him.

Years ago, he was so engrossed in filming that he accidentally fell into a cesspool. Even he himself felt disgusted. When he climbed out of the cesspool, he was so disgusted that he wished he could die on the spot. Although all the staff were worried about him, none of them dared to help him. It was Shen Zhiyi who found out backstage and rushed to him without hesitation. Even when he said, "Don't come near me," she didn't show any disgust on her face. Instead, she took his hand, quickly arranged the positions for the other actors, directors, and cameras, and then spent a lot of money to book a hotel and used warm water to wash him clean little by little.

He still remembers the scene from that time.

At that time, the dark yellow dirty water became lighter as the water flowed, and even when the water finally cleared, he felt that the smell still lingered on his body. He raised his hands, not daring to touch himself, but she gently hugged him and whispered, "Ah Zhe, you are really amazing. You are so dedicated to the role. I really admire you."

He was a million times more disheveled back then than he is now, but she didn't mind his dirtiness at all.

But now, all he has to do is have slightly smelly clothes, and she won't even look at him. She's nothing like she used to be.

Has she become like this in just a few years?

He clenched his fists tightly, ignoring Su Manman in front of him, staring at Shen Zhiyi, and asked again, "Zhiyi, look at me. Do you think I'm dirty?"

His nonchalant attitude made Shen Zhiyi lick her lips impatiently. Lately, whenever she encountered them, she felt irritated from the bottom of her heart: "Don't you know how dirty you are? I didn't expect you to have gotten yourself into this state."

"But that's none of my business now. Make sure Su Manman signs the papers quickly. Once she's done, take her away. Keep an eye on her in the future and don't let her out to bite anyone."

Her editing progress this morning has been delayed for a long time, and she has no mood to get entangled with them over this mess.