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

His tone was as indifferent as if he were discussing a routine document, devoid of any personal emotion, which made Xu Zhesheng's fingertips twitch sharply.

He tightened his grip on Su Manman's hand abruptly, almost gritting his teeth, and replied in a voice colder and harder than Shen Zhiyi's: "I understand."

Can he still refuse to leave?

His heart felt like it had been clenched by something. How could time have passed so quickly? His last connection with Shen Zhiyi was only ten days away.

That untimely reluctance had just surfaced when he forcefully suppressed it.

His pride was already shattered beyond repair; how could he possibly turn back?

He gripped Su Manman's hand even tighter, causing her to gasp in pain and struggle to pry his fingers away: "Ah Zhe! You're hurting me!"

Xu Zhesheng didn't even spare her a glance. His Adam's apple bobbed, and he uttered only two words: "Endure it."

He didn't have time to comfort her.

His mind was filled with the look in Shen Zhiyi's eyes just now—no hatred, no resentment, not even a ripple of emotion, as if she were looking at a piece of insignificant trash on the roadside.

That look hurt even more than Lu Zichuan's humiliation, making his eyes sting.

He practically dragged Su Manman out, pulling her all the way to the entrance of the General Star Building before suddenly shaking her off with such force that Su Manman staggered back two steps.

She was already wearing high heels, and she twisted her ankle while making a scene in the meeting room. How could she stand steadily now?

With a "thud," she fell onto the rough asphalt road, her knee scraping against the ground and instantly scraping her skin. Blood mixed with dust seeped out, and the pain made her face contort in agony, tears streaming down her face.

"Xu Zhesheng! Are you crazy? What are you doing?!" She clutched her knee, her voice cracking from crying.

Xu Zhesheng looked down at her, his eyes devoid of any pity, only filled with icy malice. Her disheveled reflection in his pupils was like shards of glass encased in ice, piercing straight at her: "Who told you to come here today?"

Su Manman shrank back under his gaze, her voice softening, "I... I couldn't find you anywhere... so I thought I'd try my luck here with Shen Zhiyi..."

"Does trying your luck require making a scene and smashing things?"

Xu Zhesheng sneered. He wasn't stupid. Su Manman had calculated that Shen Zhiyi could contact him, so she deliberately made it public to force him to come out and embarrass Shen Zhiyi in front of everyone.

Su Manman stubbornly insisted, tears still streaming down her face, "I waited in her office for half an hour! Who does she think she is, why should I wait? What's wrong with me arguing a little?"

She would never admit that she went to Zhang Feng's place to make a scene because she couldn't find Xu Zhesheng.

Zhang Feng initially took a liking to her because she was pregnant with Xu Zhesheng's child. But now that the truth has come out, Xu Zhesheng is infertile, so the child in her belly couldn't have appeared out of thin air. Zhang Feng is an experienced person and can tell at a glance that Su Manman is not a simple person. In addition, she has always been directed by Su Manman in her actions, both openly and secretly, so Zhang Feng has long been unhappy.

Now that she had finally emerged from the shadow of Xu Zhesheng's infertility, Su Manman came to cause trouble again, and she was so angry that she pointed at her and cursed:

"Is Xu Zhesheng crazy to marry an actress like you? In his heart, you're just a toy, someone he'll play with. Does he really think of himself as Mrs. Xu?"

"I may not like Shen Zhiyi, but at least she's considerate and knows how to treat people! Who knows, right now A Zhe might be hiding in her arms! She's loved A Zhe for so many years, do you really think she'll let go?"

"Looking for Ah Zhe? If you're so capable, go find Shen Zhiyi at Jiangxing! What are you doing causing trouble here!"

Every word hit her sore spot. She was so humiliated that she ran to Jiangxing to make a scene, wanting to prove that she was Xu Zhesheng's fiancée and to let everyone know that Shen Zhiyi had interfered in her relationship with Xu Zhesheng.

But she dared not tell Xu Zhesheng these things, for he had warned her long ago not to go to Shen Zhiyi again.

She could only portray it as her frantic search for him, her desperate search leaving her with no other option but to come to Shen Zhiyi.

Seeing her stubborn yet guilty expression, Xu Zhesheng's anger flared even more. He lightly kicked the ground beside her feet, his voice icy cold: "Su Manman, you'd better shut up your little schemes. If you dare to cause trouble in front of Shen Zhiyi again, our marriage is off!"

After he finished speaking, he turned and left without even glancing at Su Manman, who was crying uncontrollably on the ground.

Su Manman watched his resolute back, feeling both pain and grievance, tears streaming down her face.

She couldn't believe that Xu Zhesheng dared to be so arrogant, but she couldn't go up and question him, and she was afraid that he would leave again after finally coming back. She could only wipe away her tears, but her heart was full of resentment.

A gust of wind carried the sour, rotten smell emanating from Xu Zhesheng. She couldn't help but wrinkle her nose, cover her mouth, and gag, then quickly suppressed it, afraid that Xu Zhesheng in front of her would hear.

Even though she had already given herself away in the office, she didn't dare to reveal it again. She could only clutch her bleeding knee and limp after him, like a dog that had been kicked by its owner but was too scared to run away.

On the other side, Shen Zhiyi held the newly signed statement between her fingertips and neatly handed it to Assistant Wang. Her voice was clear and gentle, with her usual politeness: "Assistant Wang, could you please scan an electronic version for me and send a notification that is only visible to the internal OA system?"

Assistant Wang took the paper, his gaze sweeping over the clearly organized facts before landing on Xu Zhesheng's crookedly written name on the back. He paused, somewhat puzzled, "Ms. Shen, such a good opportunity to clarify things, aren't you planning to release it publicly? Director Xu and Ms. Su are both public figures. If this gets out, there's a lot of public opinion on your side. Are you... still considering past relationships and trying to save face for them?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Zhiyi gently shook her head, a faint smile curving her lips, and said soberly, "It's not about saving face. I work behind the scenes as an editor, and I'm used to hiding behind the camera. If this gets trending, I'm afraid I won't have a peaceful life from now on. There's no need for that."

She raised her eyes, a faint hint of mockery flashing in them, and pointed to Xu Zhesheng's name on the statement: "Besides, my retribution hasn't arrived yet, but hasn't his already delivered himself to his doorstep?"

Following her gaze, Assistant Wang recalled Xu Zhesheng's disheveled appearance and smell of rancidity earlier, and couldn't help but laugh out loud. He nodded, clutched the statement, and turned to go out to handle his business.

The door to the reception room closed gently, leaving only her and Lu Zichuan in the room.

The lingering, sour smell of Xu Zhesheng hadn't completely dissipated when Shen Zhiyi, using the excuse of airing out the odor, walked to the French windows. Her fingertips touched the window frame, about to push it open, her mind still racing, trying to figure out how to thank him, when Lu Zichuan's cool voice came from behind her, devoid of warmth, sounding deliberately tense:

"I told you to come back half an hour late, and this whole mess has happened. You'll make up for the lost time after get off work today."

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, then turned around and saw Lu Zichuan already walking towards the door. His straight back was taut and meticulous, and even his profile showed "I am very unhappy". He didn't even give her a second glance and went straight to the private elevator at the end of the corridor.

From a distance, she couldn't see his expression, but she could sense that his aura was a bit low.

Her affairs have always been troublesome.

The old scores with Xu Zhesheng are now dragging on to the company, so it's understandable that Lu Zichuan is annoyed.

Shen Zhiyi unconsciously clenched her fist, feeling a little helpless and a little soft-hearted. He could have just ignored it, but he still cleaned up the mess for her.