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

A gust of wind blew in through the half-open door, making the tips of her ears itch slightly.

She looked down at the cup of still-warm honey water on the table, which Lu Zichuan had quietly placed beside her earlier; the cup still retained his warmth.

Ten days left.

Ten days later, her and Xu Zhesheng's cooling-off period for divorce ended, and those messy things that had been bothering her for years could finally be put to rest.

Then, she won't have to owe him so many favors because of these troublesome things anymore.

When Shen Zhiyi returned to the editing room, there was still a sticky, strange feeling of scrutiny in the air.

Su Manman's farce was so loud that in the poorly soundproofed office area, her shrill shouts of "Shen Zhiyi stole my fiancé" and "She's hiding my A Zhe" had already drifted through the ventilation ducts and could be heard throughout the entire floor.

In just half an afternoon, the rumors, embellished with exaggerated versions, spread throughout Jiangxing. Even the cleaning lady was muttering as she took out the trash, "So that Shen editor was the mistress who interfered in the marriage."

Those who already disliked her now openly displayed their coldness.

She needed some materials, but the intern she was in contact with hesitated for a long time before saying "I can't find it." The intern deliberately flipped through the documents she handed over, making a rustling sound. Yang Chun'er went over to urge the progress, but the intern rolled his eyes and muttered, "What's with this mistress putting on airs?"

Yang Chun'er was so angry that her cheeks puffed up like buns. She clenched her fists and was about to rush up to argue, but Shen Zhiyi reached out and gently pulled her wrist.

Her fingertips were cool, but her voice was steady as if nothing was wrong: "No need, we'll just wait for the statement to be released."

It's not that she doesn't care, it's just that it's not worth it.

As long as it doesn't affect the editing progress, she never bothers to care about other people's expressions or gossip.

She has always acted uprightly and honestly; her innocence has never been earned by others keeping quiet.

In the top-floor office, Assistant Wang held the newly printed statement, rubbing his fingertips along the edge of the paper, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

"Mr. Lu, should we just release this statement like this?"

Lu Zichuan was signing documents when he heard this. He looked up, raising an eyebrow slightly: "What?"

Assistant Wang hesitated before speaking, his tone unusually concerned: "Once this statement is released, the entire company will know that Ms. Shen was married and is currently going through a divorce. If you... plan to have a further relationship with Ms. Shen in the future, these rumors will inevitably reach your ears, and wouldn't that...?"

He didn't spell it out, but the meaning was clear: in the eyes of the world, being divorced is a shameful label. Lu Zichuan is a powerful general, and if he were to be with Shen Zhiyi, he would inevitably be the subject of gossip.

Lu Zichuan paused on the document, didn't speak, and only glanced down at the statement.

Shen Zhiyi's handwriting on the paper was clear and crisp, without a trace of superfluous emotion. It was all about presenting facts and reasoning. There was not a trace of a mistress in it.

The ones who are at fault are Xu Zhesheng, who cheated on his wife, and Su Manman, who caused trouble. She just met the wrong person and took a wrong turn.

He suddenly remembered the cold, emotionless look in Shen Zhiyi's eyes when she looked at Xu Zhesheng in the reception room that afternoon.

Even old feelings are gone, so why should we be gossiped about behind our backs because of someone else's mistakes?

"hair."

Lu Zichuan withdrew his gaze, his voice cold and unwavering. He signed his name crisply at the end of the document, "She's divorced. It was just bad luck that she met the wrong person. It's not her fault."

He paused, then looked up with a deep, dark gaze, carrying his usual oppressive aura: "If anyone dares to talk about this, I'll make them get out of the General's rank before she even has a chance to speak."

Assistant Wang immediately understood, clutching the statement as he turned to leave. Behind him came Lu Zichuan's voice, cool yet undeniably protective: "Place the OA system at the top. Anyone who dares to leak it or gossip will be treated as having leaked company secrets."

Assistant Wang responded and couldn't help but smile as he pushed the door open to leave.

Having followed Lu Zichuan for so many years, he knew his boss's personality all too well. He was someone who never cared about worldly opinions. The person he protected would be shielded from the sky even if it fell down.

As for those gossips?

Lu Zichuan didn't take it seriously at all.

If victims have to be mindful of the opinions of bystanders, then this world is truly pitiful.

She did hear those whispered remarks, but she simply couldn't be bothered to pay them any attention.

Those people's gazes were fixed on her back, scrutinizing her from above, yet mindful of her ambiguous relationship with Lu Zichuan, they dared not openly gossip, so they could only whisper in their veils, their voices barely audible enough to drift into the small editing room:

"See? He's feeling guilty, isn't he? He became a mistress and is too ashamed to go to the cafeteria, so he's hiding here eating cold rice balls."

"The whole company is talking about her being a homewrecker. If I were her, I would have packed my bags and left long ago. But she's still sitting there so calmly. Her skin is thicker than the soundproofing in our editing room."

"What do you know? She's being a mistress while hooking up with President Lu. She's making more money with a snap of her fingers than we earn in our year-end bonuses after working ourselves to the bone. She's thrilled and doesn't care about these gossips. She probably even looks down on us hard-working folks."

Her words were full of bitterness, all stemming from her previous jealousy of Su Manman's strong editing skills and the grudges she had accumulated from Lu Zichuan repeatedly asking her to participate in the project. She took advantage of this opportunity to vent all of this.

Yang Chun'er was so angry at lunch that she only drank half a carton of yogurt. Her already puffy cheeks became even rounder. She gripped her phone, scrolling through the internal OA system, her fingertips tapping the screen loudly. She muttered resentfully, "Assistant Wang is usually quick and decisive, why is he dragging his feet on issuing a statement? Could someone be stopping him?"

Shen Zhiyi wasn't in a hurry. She slowly swallowed a mouthful of rice ball, the crispy aroma of seaweed mixed with the salty and savory flavor of pork floss spreading in her mouth. She raised her hand to wipe the rice grains from the corner of her mouth, her voice indifferent: "He's busy, it's normal for him to be slow."

As soon as he finished speaking, just after the 2 PM hourly chime, bright red forced pop-up windows appeared simultaneously on all the computers in the office area, the public screens in the rest area, and even the notification screens next to the time clock.

It wasn't an ordinary announcement; it was a pinned and bolded OA notification with the title "Internal Clarification Regarding Recent False Rumors" clearly stated. The body of the document was Shen Zhiyi's well-organized statement of facts, and at the end were penalty clauses highlighted in red by the administration department: This statement is an official internal announcement. All employees must read it in its entirety and check "I understand" before closing the window. It is forbidden to spread or discuss the content privately. Violators will be treated as having leaked company secrets.

The people who were just gossiping suddenly fell silent.

The employees, who had been huddled together whispering, slowly flipped through the statement, their expressions becoming increasingly interesting as they read.

The statement is clear and logical, presenting the facts in black and white.

Shen Zhiyi and Xu Zhesheng are a legally married couple, and she did not commit adultery during her marriage. On the contrary, Su Manman was not only a mistress but also caused trouble and disrupted the office order.

Yang Chun'er paused for two seconds, then jumped up with a loud "Aww!" and waved her phone around the editing room. She deliberately walked over to the workstations where the gossip had been the loudest, raising her eyebrows and intentionally making her voice louder:

"Hey? Who just said our Zhizhi was a mistress? Open your eyes and look! What do you call this? This is official, solid evidence! And you still have the nerve to call her shameless? I think you're the shameless ones. You were the loudest when you were spreading rumors, but now that the evidence is out, you're all dumbfounded?"