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

Xu Zhesheng took a long hot shower, trying to wash away the musty and smoky smell that seemed to have seeped into his pores.

Amidst the rising steam, he changed into clean loungewear and stepped out, his gaze once again falling upon the half-open wardrobe.

The frustration from before didn't dissipate with the hot water; instead, it became even more glaring against the backdrop of the clean clothes.

He stared at Su Manman's pile of limp, wrinkled clothes, and an indescribable sense of irritation and nausea welled up inside him.

Those clothes were like a group of unwelcome intruders, taking over the orderly space that originally belonged to him.

"Su Manman!" he called out in a cold, hard voice.

Su Manman was half-reclined on the sofa, applying a face mask. Her face was tight from crying all morning, and she was busy moisturizing. Hearing the sound, she turned around, a fawning smile on her face: "Ah Zhe, what's wrong?"

"Take all this junk away." Xu Zhesheng pointed with his chin at her half of the wardrobe, his tone filled with undisguised disgust. "It's an eyesore."

Su Manman's smile froze. She glanced at the wardrobe, then at Xu Zhesheng's gloomy face, wanting to retort but not daring to: "I... I haven't had time to tidy up yet. The wardrobe is a bit cramped. I'll tidy it up tomorrow..."

"I want you to take it now!"

Xu Zhesheng suddenly raised his voice, a vein throbbing on his forehead, his anger finally finding an outlet. "You've messed up the whole wardrobe! Zhizhi never used to do this; her things were always so neat and tidy, I never had to remind her!"

The name "Shen Zhiyi" was like a needle, pricking Su Manman hard.

She abruptly ripped off her face mask and sat up, the words "Shen Zhiyi is so good, why did you still cheat on her? Didn't you complain about her being stiff in bed before? Now that she's hooked up with Lu Zichuan, she wouldn't even look at a piece of trash like you. Only I'm still by your side!" almost burst out.

But she swallowed it back.

We finally managed to coax them back; we can't let it all go to waste.

She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into her palms, and vowed fiercely in her heart: I'll endure it! I'll endure it until the day we get our marriage certificate! Then, I'll see how I deal with you, and see if you dare mention that bitch in front of me again!

"What?" Xu Zhesheng raised an eyebrow, his eyes mocking, as he saw her stand up aggressively. "Not convinced? Su Manman, I was too lazy to argue with you before. Now I've thought it through. This is my home. If you think I'm wrong, you can pack up all your things and go back to your rented apartment!"

Su Manman pursed her lips, a cold smile playing on her lips.

A rented apartment? She already gave it up to save that little bit of money! Let her go back now? Dream on!

She took a deep breath, her face instantly switching to a fawning mode, and her voice softened: "How could I be dissatisfied... I just stood up to gather my clothes!"

As she walked towards the wardrobe, she tentatively asked, "Do you think my clothes are taking up too much space? How about... I move them a bit, making up about a third of the space, okay?"

"No." Xu Zhesheng said firmly, his face stern. "Your clothes are not allowed in my closet."

Su Manman paused, incredulous: "Then...where do I put my clothes?"

"This house is so big, you can put it anywhere except my room."

"But it's inconvenient for me to carry my clothes..." Su Manman still wanted to argue.

"You find it inconvenient?" Xu Zhesheng sneered, mercilessly exposing his lie. "Then move your people out too. Perfect, I don't like sleeping with other people."

A cold glint flashed in Su Manman's eyes. She cursed Xu Zhesheng's ancestors for eighteen generations in her heart, but on her face she could only force a smile that was more like a grimace: "Okay... I understand..."

As she silently packed up the pile of clothes, she secretly plotted her revenge after marriage.

Once we get the marriage certificate, I'll settle the score with you!

Seeing that she finally obeyed, Xu Zhesheng felt a little relieved.

But when he turned his head and saw the scene on the sofa, the anger that had just subsided suddenly flared up again.

Su Manman's mother, Liu Tehui, was lying sprawled on the sofa, snoring loudly with her mouth wide open.

She was wearing a floral short-sleeved shirt bought at a rural market, dark green shorts, and muddy slippers.

Meanwhile, in the crib next to her, the baby was struggling to climb up with her little hands and feet. After several failed attempts, her little mouth twitched, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Xu Zhesheng's temples throbbed. He took a few steps forward, grabbed the empty baby bottle next to him, and roughly shoved it into the child's mouth.

With a pacifier, the child's attention is drawn, and they happily suckle from the bottle.

After taking a few breaths, it didn't get anything. Its two little eyes widened, its lips pursed in grievance, and its wailing voice instantly rose.

"Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry all day long!" Xu Zhesheng's head throbbed from the shrill cries. He growled irritably, "Go find whoever your bastard is! Stop hanging around my house all day!"

This scolding woke Liu Tehui, who had just fallen asleep.

She sat up groggily, and upon seeing Xu Zhesheng, instead of showing any remorse, she rubbed her sleepy eyes and said sarcastically, "Oh, isn't this Director Xu? You finally know how to come home? I thought you were so used to having a good time outside that you'd completely forgotten about our Manman!"

That tone, that expression, were exactly like Su Manman's.

Previously, in order to appease Su Manman's unborn child, Xu Zhesheng had often smiled and fawned over this rural woman. Over time, she actually started to put on airs.

Xu Zhesheng glanced at them coldly, his eyes like knives: "Go make the formula. If I hear her cry again, you're taking her and getting out of here."

"Hey! How dare you talk to me like that?" Liu Tehui immediately became displeased, hands on her hips, ready to start yelling, "How can you talk to your elders like that? You have no respect for your elders!"

Fortunately, Su Manman came out of the bedroom just in time with a pile of clothes. Seeing the situation, she rushed over, frantically gesturing to her mother while pleading in a low voice, "Mom! Go make the formula! Zhe's in a bad mood today, so please don't say anything!"

The mother and daughter had already discussed it and decided not to break off relations now.

Although Liu Tehui was unwilling, she knew what was important. She could only mutter rudely to herself, "What's so great about sleeping with someone's daughter?" as she reluctantly picked up the empty baby bottle and walked towards the kitchen.

Xu Zhesheng's brows twitched as he listened, and he was about to lash out when Su Manman, holding the clothes, cautiously approached him, looking at him demurely: "Zhe, I'll put the clothes in the corner of the sofa first, and I'll buy a storage box tomorrow, okay? Anyway... anyway, it won't take up much space."

Her submissive demeanor finally calmed Xu Zhesheng's anger down a little.

Time flew by and it was lunchtime.

Xu Zhesheng had been eating takeout for several days and his stomach was feeling nauseous. Looking at Su Manman, he ordered, "Finished packing the clothes? Go cook."