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

But Shen Zhiyi quickly shook her head, unable to help but laugh at herself for being so narcissistic. Lu Zichuan was on the top floor. He was so busy all day, he couldn't possibly hire someone to keep an eye on her, could he? What was he after?

After washing the two insulated buckets inside and out, Shen Zhiyi stared at them blankly for a while, and a question came to mind: how should she return these two buckets to Zhang Feng?

If I go in person, I might run into Hsu Che-sheng... What if it leads to some complicated mess?

After thinking about it, she finally called a delivery person to send the thermos back to Zhang Feng's house.

At the same time, a note was slipped into the bag: "Thank you, but the company has a cafeteria, so please don't send any more in the future."

She thought she had made herself very clear, and even if Zhang Feng was immature, she should still understand what she was saying.

Under Shen Zhiyi's leadership, the editing team has done a great job these past two days. Everyone is incredibly cooperative, completing all the revisions and requests. Even when Lu Zichuan tried to find fault and make Shen Zhiyi work overtime, he couldn't.

It happened to be Friday, and Shen Zhiyi finished her early shift and thought she would go to the hospital to see her mother.

She first went to the supermarket and bought Xu Jing's favorite fruits and milk. When she arrived at the hospital with a big bag, she happened to run into Xu Jing and Shen Ji having a meal.

A small table was placed on the bed frame, with two somewhat familiar-looking insulated containers on it.

"Is Zhizhi here?"

Upon seeing her approach, Shen Ji and Xu Jing both looked up, smiling and waving at her: "Have you eaten yet? Want to grab something to eat?"

Shen Zhiyi put the food on the table, walked over, glanced at their meal, and immediately frowned.

Stir-fried yam with wood ear mushrooms, chicken soup with cordyceps flowers and goji berries and red dates, a plate of stir-fried green peppers with pork, and stewed pork ribs with potatoes.

The food that Zhang Feng delivered to her company at noon was exactly the same?

She glanced again at the insulated bucket beside her; its style, design, and model were all the same as the one Zhang Feng had delivered to her at noon.

"Who... delivered this food?"

She asked the question.

Xu Jing and Shen Ji paused simultaneously, their chopsticks clapping, a flicker of panic flashing in their eyes.

"Oh, your dad made this and sent it over," Xu Jing quickly said.

"Dad only knows how to cook simple dishes, right? When did he learn to make chicken soup and braised pork ribs?"

Both of them were honest intellectuals who had lived their entire lives and were the least adept at lying.

As soon as Shen Zhiyi asked one more question, the two of them couldn't hide their expressions. One wiped his mouth with a tissue, while the other drank water from his cup. No one dared to answer her question directly.

She already knew the answer in her heart: "Xu Zhesheng came?"

His tone was flat, but if you listened carefully, there was a hint of coldness in his voice.

The ward was silent for a few seconds before Xu Jing finally raised her head, not daring to look directly at him but having no choice but to answer, "Yes, he brought us this food."

"What is he doing here?" Shen Zhiyi's brows furrowed into a knot. Zhang Fengcai went to her company at noon, and Xu Zhesheng delivered food to her parents' place in the evening. What exactly is he trying to do?

"It's nothing, it's just that he hasn't come to see me since I got sick. He thought that since I'm an elder, he wanted to show his filial piety." Xu Jing's voice was a little weak. Chemotherapy had left her with little strength, and coupled with her guilt, she spoke those few words intermittently.

"Then you lied just now?" Shen Zhiyi didn't believe this reason.

Xu Jing gripped her chopsticks tighter, unsure how to answer, and kept giving Shen Ji meaningful glances.

Shen Ji pursed his lips and carefully said, "Zhizhi, A-Zhe was just trying to be kind. Don't overthink it."

Just a few days ago, Shen Ji and Xu Jing still harbored resentment towards Xu Zhesheng, calling him "Xu Zhesheng" repeatedly, but now they call him "A Zhe".

They may not have realized it themselves, but Shen Zhiyi keenly noticed the change.

Although she didn't know what Xu Zhesheng had done, her parents' attitude had clearly softened.

Thinking of their ingrained beliefs, Shen Zhiyi took a deep breath, went forward and gathered up all the food they were eating, dumping it into the trash can.

"Don't eat these, I'll go to the cafeteria and buy you some new ones."

"Hey, why can't we eat this perfectly good food? Shen Zhiyi, is this how I taught you? Wasting food?"

Xu Jing was a little unhappy to see the vegetables being dumped into the trash can, and Shen Ji's expression was also somewhat unpleasant. After all, these were given to them by Xu Zhesheng, and even if Shen Zhiyi had a problem with him, she shouldn't have disposed of them so casually without their consent.

"They made this dish at noon and delivered it to my office. You're sick, so you can't eat leftover food. I'll go buy you some fresh food."

Chemotherapy patients really can't eat leftovers, Shen Zhiyi found an impeccable excuse.

But it also revealed information.

"What? They brought you lunch too?" Xu Jing's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Shen Zhiyi's hand, asking, "What's going on between you and A-Zhe?"

"He came to sit here for quite a while this afternoon. Your dad and I didn't really want to talk to him, but you know, we've never seen him so sincere in all these years of marriage. I just wanted a drink of water, but he was worried I'd drink something cold, so he went out and got me some warm water. He also bought us a lot of health supplements, look, they're in the corner!"

Xu Jing rambled on, her voice weak but filled with a thrilling excitement.

Shen Zhiyi followed her gaze and saw a pile of things in the corner, all of them well-known brand health products for the elderly.

"And after all these years, this is the first time we've heard him say so much. His eyes were red, and he said he had wronged you so much before, and now that you're getting a divorce, he realizes how good you are. He said if he were given a chance, he would definitely make it up to you tenfold. He looked like he was about to kneel down before me and your father."

"And didn't you want 80% of his assets? He said that as long as you agree not to divorce him, he's willing to transfer all his assets to your name, and you'll be in charge of the family finances from now on. He'll listen to whatever you say..."

Xu Jing kept talking, completely unaware that Shen Zhiyi's hand was clenching tighter and tighter.

So they sent Xu Zhi to find her, but after finding no way to change the situation, they changed their strategy and turned to curry favor with Xu Jing and Shen Ji.

What a cunning scheme!

"Mom, stop talking. I'm determined to divorce him. Once the cooling-off period is over, we'll go through the formalities. There's no room for negotiation."

Shen Zhiyi interrupted her in a cold voice.

Xu Jing's words were interrupted, and the smile on her face froze. "Zhizhi, are you sure? Have you really thought this through?"

"I think Ah Zhe really knows he was wrong and is willing to change. Although he did make a mistake, how can anyone in this world not make mistakes?"

Xu Jing tightened her grip on Shen Zhiyi's wrist, her tone carrying a hint of seasoned wisdom:

"You were able to accept his low sperm count before, which means you valued him as a person, didn't you?"

"A person who repents and reforms deserves a chance..."