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

My fingertips touched the pendant of the necklace; the coolness of the metal against my fingertips brought a strange warmth to my heart.

She looked at herself in the mirror, took a deep breath, and realized that her new life was truly about to begin.

It took her nearly three hours to pack her luggage. After finally folding the last piece of clothing and stuffing it into the suitcase, she collapsed on the sofa to rest for a while.

She glanced at the time; there was still some time before the agreed-upon moving date. For once, she had the urge to tidy herself up a bit.

She pulled a light blue knitted top from her suitcase and then picked out a white ankle-length skirt. The blue and white colors complemented each other, as refreshing as the breeze on a summer morning.

She then sat down at the dressing table and applied light makeup.

She has a great foundation, a smooth face shape, and a cool and aloof undertone between her eyebrows and eyes. When she wears heavy makeup, she is bright and flamboyant, able to outshine everyone in a crowd. When she wears light makeup, she is like a white lotus blooming by a deep pool, quietly exuding a soft halo.

Because she was going to move things later, she tied her waist-length hair into a high ponytail, revealing her slender, fair neck.

Her neat hairstyle made her look much more energetic, a stark contrast to her usual gentle appearance with her hair down.

But with this simple knot, the neck area felt empty, as if something was missing.

She thought for a moment, then took the necklace out of her suitcase and fastened it around her neck.

The small blue pendant dangled between her collarbones, perfectly complementing her light blue top and making her look even brighter.

She looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, and just as she picked up her lipstick to touch it up again, the doorbell rang.

As she opened the door, Shen Haozhi stood outside, wearing a dark brown casual jacket and matching loose trousers. He was holding a large bouquet of flowers and looked at her with a smile: "Happy move, Zhizhi."

Shen Zhiyi laughed along, but couldn't help poking his shoulder: "I already said I was moving, and you still brought flowers. Are you afraid I don't have enough stuff?"

Shen Haozhi winked at her, looking like he would go through fire and water for his sister: "It won't affect anything, I'll just carry it over my head."

"Get lost," Shen Zhiyi said with a hint of disgust, but she still smiled and accepted the bouquet of flowers. The moment the flowers came close, a refreshing fragrance wafted over her, sweet but not cloying, instantly making her feel even better.

"The car won't arrive for a while. Please sit for a bit while I go touch up my lipstick."

Shen Zhiyi pointed to the sofa, turned around and went into the bathroom. She unscrewed the cap of her lipstick and applied a very light mauve color in front of the mirror, which perfectly complemented her current makeup. It was understated, yet it made her look more radiant.

Instead of sitting down properly, Shen Haozhi crossed his arms and swaggered to the bathroom door, leaning casually against the doorframe. He looked her up and down, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "Dressed up so beautifully, is someone important coming later?"

"No, it's just you, Meimei, Mr. Lu, and his friends."

Shen Zhiyi answered while applying the ointment.

Shen Haozhi tilted his head: "Oh? President Lu isn't an important person?"

Shen Zhiyi's hand paused, her gaze involuntarily drifting to the necklace around her neck. It lay there quietly, yet it was exceptionally eye-catching.

"I've already told you that Mr. Lu and I are just ordinary friends, so please don't overthink it, okay?" She pouted. It was all because her brother, mother, father, and Tan Yi would joke about her and Lu Zichuan all the time that she always felt that Lu Zichuan treated her differently.

But he clearly has Pei Jin by his side, and the two get along so well, plus she doesn't even have his sexual orientation...

"Would an ordinary friend help you that much? Zhizhi, are you really stupid or just pretending?" As her older brother, Shen Haozhi couldn't help but reach out and touch Shen Zhiyi's forehead. How come someone who has been so smart since childhood is always so unpredictable when it comes to relationships?

First she fell for a man like Xu Zhesheng, and now she can't understand Lu Zichuan's feelings. Does God really open one door and close another? And Shen Zhiyi's door is precisely love.

"Because he valued my editing skills. I had only done editing for Hsu Che-sheng before, and he was afraid I would change my mind, so he helped me so much. I owe him so many favors, so I can't make excuses anymore," Shen Zhiyi said.

"Fine, fine, whatever you say." Shen Haozhi shook his head helplessly. Shen Zhiyi's relationship problems were something she had to solve herself.

While the brother and sister were talking, the doorbell rang again.

Shen Zhiyi put down her lipstick: "It should be President Lu and Pei Jin who have arrived. I'll go open the door."

However, the moment the door was opened, Zhang Feng and Xu Zhesheng were standing there.

"What are you doing here?" Shen Zhiyi immediately became nervous. She was moving today, and if these two forced their way in, wouldn't she be constantly harassed if she lived alone in the future?

Her outfit today surprised even Zhang Feng, who was used to seeing her without makeup. Then, her eyes crinkled with a smile: "Oh my, Zhizhi, you look so beautiful today! What are you going to do?"

Xu Zhesheng stood behind Zhang Feng. Compared to his disheveled appearance last time, he was wearing a white shirt and black casual pants today, and his hair was neat and tidy. He looked like he had dressed up carefully.

He stared at Shen Zhiyi, a look of amazement flashing in his eyes.

He had seen many sides of Shen Zhiyi. In college, she was bright and flamboyant, like a fiery red rose, a fiery presence throughout the entire college. Perhaps she never paid attention to her image, but he knew that countless people in the school liked her.

After getting married, she focused on her work and family, and became less interested in dressing up and rarely wore makeup. But she was naturally beautiful, and even without makeup, she was still stunningly beautiful.

When she's heavily made up, she's as dazzling as the sun, just like at the banquet last time, where she was the center of attention. Even when she's just standing by the bar drinking water, she still manages to attract everyone's attention.

Now, her makeup is light, and it looks like she only drew one eyebrow, but her complexion is more rosy than when she was without makeup, like the moon, hanging high in the sky, making people dare not profane her.

This person was once his wife.

But he knew that she wouldn't wear makeup unless it was something important.

Thinking of the phone call Zhang Feng made this morning, Shen Zhiyi said she had something to do. Could it be that she was going on a date?

Xu Zhesheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he asked urgently, "Where are you going? With whom? What are you going to do?"

The tone was like interrogating a criminal, making one feel extremely uncomfortable.

A flash of disgust crossed Shen Zhiyi's eyes. She gripped the doorknob, her eyebrows furrowed tightly. "What I do is none of your business, Xu Zhesheng. I think I've made myself clear enough. If you keep bothering me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Feng interrupted with a smile, pulling Xu Zhesheng back a bit: "Oh, Zhizhi, we've come to invite you to our house for dinner today. Whether you want seafood or chicken soup, Mom has already cooked it all for you at home."

"I was going to talk to you on the phone, but before I could finish speaking, the phone suddenly stopped working for some reason. I called you again, but you didn't answer, so I thought I'd come over to find you."

"Are you going out to eat with your friends? It's okay, Mom cooks a lot. Invite your friends over and let's eat together!"