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

When Pei Jin saw that line of text, she almost jumped up in excitement, but to avoid giving herself away, she pinched her thigh to suppress it and only managed a low, guttural "Wow~ What luck!"

After seeing the words clearly, Tan Gui couldn't help but get excited. Her eyes widened, and her gaze swept back and forth between Lu Zichuan and Shen Zhiyi twice. Her mouth was almost stretched to her ears.

Shen Zhiyi was still recovering from the slight intoxication from the drink she had just had when she heard Pei Jin's movement and subconsciously turned her gaze to the cards on the coffee table.

"Make eye contact with the person opposite you for ten seconds. Whoever looks away first loses."

She was stunned for a second, her gaze sweeping over everyone before she belatedly realized that the person opposite Lu Zichuan was herself!

My brain went blank for a moment, and my face flushed red.

The aftereffects of that fruit wine suddenly surged up, making her feel feverish all over, and the air conditioner she had just turned on seemed to have no effect.

She instinctively tried to dodge, shifting to the side, "No, it's not me, it's Meimei!"

She and Tan Gui sat close together on the carpet, not far apart.

However, Tan Gui dodged aside, saying, "Don't give me that! You're right across from me! Look at the straight-line distance yourself, you're the closest to President Lu!"

"That's right, Zhizhi, you can't go back on your word!" Pei Jin chimed in, determined to make some progress between Lu Zichuan and Shen Zhiyi today! He came with a mission! Otherwise, he wouldn't be doing justice to the expensive car Lu Zichuan had given him!

Shen Zhiyi was outnumbered by two, so she turned to Shen Haozhi, who hadn't said a word, for help. "Brother, look! The person opposite President Lu is clearly Meimei! They insist it's me!"

Suddenly, several gazes fell on Shen Haozhi.

He was enjoying himself immensely when he suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

Moreover... his gaze inadvertently met Tan Zhi's. Under her "you're dead if you dare say it's me" look, his ears twitched slightly. He sat up straight, moved closer to Lu Zichuan, pretended to look at him, then gestured with his hand among the group before saying fairly, "Zhi Zhi, it's not that I don't want to help you, but President Lu really is facing you."

"Come and see for yourself if you don't believe me."

As he spoke, he made room for a small space.

Shen Zhiyi was surprised that Shen Haozhi wouldn't help her either. Her lips moved twice, but she couldn't utter a single word.

"Alright, alright, stop arguing and hurry up."

Pei Jin urged, "It's only ten seconds. Sister Zhizhi, are you hiding something and afraid to meet our CEO Lu's gaze?"

Since Pei Jin said these words, Shen Zhiyi couldn't possibly admit it, no matter how much she didn't want to. Otherwise, what would be the difference between her and a mistress?

She immediately raised her chin: "Of course not! What's wrong with me? So what if we make eye contact!"

As she spoke, she moved forward, straightened her posture, and looked at Lu Zichuan opposite her.

But the moment her eyes met his, her ears started to burn silently.

Lu Zichuan was right across from her.

Compared to her panic, he was incredibly quiet, as if he had no interest in the game at all.

He didn't move until he saw her sit up straight, and his gaze fell on her face.

Those extremely pale pupils appeared exceptionally deep under the light, and they were staring at her intently, without a smile, without teasing, without the slightest hint of amusement.

He just looked at her.

Shen Zhiyi felt like she was about to stop breathing.

"Come on," Pei Jin took out her phone, turned on the timer, and reiterated the rules: "Ten seconds. I'll count to three, two, one, and whoever looks away first loses!"

"Three, two, one, start!" Pei Jin pressed the timer.

The living room was so quiet that you could hear the birds chirping outside.

Shen Zhiyi sat on the carpet, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes, forced to meet Lu Zichuan's gaze.

He sat reclining on the single sofa opposite her, his back slightly leaning forward, his hands clasped on his knees. His posture was restrained and quiet, but his eyes seemed to have a warmth that made her heart tremble.

one second.

She could see her own reflection in his pupils.

two seconds.

His eyelashes were long, casting a small shadow under his eyes.

The lines of his nose were as sharp as if cut by a knife, and his lips were thin and distinct, slightly pursed at the moment, as if he was suppressing something.

three seconds.

Shen Zhiyi wanted to look away.

She felt like she couldn't hold on any longer. The way he looked at her felt like all her pretenses had been stripped away, and it seemed like he could see right through her hidden thoughts.

She dared not think about whether he could read anything in her eyes. Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but she felt like her face was hot enough to fry an egg.

Four seconds.

But she couldn't bear to move away.

Because he was looking at her too.

He looked at her intently and without flinching.

Five seconds.

Tan Jin and Pei Jin held their breath, and even Shen Haozhi put down his cup. The three of them watched the scene like they were watching a play, and no one dared to make a sound.

Six seconds.

Shen Zhiyi felt her eyes getting hot.

She didn't know what Lu Zichuan was thinking, but seeing that he didn't react at all, Shen Zhiyi's heart tightened.

She had misunderstood him before; he clearly had no feelings for her whatsoever. It was a waste that she had imagined so much.

Seven seconds.

Lu Zichuan's Adam's apple bobbed.

His gaze slowly moved from her eyes to her flushed cheeks, then to her slightly trembling eyelashes. He wanted to reach out and touch her, to tell her how much he liked her.

But he can't.

Eight seconds.

Shen Zhiyi felt she couldn't hold on any longer. She twitched her fingers and was about to look away when Lu Zichuan, sitting opposite her, lowered his eyes first.

He reached for the glass in front of him and said in a low, hoarse voice, "I lost. I'll drink."

After saying that, he tilted his head back and sipped the fruit wine down his throat, his Adam's apple bobbing as he did so.

Even though he was the loser, he felt like a winner at that moment.

Shen Zhiyi clutched the hem of her clothes, somewhat puzzled.

She clearly couldn't see anything in his eyes.

He was so calm and composed; he could handle it all.

But why...?

Does he not want her to drink?

As soon as the thought came to mind, Shen Zhiyi shook her head violently, regardless of whether there were people around.

What are you imagining now?

In that eye contact just now, you were clearly much more flustered than him, don't you understand?

A few seconds later, Lu Zichuan turned the glass upside down so everyone could see that not a drop was left.

"President Lu has a great capacity for alcohol!" Pei Jin was the first to give a thumbs up.

Tan Gui chimed in, "That was so satisfying! Mr. Lu is awesome!"

"But I clearly saw Zhizhi move first! Presumably, Mr. Lu felt sorry for the girl and helped her. That's cheating, it doesn't count, Zhizhi still has to drink!"

Tan Gui, as Shen Zhiyi's best friend, was not on Shen Zhiyi's side at all.

Her eyes were bright and clear, as if she didn't care about friendship at all, as long as she could enjoy the gossip!