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

At the dinner table, Shen Haozhi, Tan Gui, and Pei Jin had finished their battle, and each of them had several red marks on their foreheads.

Pei Jin's forehead was the worst affected, a bright red patch that was almost swollen. Shen Haozhi wasn't much better off, with red marks crisscrossing his forehead. Only Tan Gui was spared, with only a faint red mark on her forehead.

The three of them were so hungry that their stomachs were practically sticking to their backs. Holding empty bowls, they clattered their chopsticks together, looking like three little animals waiting to be fed.

Shen Zhiyi came out of the kitchen carrying dishes and couldn't help but laugh when she saw the three of them banging on their bowls.

"Sister Zhizhi! Your two friends are so unfair!" Pei Jin pointed to her bright red forehead and complained.

"Especially your brother! He flicks me like crazy when he's playing with my fingers, but he only lightly touches my sister's! Look at my forehead, it's almost swollen like a bun!"

Shen Haozhi took a sip of water without changing his expression and uttered four words calmly: "She is a girl."

"Do games even have gender distinctions?!"

Pei Jin covered her forehead, indignant.

When Lu Zichuan came out of the kitchen and saw Pei Jin's miserable state, he couldn't help but smile.

Before he could even speak, Shen Haozhi added insult to injury: "No wonder you don't have a girlfriend."

These words seemed to hit Pei Jin's sore spot, and he immediately looked at Shen Zhiyi's expression.

But he didn't know that Lu Zichuan had already made their relationship clear while cooking, so Shen Zhiyi naturally didn't react at all.

Pei Jin's lips twitched twice, and she retorted with a forced smile, "So what? You don't have any either, do you?"

Shen Haozhi remained calm and composed, almost instinctively blurting out, "Who said I didn't?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt two gazes coming from beside him and opposite him.

At the same time, his leg hurt, and Tan Gui frantically pinched the flesh on his thigh under the table, almost biting his lips raw.

Shen Haozhi then realized that he had gotten carried away and accidentally let something slip.

He hurriedly raised his head and met Shen Zhiyi's gaze, which was full of scrutiny, shining on his face like a searchlight.

"Brother, what did you just say?"

"N-nothing... haha..." Shen Haozhi chuckled dryly, rubbing his stomach to change the subject: "Is the food ready? Hurry up, I'm starving."

Shen Zhiyi wasn't going to let him off the hook. Her brother had always been a model student since his school days, and many people liked him, but he didn't like any of them. He didn't have a girlfriend until college, but they broke up in less than three months.

He went abroad after that, and there has been no news of him having a girlfriend. Now that she has finally caught him, how could she let him go so easily?

"I heard you right, you said you have a girlfriend."

Shen Zhiyi put down the dishes she was holding, walked straight to Shen Haozhi, and leaned in to stare into his eyes: "When did this happen? Domestically or internationally? How long have you been talking about it?"

A barrage of questions came at Shen Haozhi like a machine gun, leaving him unsure where to look.

"Um, Zhizhi, can we talk about this after we eat?"

Shen Haozhi had been somewhat afraid of this younger sister since childhood. She looked gentle and kind, but in reality, she was the most stubborn one. She was also very perceptive, and her eyes were like a ruler, as if she could see right through you if she stared at you.

"No!" Shen Zhiyi slammed her hand on the table, looking at him sternly. "Tell me now, tell the truth!"

Shen Haozhi felt a chill run down his spine under his sister's gaze. His mind raced, determined not to mention Tan Gui, absolutely not.

"Well, just a while ago..." Shen Haozhi stammered, his eyes darting around. He suddenly met Tan Gui's gaze, whose eyes flashed with a threat: "If you dare tell anyone, you're dead." Startled, he immediately looked away: "From abroad...yes, introduced by a friend from abroad."

"From abroad?" Shen Zhiyi narrowed her eyes. "Which country?"

"British, British," Shen Haozhi said, forcing a smile. "I met him last year when I was on a business trip to London."

"What's your name?"

"Anna... Anna." He realized how absurd it sounded after he said it, but he could only grit his teeth and bear it for the moment.

"Anna?" Shen Zhiyi raised an eyebrow. "Full name."

Shen Haozhi's forehead began to sweat.

He stole a glance at Tan Gui. She was eating with her head down, her ears were bright red, her fingers were gripping her chopsticks tightly, and her other hand under the table was already pinching his calf.

"Anna Smith," he gritted his teeth and made up.

"Smith?" Shen Zhiyi crossed her arms. "What does he do for a living?"

"Finance... I work in finance." Shen Haozhi felt like he was walking a tightrope, every word he uttered filled with trepidation. "She... she went back to China, and we're in a long-distance relationship."

"Oh?" Shen Zhiyi pulled up a chair, slowly sat down opposite her brother, placed her hands on the table with an interrogation-like air, and asked, "How do you usually keep in touch? More video calls or phone calls?"

Shen Haozhi swallowed hard. He now deeply regretted his quick tongue.

"Videos...occasionally," he said vaguely. "She's busy with work."

"What did she give you for your birthday last time?"

"He gave me...he gave me a pen," Shen Haozhi blurted out.

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment.

"What kind of pen? What brand?"

"Montblanc... Montblanc," Shen Haozhi said, forcing a smile, "Black, the classic model."

Shen Zhiyi stared at him for a full five seconds.

Shen Haozhi's shirt was almost completely soaked through.

He could feel Tan Gui pinching him harder and harder under the table, and he could also feel his sister's gaze sweeping over him like an X-ray.

"Brother," Shen Zhiyi suddenly spoke, her voice unusually calm.

"……Um?"

"I gave you a Montblanc for your birthday last year."

Shen Haozhi: "..."

Tan Gui nearly spat out her food, clutching her mouth tightly as her shoulders trembled violently.

Pei Jin also sensed something was wrong, her eyes widening in surprise: "Wait, so the gift your girlfriend gave you is exactly the same as the one your sister gave you? This... this isn't very nice, is it?"

"No!" Shen Haozhi cried out anxiously, "She didn't give it to me! I...I bought it myself! Yes, I bought it myself!"

"Then you just said she gave it to me." Shen Zhiyi hit the nail on the head.

"I misremembered!" Sweat was almost dripping down Shen Haozhi's forehead. "I've been too busy lately, I mixed it up, I mixed it up."

"Anna Smith." Shen Zhiyi repeated the name slowly, her gaze lingering on her brother's face for a long time, so long that Shen Haozhi felt he was about to be seen through. "Brother, do you know that when you lie, your right index finger keeps tapping the table?"

Shen Haozhi suddenly looked down at his hands, and sure enough, his index finger was tapping unconsciously on the table.

He quickly pulled his hand back, clenched it into a fist, and placed it on his lap.

"I didn't lie!" he insisted.

"Really?" Shen Zhiyi stood up, walked behind him, put her hands on his shoulders, leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Brother, you've always blushed when you lied since you were little, from your ears all the way to your neck. Now your whole face is almost ripe."

Shen Haozhi: "..."

"Moreover," Shen Zhiyi straightened up, her voice returning to normal volume, with a hint of sly laughter, "you said your girlfriend's name is Anna Smith, but when you said that just now, you glanced at Mei Mei three times."