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

That night, Su Manman used every trick in the book.

She is no longer the shy and reserved young actress she once was in front of the camera.

Over the past few years, she's struggled in the industry and learned all sorts of ways to please others, but she's mastered the art of intimacy.

Even though Xu Zhesheng's actions had caused her great pain, she didn't utter a sound. She bit her lip and pretended to be completely absorbed in the moment, her eyes reddening and her voice soft and sticky, as if she was truly enjoying herself immensely.

Fortunately, Hsu Che-sheng wasn't the type with great stamina, so he finished quickly.

Otherwise, given her current condition, I don't know how much suffering she would have endured.

Afterwards, Su Manman nestled in Xu Zhesheng's arms, her fingers idly tracing circles on his chest, her voice still hoarse from the moment: "Zhesheng, what do you want to eat tomorrow?"

"Anything is fine." Xu Zhesheng hugged her contentedly, his palm resting on her smooth shoulder, but a strange and inexplicable melancholy welled up in his heart.

In this matter, Su Manman was indeed to his liking, much better than Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi was always passive, restrained, and even somewhat unwilling in this regard.

If he could have a lover like Su Manman, he would probably be the happiest man in the world.

But, alas, he sighed deeply in his heart. If it were Shen Zhiyi who couldn't have children, he would still have room for negotiation. But now it was he who couldn't have children. The diagnosis of asthenospermia was like a huge stone pressing on his chest.

What could he offer to negotiate with Shen Zhiyi? What could he offer to ask her to stay?

But the more he thought about it, the more his heart felt like it was being scratched by cat claws. He both craved Su Manman's uninhibitedness in bed and couldn't bear to part with Shen Zhiyi's virtuous and considerate nature.

He wanted both, but fate wouldn't let him have it all.

"Manman," he suddenly said.

Su Manman gave a soft "Mmm," her voice rising at the end, like a lazy cat, and rubbed her chin against his.

Xu Zhesheng felt an even stronger sense of regret.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her eyebrows and eyes, his movements as tender as if he were touching a precious piece of porcelain: "My mother owns an apartment. You and your mother can move in there."

Su Manman stiffened and abruptly looked up at him: "Why?"

Hsu Che-sheng can't exactly say it's for our benefit to have an affair, can he?

His fingers slid down her cheek to her chin, gently pinching it, his tone leaving no room for argument: "Didn't you just say you'd listen to me no matter what? Now you're not?"

Su Manman vaguely felt that something was wrong. This house was not uninhabitable, so why go to other places?

And she moved away, but what about him?

But then I thought, the important thing is to win over Xu Zhesheng.

Anyway, she'll move into this house sooner or later.

"No..." She lowered her eyes weakly, tilted her head up and kissed his chin, her voice soft and obedient, "I'll listen to whatever Master says."

"That's a good girl." Xu Zhesheng's heart stirred, and he rolled over, pinning her down again.

A new round of punishments has begun.

Meanwhile, Shen Zhiyi had finished washing up and was lying in bed.

The mattress is soft but doesn't collapse; the moment you lie down, every bone feels like it's being supported by clouds.

There is just the right amount of support in the waist area, so you don't feel suspended in mid-air, nor do you feel so soft that you sink in.

Although she didn't know much about these home furnishing brands, the feel of the mattress on her body didn't lie; it must be very expensive.

She couldn't help but wonder, what kind of person was this landlord?

They spent so much money on renovations, furnished the place with all the furniture and appliances, and even chose such a high-quality mattress, but they still don't live there.

Just as I was lost in thought, my phone screen lit up.

It's a message.

"I've already arranged for someone to inspect the house tomorrow. You can stay here tonight. Contact me anytime if you have any problems."

It was sent by Lu Zichuan. Although his tone was curt, the concern in his words warmed Shen Zhiyi's heart.

Her slender fingers tapped rapidly on the screen: "Okay, thank you, Mr. Lu."

The reply came almost instantly: "You're welcome."

Those three simple words made Shen Zhiyi's lips involuntarily curve into a smile.

She stared at the screen for two seconds, then put down her phone, pulled the blanket over herself, and closed her eyes.

Before long, his breathing became even and long.

The next morning, just after Shen Zhiyi finished breakfast, the doorbell rang.

The door opened, and Lu Zichuan stood in the doorway.

Today he was wearing a gray-brown shirt, with the top two buttons undone and the collar slightly open, revealing a small section of his collarbone.

He wore loose beige casual pants, which made him look less aloof and more relaxed and youthful.

He was followed by four or five people, each carrying professional testing equipment. The boxes were covered with labels, clearly indicating that they were a team that had been hired at great expense.

"Check thoroughly." Lu Zichuan turned to the side and instructed the person behind him, his voice not loud but carrying an undeniable force, "Don't miss any corner."

"Yes, Mr. Lu," the group replied in unison, filing in one after another.

Shen Zhiyi stood to the side, watching them skillfully set up the equipment, and couldn't help but take a few more glances.

The staff members were fiddling with the equipment while exchanging quick glances.

"Isn't this Mr. Lu's house? Could it be that he suspects the renovation workers left something unclean here? But who would dare to tamper with Mr. Lu's house?"

"I don't know. It seems that this woman lives here. I wonder what they're up to."

"Let's check it carefully, even though there's definitely nothing wrong, just to make it look like nothing's wrong."

The group quickly set up the instruments and began to examine them carefully.

Just then, Lu Zichuan received a phone call. He walked to the window and spoke very softly, perhaps afraid of disturbing her.

Today was another sunny day. Sunlight streamed in through the large French windows, illuminating him, and Shen Zhiyi was momentarily stunned.

She didn't come to her senses until Lu Zichuan walked over and waved his hand in front of her eyes.

"What are you thinking about?"

Lu Zichuan asked.

Shen Zhiyi's face flushed red. "N-nothing."

"Well, I still have some things to take care of, so I brought the people here to you. Don't worry, they'll only do a check-up and won't touch anything on you."

Shen Zhiyi belatedly realized that he was leaving. This was the first time the two had just met and were about to part ways. For some reason, a sense of loss welled up in her heart, but she forcibly suppressed it.

"Okay." She nodded.

However, Lu Zichuan quickly asked again, "Are you busy this afternoon?"

Shen Zhiyi shook her head.

Shen Zhiyi was stunned for a moment, and the image of Lu Han's bright eyes instantly flashed into her mind.

Although they had only met briefly before, she had taken a liking to the child and nodded without much thought: "Okay."