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

"But don't worry, I saw him, he didn't see me."

"I went downstairs to buy something, and when I came back, I saw someone whose back looked exactly like his. At first, I thought I was seeing things, but then I realized he had been standing downstairs the whole time, so I took a closer look with a magnifying glass and found that it really was him!"

She paused, her tone filled with confusion and wariness: "But strangely, he didn't come up to knock on the door, but he just kept loitering downstairs. I guess he's probably hoping to bump into you."

"Anyway, be careful these next few days. If he can't catch you at your doorstep, he might come to your company. Be careful."

Tan Gui finished speaking in one breath, her speech as fast as a machine gun, but this time she wasn't lying; she was genuinely anxious.

She added at the end, "When I went home just now, I deliberately went through the back door to make sure he didn't follow me before I called you."

Shen Zhiyi gripped her phone tighter and tighter, her knuckles cracking.

Xu Zhesheng... what exactly is he trying to do?

She had made herself perfectly clear, but he seemed not to understand.

He's the one who cheated, he's the one who filed for divorce, and now he's the one coming back to harass me.

An unnamed fire surged up from her chest, making her throat feel tight.

But she had nowhere to vent her anger, like punching cotton, making her chest ache.

"Okay, I understand." She clenched her fists, her voice low as if she were suppressing something: "Thank you, Meimei. Be careful these next few days. I'm afraid if he can't catch me, he'll try to catch you..."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Tan Gui waved her hand dismissively, her tone carrying a hint of confidence. "Have you forgotten? I'm not single now. Even if Xu Zhesheng comes, he won't get away with it."

She thought that if Xu Zhesheng really dared to come looking for her, that would be fine, so that Shen Haozhi could give him a good beating and stop him from causing trouble all the time!

Seeing that the other person had someone backing her up, Shen Zhiyi breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, then just be careful."

Tan Gui gave a heavy "hmm," and added, "But you'd better buy a webcam too, the kind that connects to the internet, so you can get a notification as soon as someone moves their phone near the door!"

"If anything happens, remember to call me immediately. I can hear you as long as I'm not in surgery!"

"understood."

The feeling of being cared for warmed Shen Zhiyi's heart, but when she thought of Xu Zhesheng, she couldn't help but feel melancholy.

There are six days left until the end of the divorce cooling-off period.

I don't know if I'll be able to get a divorce smoothly...

After hanging up the phone, the carriage fell silent again.

Shen Zhiyi gripped her phone tightly in her hand, staring ahead with unfocused eyes. She didn't say anything, but her low spirits were palpable.

Lu Zichuan didn't say anything, but simply closed the car windows, turned up the temperature inside the car by two degrees, took out an unopened bottle of mineral water from the armrest box, unscrewed the cap, and gently placed it on the cup holder next to her.

Shen Zhiyi glanced down at the bottle of water, then looked up at the man's profile.

The car was small, and although her phone wasn't on speakerphone, Lu Zichuan could definitely hear Tan Gui's words.

But he didn't ask anything, he just drove quietly without saying a word.

It's as if to say, "If you want to talk, I'll listen; if you don't want to talk, I won't ask."

For some reason, the panic I felt earlier subsided when I saw Lu Zichuan.

Shen Zhiyi picked up her water glass, took a sip, then tightened the cap and said slowly, "Yi-Yi said... she saw Xu Zhe-Sheng downstairs. He seems to have been looking for opportunities to get close to me these past few days."

"I went to see my parents the day before yesterday. They had initially agreed to my divorce, but now they seem to be wavering."

"I don't know what he's trying to do..."

When she spoke her last words, she lowered her head and gently scratched the bottle with her fingers.

Lu Zichuan was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a low, steady voice, "Do you need me to handle this?"

A few words, written lightly, yet carrying an undeniable force.

Shen Zhiyi looked up at him.

He kept his eyes fixed ahead, his profile clean and sharp in the night.

But she knew what those words meant: with Lu Zichuan's methods, Xu Zhesheng would have no chance to get close to her.

She opened her mouth, as if to say "no need," but swallowed the word back after it rolled around on her tongue.

She wasn't afraid that Lu Zichuan couldn't do it, but rather that things would escalate and provoke Xu Zhesheng into doing something even more outrageous, potentially creating further complications before the divorce cooling-off period was over.

She hesitated for a moment, her voice soft but firm: "The six-day cooling-off period for divorce is over. I just want to get a simple divorce and don't want anything else involved."

"If you take action, I'm afraid he might do something rash."

She looked up at him, her gaze carrying a hint of apology, yet still clear: "Don't worry, if he really shows up, I'll let you know immediately."

Lu Zichuan glanced at her sideways, and hearing her still so determined to get a divorce, his heart, which had been hanging in mid-air, finally settled down.

She didn't waver in her determination to divorce because of Xu Zhesheng's harassment, which relieved him.

But thinking of Xu Zhesheng's unreliability, he pursed his lips: "I've already instructed the company's monitoring department that if Xu Zhesheng or Su Manman comes to the company again, they will stop them immediately."

He paused, his gaze returning to the road ahead, a hint of hesitation creeping into his voice: "But I can't guarantee what will happen during your commute..."

"If you don't mind, I can accompany you to and from get off work."

"Huh?" Shen Zhiyi was taken aback.

Lu Zichuan continued, "In Beijing, there shouldn't be a single neighborhood where I don't own property."

It was clearly a domineering CEO's declaration, but Lu Zichuan said it as if it were an ordinary thing.

Shen Zhiyi couldn't help but laugh to herself. She suddenly felt that the man in front of her was the same as the mischievous little boy she had seen in the photo album today. The only difference was that the little boy was mischievous on the outside, while he was outwardly restrained, but his heart had not changed.

"Will this bother you?" she asked softly.

The car slowly drove into her residential area. Lu Zichuan glanced at her and said, "Of course not."

Even if she disagrees, he will find a way to move in.

And this time, it's a perfectly legitimate opportunity.

"Well..." she continued fiddling with the label on the bottle, her voice so low it seemed to be drowned out by the wind, "Okay."

A single word, yet it carried the weight of a choice, a weight only she could understand.

Upon hearing this "good," Lu Zichuan couldn't help but smile.

But in order not to be noticed, they desperately pressed it down.

If Shen Zhiyi were to look up at this moment, she would notice Lu Zichuan's unusual behavior.

But she didn't. She just stared at the bottle, letting her heart pound wildly in her chest.