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

When Shen Zhiyi received Lu Zichuan's message, she was intently watching the editing on the screen.

She suddenly had an inspiration while playing at the amusement park yesterday, and today she worked on it with exceptional ease. The materials seemed to come alive in her hands, and she pieced them together smoothly.

Her phone vibrated, and she thought it was Lu Zichuan giving her feedback on the proposal she had submitted. She quickly stopped what she was doing and tapped the screen.

To my surprise, this was the sentence that came into view.

His finger paused for a moment, hovering in mid-air.

Of course she knew why Yang Chun'er was dissatisfied with Lu Zichuan.

From the morning onwards, Yang Chun'er seemed like she was on fire, and even after complaining about Lu Zichuan, she was extremely reluctant to do her work.

She looked very reluctant when asked to help deliver documents.

When he actually went up there, his face was so dark it could drip ink.

Shen Zhiyi was still praying that Lu Zichuan would restrain himself a bit when facing her, but now it seems that not only did he not restrain himself, but he also gave her the cold shoulder.

She felt a throbbing sensation in her temples.

Of course she knew why Yang Chun'er was dissatisfied with Lu Zichuan.

But she can't tell...

To protect his own reputation, he had no choice but to sacrifice Lu Zichuan's reputation.

Shen Zhiyi pursed her lips and typed a reply on the screen: "Huh? I don't know, maybe I didn't have a very pleasant weekend."

"Really? Then she didn't give you a hard time, did she?"

"No, no, although he has a bit of a temper, he's alright overall."

"Okay, that's fine then."

The conversation ended there, and Yang Chun'er walked into the editing room in her high heels, placing the file in front of Shen Zhiyi: "I showed it to him, and he said it was well done, so we'll proceed according to your ideas."

"Okay, thank you."

Shen Zhiyi smiled gently at her.

Yang Chun'er didn't leave. Instead, she plopped down on the workstation next to her, crossed her legs, and raised her eyebrows: "I just went upstairs and saw President Lu. I feel really uncomfortable no matter how I think about it."

"Tell me, he looks perfectly respectable, how could he do something so despicable?"

"I used to think Xu Zhesheng was a scoundrel, but now it seems President Lu isn't any better!"

"Zhizhi, do you think all men are like this?"

Seeing that her words were getting increasingly harsh, even conflating Lu Zichuan and Xu Zhesheng, Shen Zhiyi felt guilty and said, "Chun'er, I think there might really be some misunderstanding. President Lu helped me a lot with my matter back then, and besides, if he really had a wife and children, he wouldn't have let me go to that banquet, wouldn't you say?"

Seeing her so earnestly defending Lu Zichuan, Yang Chun'er narrowed her eyes, staring at her thoughtfully for a long while, then suddenly took a step closer to her: "Speaking of which, my uncle said that woman is so beautiful. I don't think there are that many beautiful people in the world, but there is one right in front of me. She also happens to know President Lu, and the two seem to be quite familiar with each other..."

She slammed her hands on Shen Zhiyi's computer desktop, her willow-leaf eyes staring straight at her as if trying to bore a hole through her: "Hey, Shen Zhiyi, that person who went out with President Lu, it wasn't you, was it?!"

"Tell me! What exactly is your relationship with President Lu?! Are you trying to break him up with Pei Jin?!"

In just a few weeks, Yang Chun'er has become the number one CP fan of Lu Zichuan and Pei Jin. She will nip any threat to this perfect couple in the bud.

Shen Zhiyi suddenly realized that she had been too talkative before. Why did she have to tell Yang Chun'er about President Lu and Pei Jin? Now look what happened. It was clearly her own misunderstanding that caused Lu Zichuan's reputation to be damaged.

But when she saw Yang Chun'er's expression that said, "If you dare to say yes, I'll kill you," she swallowed hard.

Forget it, how could a commoner like her afford to offend such a rich young lady?

Let a tycoon like Lu Zichuan deal with it himself. Liang Yangchun'er can't do anything substantial except give him a cold shoulder.

She shook her head frantically, practically swearing on three fingers to prove her innocence: "How could that be? Xu Zhesheng and I aren't even divorced yet, how could I possibly have a child with President Lu? Don't be so ridiculous!"

After hearing this, Yang Chun'er felt that it made sense.

After looking Shen Zhiyi up and down, he said, "Indeed, even if President Lu takes a liking to you, your family background is far inferior to his. He might play around with you, but it's not realistic for him to actually have your child."

She truly believed it from the bottom of her heart, and when she said it, she didn't even blink, completely unaware of how hurtful her words were.

After saying that, he rested his chin on his hand, looking bored, and waited to get off work.

Shen Zhiyi, whose family background was openly disliked, was speechless.

Well, Yang Chun'er is a well-off young lady from a good family, so let her be a little sharp-tongued. As long as she can go to work properly and not cause trouble, I'm already grateful.

At 6 p.m., colleagues began packing up and leaving.

Yang Chun'er was no exception.

As she was leaving, she noticed Shen Zhiyi was still glued to her workstation and turned back curiously: "What are you doing? Working overtime again today?"

"I'm not saying this to be mean, but Lu Zichuan himself isn't in a hurry. He even has time to take women out on weekends. Why are you in such a rush?"

Shen Zhiyi didn't look away from the screen and casually said, "Anyway, I have nothing to do after I get off work, so I might as well work overtime for a while. It's fine."

Yang Chun'er's lips moved, looking at her with exasperation: "Tell me, you're so pretty, what are you wasting your time at the company every day? Is it because you've divorced Xu Zhesheng that you've lost your confidence? Come on, let me take you to a bar, you can pick any male model you want."

She patted her chest, as if she were about to rescue a divorced young woman from dire straits.

Shen Zhiyi finally looked up at her, her eyes crinkling into a smile: "What are you thinking? There's still a little bit left in this video. I'll go back as soon as I'm done."

"As for the male models..." she laughed, a sly glint in her eyes, "we'll go after this movie is finished being edited."

She hadn't been to those kinds of events much, and was genuinely curious.

"Tsk." Yang Chun'er grinned impatiently. "Alright, we'll talk about it later. I'm leaving now!"

After saying that, she strode away in her high heels.

Several more colleagues came over to say goodbye to Shen Zhiyi, and she waved to them all with a smile.

Soon, she was the only one left in the editing room.

Shen Zhiyi let out a soft breath.

Of course, she couldn't tell anyone that she stayed behind to wait for Lu Zichuan.

The two agreed to walk home together after get off work.

What if she leaves first and bumps into Xu Zhesheng downstairs?

Besides, she didn't know what time Lu Zichuan would get off work, and she didn't want to rush him, so she might as well sit down and finish editing this part.

She had just rolled up her sleeves, ready to get to work, when a tall, slender figure walked in from the doorway of the editing room.

With sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, backlit by the corridor light, he seemed to have stepped out of a warm golden glow.

He casually slipped one hand into his suit trouser pocket, his shoulder line sharp, and his steps neither hurried nor slow.

Lu Zichuan leaned against the door frame, his gaze fixed on her, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"Let's go. I'll take you to find male models."