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

Once everything was tidied up, Lu Zichuan stood up and picked up his coat, which was draped over the back of the sofa.

He actually wanted to stay a little longer, to see her curled up on the sofa scrolling through her phone, to hear the clattering sounds of her in the kitchen, and to make the night last a little longer.

But he knew even better that even if no gossip would spread, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable at all being alone with him in a room.

"See you downstairs at eight o'clock tomorrow morning." He looked down at her, his voice low.

Shen Zhiyi nodded and saw him to the door: "Okay."

The moment the door closed, she suddenly realized that she didn't even know which building he lived in.

He had mentioned having a house in the same neighborhood, but she hadn't asked for details.

Does he really live here? Or was he just saying that offhand?

She walked quickly to the window, leaned over the windowsill, and looked down.

In the darkness, Lu Zichuan emerged from the building entrance, his steps measured and unhurried. He walked straight through the courtyard of the residential complex and headed towards the building opposite.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief, realizing she had been overthinking things.

That's true. The Lu Group is one of the top companies in Beijing, so he wouldn't lie to her about something like this.

As she looked away, she suddenly felt soreness all over her body.

Today I was busy at the supermarket and cooking, standing and working for most of the day, and my back and legs are a bit stiff.

She pulled out some stretching videos saved on her phone, did a set along with them, and finally felt a bit more relaxed.

Afterwards, I went to wash up, and by the time I lay down in bed, it was almost ten o'clock.

She picked up her phone, hesitated for a moment, and then opened her chat window with Lu Zichuan.

The cursor blinked, and she typed a line: "What flavor of sandwich do you want for tomorrow?"

send.

There was no immediate reply, but she wasn't in a hurry and casually scrolled through short videos to pass the time.

Just then, a call from an unknown number popped up.

Her heart sank.

Numbers saved in the address book will not be marked as unknown. The only person who could call from an unknown number is Xu Zhesheng.

The image of him smoking and waiting for her downstairs at Jiangxing Tower that afternoon was still vivid in her mind. Instinctively, she didn't want to answer, but her thumb still swiped to the answer button.

"Zhizhi!"

As soon as the call connected, that familiar yet annoying voice came through.

"What is it?" she asked coldly, getting straight to the point.

"Aren't you off work yet?"

"I'm logging off," she answered crisply and decisively, without a trace of warmth.

"Then why haven't you come downstairs yet?"

The sound of whistling wind came from the other end of the phone, mixed with the faint sound of traffic.

Shen Zhiyi looked up at the window. The night sky was covered with dark clouds, and even the moon could not be seen. The air was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe. It looked like it was going to rain.

Judging from his tone, he's still standing under the General Star Tower?

In the past, she would probably have been moved to tears, feeling that he was finally willing to put in the effort for her.

But now, she only felt absurdity, her brows furrowing involuntarily, and she asked again, "What is it?"

"I'm downstairs at Jiangxing Tower, can we meet?" Xu Zhesheng's voice carried a hint of weariness, but also a touch of what he thought was sincerity.

"No." She refused without leaving any room for negotiation. "I've said everything I needed to say. See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau in five days. Prepare your documents, and that's all we need to discuss."

"Zhizhi, why are you doing this?" Xu Zhesheng asked, puzzled.

In his view, Xu Zhi had clearly said that Shen Zhiyi simply wanted his opinion.

He's been bringing her food and visiting her these past few days, and today he's been waiting for her since 5 pm. Doesn't she feel his sincerity?

"My dad told me that what you want is for me to change and show my sincerity. I've reflected a lot these past few days, and I know I made mistakes before. As long as you're willing to give me a chance, I will definitely change all the ways I neglected you before. Please don't be so heartless."

"If you keep pushing me away, how can we repair our relationship?"

"Or do you think I haven't done enough?"

"Do you want a wedding?" Xu Zhesheng said to himself, "I promise you, as long as we make up, I will give you a grand wedding, let the whole world know that we are married, and I will never hide the fact that we are married again. From now on, let's live happily together, isn't that enough?"

Upon hearing the word "wedding," Shen Zhiyi's brows twitched.

When she married Xu Zhesheng, his family was poor and could not afford a bride price or a wedding banquet.

She felt sorry for him and offered to cancel the marriage. After they got their marriage certificate, they treated their family and relatives to a simple meal, and that was considered their marriage.

With tears in his eyes, he promised that when he had money in the future, he would definitely give her a proper wedding.

Unfortunately, that sentence was like a gust of wind; it dissipated as soon as it was blew by.

In the years that followed, she never brought it up herself.

It wasn't that she didn't care; it was that she thought she didn't need those formalities, as long as she could be by his side, that would be enough.

She believed that love could heal all wounds, so she didn't even need a wedding.

But now that he has said it himself, she suddenly realizes what he meant.

How could he have forgotten?

He clearly didn't want to give it to them.

Even his colleagues of several years didn't know about their marriage.

He has always presented himself as single, which makes it very convenient for him to engage in casual relationships.

A wedding? How could he possibly want the whole world to know he's married?

The reason he suddenly brought it up now is simply because there are still five days left in the cooling-off period for divorce, and he doesn't want to sign the papers, let alone divide the assets.

How come she never realized before that Xu Zhesheng could be so shameless?

A surge of anger welled up inside her, but instead she laughed, her laughter light and airy: "A wedding?"

"You can hold the event with Su Manman. Remember to invite a lot of people, and I'll give you all a big red envelope."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by the click of a lighter.

He lit a cigarette.

"Zhizhi, are you still bothered by Manman's matter?" Xu Zhesheng took a deep breath, his tone impatient, as if she were being unreasonable. "That's all in the past, can you stop holding onto it? We're not divorced yet, and you still have contact with Lu Zichuan, don't you? I haven't kept bringing it up, have I?"

"Whatever happened between you and him, I'll pretend I know nothing, okay?"

"Stop bringing up Manman's matter."

He cheated on her, he kept his marriage a secret, and he ignored her for years.

Now that she wants a divorce, he's trying to shut her up by bringing up her relationship with Lu Zichuan.

"Xu Zhesheng," she suddenly spoke, her voice eerily calm.

"...What?"

"Listen up," she said, emphasizing each word, "Lu Zichuan and I are completely innocent. Even if we weren't, it's none of your business to judge us. You're trying to use your own messy affair with Su Manman to bargain with me? Do you even deserve to?"

"Civil Affairs Bureau in five days. No exceptions."

If you don't come...

She paused, a hint of coldness in her voice: "I'll take that as you giving up your share of the property and leaving with nothing. See you in court then."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.