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

Shen Zhiyi looked at the line of words, and the corners of her lips unconsciously curled up.

This person... even did their homework.

Everyone knows about brown sugar ginger tea, but most men only know that it's good to drink, without understanding the proper timing.

Drinking ginger tea during menstruation will only increase the flow, which is counterproductive.

Lu Zichuan happened to choose to deliver it three or four days before her period, so that drinking it at this time would be just right to warm the uterus and dispel cold without affecting the amount of blood.

She carefully put the items into the drawer, and smiled gently at Assistant Wang: "Okay, thank you for your help."

Assistant Wang has been with Lu Zichuan for so many years, and he can't even see a female fly around him normally, let alone a woman who can make him care so much. He has never heard of such a thing. Even when President Lu's mother was sick, he only frowned slightly and continued to finish the meeting before rushing to the hospital.

Now, not only did Lu Zichuan eat the breakfast Shen Zhiyi made yesterday, but this morning he also saw a sandwich on his table. Now she even asked him to help buy this kind of thing. He guessed that the two of them might already be living together.

That means Shen Zhiyi will definitely become President Lu's girlfriend.

But she didn't act arrogantly at all; on the contrary, she was still so polite to him. His goodwill towards Shen Zhiyi increased even more, and he waved his hand with a smile: "You're welcome, Miss Shen. President Lu specifically instructed that you should drink it."

After he finished speaking, he added, "President Lu said that if it doesn't taste good, he'll switch to another brand."

Shen Zhiyi's ears burned, and she nodded gently: "No need to change, this one is fine."

Assistant Wang nodded, turned around, and went upstairs.

Shen Zhiyi returned to the editing room with her things. Everyone else was engrossed in their work, and no one paid any attention to her.

Only Yang Chun'er.

She peeked half her head out from behind the computer screen, her eyes scanning like radar, her gaze precisely locking onto the bag in Shen Zhiyi's hand.

"What did Assistant Wang give you?" Yang Chun'er asked suspiciously, leaning closer, her nose almost touching the bag.

Shen Zhiyi's smile froze, and she subconsciously hid the things behind her back: "It's nothing, I left my things in President Lu's office yesterday while working overtime, and he asked Assistant Wang to bring them over."

"Brown sugar ginger tea?" Yang Chun'er narrowed her eyes, her gaze sweeping over the bag like an X-ray. "You managed to forget this in President Lu's office?"

She clicked her tongue, looking incredulous. "Shen Zhiyi, you really don't treat Lu Zichuan like a man! That's Lu Zichuan's office! How could you leave your personal belongings there?"

"...Yeah, I left in a hurry yesterday and forgot." Shen Zhiyi chuckled twice, stuffed the bag into the drawer, and slammed it shut.

Yang Chun'er nodded with some doubt and didn't ask any further questions.

She was in slightly better shape than yesterday, but still looked listless, slumped over the table with her chin resting on her arm, like a husky that had been soaked by the rain.

Aside from Shen Zhiyi asking her to help with some materials, she couldn't even be bothered to lift her eyelids.

It seems this CP fan hasn't recovered from the disillusionment of Lu Zichuan x Pei Jin.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, at eight in the morning, Xu Zhesheng woke up in a messy bed.

A hangover-like headache made him frown. He propped himself up and sat up, glancing down at the person beside him. Su Manman was still fast asleep, her hair spread out on the pillow, her face still covered with makeup from the night before.

He didn't remember much about what happened last night.

All he remembered was that after waiting for Shen Zhiyi at the foot of Jiangxing Tower without success, he felt a burning anger in his heart with nowhere to vent it, making his chest feel suffocated.

He was furious and went to a random bar to drown his sorrows. He got so drunk he was unsteady on his feet when Su Manman called. Her voice was soft and sweet, and he was immediately tempted. So he went with her home.

It has to be said that Su Manman is indeed quite skilled at charming men.

He was initially very upset, but she dispelled his frustration with just a few words, and with her underhanded tactics, by the time he came to his senses, it was already dawn.

He still held the warm, soft body in his arms; Su Manman was fast asleep, her breath lightly brushing against his collarbone.

But when Xu Zhesheng opened his eyes, what came to mind was Shen Zhiyi's voice, cold as ice, from the phone call last night.

My heart felt like it had been squeezed and twisted, a mixture of sourness and bitterness.

This woman is telling his father that she wants to see how he performs, but at the same time she's pushing him to the brink of death. What is she trying to do?

If you really want a divorce, is it necessary to be so heartless?

Just then, the cell phone on the bedside table started vibrating.

The screen lit up, and the remarks section clearly read "Review of the film 'General Star'".

Xu Zhesheng's brows furrowed immediately.

He thought they were calling again to urge him to submit a new edited version. In the past few days, he had asked countless people for help to salvage that messy film, but without exception, they all wanted to talk about money first.

He gritted his teeth and agreed to pay the money, but the person he found made a trial cut that was absolutely terrible. They didn't understand the artistic feel he wanted at all, and the transitions between shots were as stiff as a primary school student's collage.

Compared to Shen Zhiyi's editing, it's not even worthy of carrying her shoes.

When Shen Zhiyi is editing, he never needs to say a word.

She would stay up late to study the script, research materials, and ponder the emotional rhythm of each scene. She even took the initiative to learn color grading and sound mixing, all in order to present what he filmed in the best possible way.

But now...

He sighed heavily and resignedly swiped to answer the call.

"Director Xu!" The voice on the other end of the phone was brimming with barely concealed excitement, like firecrackers exploding during Chinese New Year. "Congratulations! The film has passed censorship! We'll immediately connect with the creative team and start preparing for the publicity and press conference!"

"What?!" Xu Zhesheng jumped out of bed, his voice almost cracking with excitement, making the water glass on the bedside table tremble. "Didn't they call back saying they wanted to re-cut it? How come all of a sudden..."

"That's because Director Xu is so capable!" The reviewer chuckled, his tone completely different from when he was urging him to submit the film a few days ago. "Yesterday, the higher-ups personally spoke to you, saying they'll give you the green light all the way. You can relax and focus on the publicity and press conference!"

"Are you available this afternoon? Our PR department would like to meet with you to discuss the specifics of our plan."

Xu Zhesheng hurriedly replied, "I have time! I have time anytime!"

As long as the movie can be released, with his Golden Duck Award-winning director status, making a profit is just around the corner.

The money you invested before can be recovered, and you might even make a fortune.

After hanging up the phone, he happily tossed his phone onto the bed, looking as energetic as if he'd been injected with adrenaline.

He squinted and thought for a moment. Just two days ago, the application process at Jiangxing was completely blocked. How come the application was approved today after he waited for Shen Zhiyi downstairs at Jiangxing all night yesterday?

It must be her.

She said such heartless things, but she still couldn't let him go.

She must have said something conciliatory to Lu Zichuan after she went back last night, which is why Lu Zichuan relented.

She still loves him.

Xu Zhesheng thought about it more and more and felt that it made sense, and he couldn't help but smile.

What divorce cooling-off period? What meeting at the Civil Affairs Bureau in five days? It's all just talk in anger.

She simply couldn't bear to part with it.