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

Through the car window, Shen Zhiyi saw him sitting in the driver's seat, still wearing the same burgundy suit jacket he wore that morning.

Perhaps he had been waiting for a while, because he leaned back in his chair, tilted his head back slightly, closed his eyes lightly, and pinched the bridge of his nose with his right index finger and thumb, as if to relieve fatigue.

The garage was dimly lit, and the cold white overhead light dappled his face through the windshield.

The light and shadow outlined his deep brow bone and cast a faint shadow on his eye sockets, making his eyes appear captivatingly deep even when closed.

Shen Zhiyi was standing outside the car, and could just see his profile.

A straight nose, a sharp jawline—every feature looks meticulously sculpted, so exquisitely detailed that it seems more like a character straight out of an anime.

She was so captivated by what she saw that she was completely mesmerized.

My gaze roamed across his face through the car window, from his brow to his eyelashes, from the bridge of his nose to his thin lips. Every line seemed to have been designed. It wasn't the rigid golden ratio, but it was even more captivating than the golden ratio.

She was about to take another look at his hairline when she suddenly found herself in someone's line of sight.

He opened his eyes at some point, and his pale eyes were precisely locked onto her through the car window.

Like amber, or like glass immersed in ice water, it shone brilliantly in the dim garage.

Shen Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat, as if she had been caught stealing, and her cheeks flushed.

She looked away in a panic, and almost as if fleeing, she opened the passenger door and jumped into the car.

She didn't notice that the moment she lowered her head to get into the car, Lu Zichuan's lips curved into a barely perceptible smile.

"Let's go."

She stuffed her bag into the storage compartment in front of her, placed her hands neatly on her knees, and straightened her back like a well-behaved student who was late for class, afraid that he would find out what she had been doing outside the car.

Lu Zichuan did not start the car.

He turned his head and stared at her intently for a moment.

The gaze was so intense that Shen Zhiyi could almost feel its weight on her face.

Her heart was still pounding, and she didn't know where to look when suddenly he leaned over and pressed down on her.

Shen Zhiyi's pupils suddenly contracted.

The sandalwood scent on him was not strong, usually barely noticeable, but now that the distance had suddenly shortened, that refreshing scent surged in like a tide, enveloping her completely.

He was getting closer and closer.

She was so close that she could see the faint mole at the end of his eyebrow, so close that she could count his individual eyelashes, so close that the curve of his nose almost touched her cheek, and his warm breath brushed against her lips.

"Bang"

"Bang"

My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to burst out of my chest.

Shen Zhiyi's eyes widened, her mind going completely blank.

What is he going to do?

She didn't dodge.

Instead, it was as if she had been frozen in place, watching helplessly as he approached. Only when he was right in front of her did she suddenly close her eyes, her fingers gripping the seam of his pants tightly.

However, the expected tactile sensation did not materialize.

"click"

A soft sound.

The heat that had been pressing down on me suddenly disappeared.

Shen Zhiyi cautiously opened one eye and saw that Lu Zichuan had already sat back in the driver's seat, tilting his head slightly to look at her, with a hint of barely perceptible confusion in his brows.

She followed his gaze and looked down; it was the seatbelt.

She was still sitting comfortably in the chair, with the seatbelt securely fastened to her shoulder.

And just now... she actually thought he was going to kiss her.

Shen Zhiyi's face flushed instantly, turning red from her ears all the way to her neck. Her fingers clenched even tighter, as if she wanted to find a crack in the ground to disappear into.

Lu Zichuan was just helping her fasten her seatbelt.

She actually... closed her eyes.

"Th-thank you..." Her voice was so soft it was like a mosquito's hum, her eyes fixed on the windshield, not daring to turn her head.

Looking at her bright red ear tips, Lu Zichuan could no longer hide the smile in his eyes.

He slowly withdrew his hand, resting it on the steering wheel, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible hoarseness:

"You're welcome."

The engine started, and the car slowly drove out of the parking space.

Shen Zhiyi remained frozen in her seat the entire time, her heart still pounding wildly.

Lu Zichuan kept his eyes fixed ahead, the smile on his lips never fading until he drove out of the garage.

On the way from the general's residence to the hospital, the car was so quiet that only the low hum of the engine and the faint sound of airflow from the air conditioning vents could be heard.

Shen Zhiyi leaned back in her seat with her head turned to the side, her eyes closed, her breathing extremely light and slow, like a snail that had retreated into its shell.

But her eyelashes were trembling slightly uncontrollably, at a frequency so fast that it didn't seem like she was asleep at all.

Of course she wasn't asleep.

Ever since that "seatbelt mix-up" in the garage, the heat on her face has never subsided.

Now, every time she opens her eyes, she is met with Lu Zichuan's unfathomable eyes, and she is unsure if she will do something even more shameful.

In the driver's seat, Lu Zichuan looked ahead, his hands on the steering wheel, his knuckles slightly clenched.

He seemed to be focused on driving, but his peripheral vision would occasionally dart towards the passenger side every few seconds.

Her feigned sleep with her eyes closed was utterly obvious to him; her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, her cheeks still tinged with a lingering blush, and she deliberately suppressed her breathing, making her acting so bad it was laughable.

His lips unconsciously curved upwards again.

She felt embarrassed.

This realization almost made the warm sense of satisfaction in my chest overflow.

God knows how much he wanted to kiss her when he was fastening her seatbelt.

With her eyes closed, clutching her trouser seam, and her eyelashes trembling violently, her submissive demeanor was practically an invitation to him.

But reason ultimately prevailed over impulse.

hold on.

He tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly.

Wait until she is fully prepared, wait until she walks towards him on her own.

......

The moment the car stopped in the hospital's underground parking garage, Shen Zhiyi practically sat bolt upright.

She quickly tidied her hair and collar, turned her head, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I've arrived. You... finish your financial report and go home early."

Lu Zichuan didn't respond, he just looked at her.

His gaze was so intense that Shen Zhiyi's ears burned again. She hurriedly unbuckled her seatbelt, opened the car door, and got out.

With a "bang," the car door slammed shut.

She didn't dare look back until she walked out of the parking lot, when the anger she had been holding in all the way finally found an outlet.

She raised her hand and patted her burning cheeks, muttering under her breath, "Shen Zhiyi, you're really crazy."

She actually thought Lu Zichuan would kiss her.

What's even more terrifying is that she didn't want to hide at all. In fact, when he got closer, her heart was racing not only because of nervousness, but also because of a hint of anticipation that she herself dared not admit.

She patted her face twice more, forcing herself to take deep breaths until her breathing calmed down, before starting to walk towards the inpatient department.

When Shen Zhiyi reached the door of her mother's ward, the cheerful laughter coming from inside made her pause.

Xu Jing has been hospitalized for almost a month. The relatives and friends who were supposed to come have already come. Who else could it be now?

Her former students?

Without thinking much, she quickly put on a polite smile outside the door, knocked, and went inside.

"I could hear them talking so enthusiastically inside, even through the door. Who's here?"

Before he could finish speaking, his smile froze on his face.

In the ward, Xu Zhesheng, Zhang Feng, and Xu Zhi were present.