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

"Are you threatening me?"

Shen Ji looked at Lu Zichuan in disbelief. Although he knew his identity, the man had been very polite to him and Xu Jing in their previous interactions, and had been very considerate in arranging things at the hospital. He thought that because he was Shen Zhiyi's father, Lu Zichuan would be more polite to him. Who knew that he would question and threaten him?

Lu Zichuan gave him a cold glance: "It's just a threat now, but if you do this again, it will be more than just a threat."

Lu Zichuan turned his head, his gaze sweeping over Xu Jing, who was pale-faced on the hospital bed, then over Xu Zhesheng, who was clutching his stomach and trying to straighten up, before finally settling on Shen Ji's face. He spoke slowly and deliberately:

"Four days later, Zhizhi will go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. No matter who tries to stop her, no matter what reason they give."

"Anyone who tries to stop me will regret it."

Shen Ji's face alternated between pale and flushed, looking extremely unwell. His chest heaved as he tried to project the composure of a teacher with years of experience: "Lu Zichuan, I don't care who you are, but Shen Zhiyi is my daughter, and I have the right to interfere in her affairs!"

Lu Zichuan pulled Shen Zhiyi into his arms. "It seems Mr. Shen's years of teaching have been a waste of time. The law clearly states that parents can only discipline their children until they turn eighteen. After eighteen, they are adults, and adults have the right to make their own decisions. And when it comes to something as important as divorce, she has even more right to make her own decisions!"

"Even if the King of Heaven himself came, he would have no right to interfere!"

"We've made our point! Anyone who dares to stop us from leaving is going against the Lu family, and don't blame me for taking action!"

His gaze turned cold. He supported Shen Zhiyi with one hand, while the other hung at his side, ready to deliver a heavy punch if anyone rushed over.

Outside the door, Assistant Wang had also arrived at some point and was standing ready at the entrance. He didn't care who the person was; if anyone dared to disrespect his beloved CEO Lu, he would beat them without hesitation.

His gaze turned icy as he steadily supported Shen Zhiyi with one hand, while the other hand hung at his side, his knuckles slightly clenched, ready to deliver a heavy punch to anyone who rushed over.

Outside the door, Assistant Wang had somehow followed and was now blocking the entrance, his eyes fierce like a wolf protecting its master. He didn't care who the person was; anyone who dared to disrespect his boss, Mr. Lu, would be dealt with without hesitation.

Inside the room, Shen Ji was so rebuked that he couldn't utter a single word.

However, as an elder, being scolded like this by a junior in front of outsiders is extremely humiliating.

He watched Lu Zichuan leave with Shen Zhiyi, then let out a heavy snort, his voice rising slightly: "President Lu, I know why you want Zhiyi and Azhe to divorce. But have you considered what will happen to Zhiyi if she really divorces Azhe?"

"You're a wealthy and powerful family, do you really think you can guarantee her a lifetime of happiness?"

Anyone can spout grand principles, anyone can talk about reason, but you can't ruin someone else's happiness for your own selfish desires!

He spoke cryptically, but everyone present understood that he was implying that Lu Zichuan's feelings for Shen Zhiyi were merely a passing fancy.

Xu Jing also looked worried and chimed in, "Yes, Mr. Lu, we can see that you have feelings for Zhizhi. But how long can those feelings last? And your family's complicated situation is something we, a small family, can't afford to mess with. Rather than letting Zhizhi suffer those disdainful looks and rules with you, it's better to let her stay with Xu Zhesheng. At least from now on, Zhesheng will have learned his lesson, and she can hold her head high at home..."

She didn't want to say this in front of the Xu family, but seeing that Lu Zichuan was about to take people away, she had no choice but to break off the mask.

On the one hand, it was for the sake of ancestral rules; on the other hand, she felt from the bottom of her heart that if Shen Zhiyi followed Lu Zichuan, she would only be subservient and subservient to others.

This would be a disaster for any woman.

Lu Zichuan stopped in his tracks.

He didn't turn around, but his back suddenly straightened, like a fully drawn bow.

Shen Zhiyi sensed the change in his body, gently clenched the shirt on his chest, and silently comforted him.

Lu Zichuan lowered his head and glanced at her, the fierceness in his eyes slowly settling in her gaze.

He took a deep breath, turned around, and faced Shen Ji and Xu Jing.

Those pale eyes were now as deep as an abyss, devoid of anger, only a chilling calm.

"Mr. Shen, Aunt Xu."

He spoke, his voice not loud, but each word clear, like a thin blade cutting through the murky air in the ward.

"You say I'm acting out of selfish desires, that I can't give her happiness, that she'll be subservient to me if she's with me—these are all just your guesses."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Xu Zhesheng, a chilling smile curving his lips:

"You all suspect my motives are impure, you suspect the world of the wealthy is murky, you suspect she'll suffer in the future. But have you ever considered the person you used to persuade her to stay..."

He glanced at Xu Zhesheng and said, "Cheating, transferring assets, assaulting her, using a bunch of worthless assets that were already mortgaged to trick her into signing documents. These are facts."

"And when I appeared here today, when her wrists were being squeezed until they turned purple, not one of you stepped forward to stop her. That's a fact."

Whether I'm serious or not is none of your business.

He lowered his gaze to Shen Zhiyi in his arms, his eyes instantly softening, and his voice lowered, but it was enough for everyone present to hear:

"I will show her with facts."

"From today onwards, she will no longer suffer anyone's mistreatment. No one will dare to lay a finger on her. No one will dare to use family ties to blackmail her. And no one will..."

His gaze swept back to Shen Ji and Xu Jing, his voice cold and hard as iron, "You dare to use her as a bargaining chip to uphold some bullshit ancestral precepts?"

"With me, she can do whatever she wants."

After saying that, he looked away, picked Shen Zhiyi up in his arms, and strode out of the ward.

Her previous madness and stubbornness seemed to have been taken away; now she leaned softly against him, like a kitten that had finally found its home.

Only after leaving the ward did Shen Zhiyi slowly speak, her voice still trembling slightly: "Put me down, I can walk by myself."

Lu Zichuan didn't say anything, but hugged her tighter, his arms slightly tightening, and headed straight for the nurses' station.

When the nurses at the station saw him arrive, they all stood up nervously and greeted him in unison, "President Lu."

Lu Zichuan gently placed Shen Zhiyi on the stool, his movements as careful as if he were handling a fragile item. Then he looked up at the group of nurses and said in a low voice, "Someone, bandage her up."

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback, and subconsciously tried to pull her hand back: "No need..."

These are just minor injuries; there's no need to treat them.

Lu Zichuan frowned, reached out and pressed down on her wrist, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."