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

The deafening music made hearts pound. Shen Zhiyi held a wine glass in one hand and danced to the rhythm with the other. The colorful lights dazzled the eyes. Her beautiful, almost perfect face was adorned with a wild and unrestrained smile, attracting the attention of almost every man in the bar.

But she was completely oblivious, chatting and laughing with Tan Gui beside her, the two of them making a scene that resembled a large group of people.

A short while later, the manager led a group of well-dressed men in their early twenties, their broad shoulders and narrow waists accentuated by black suits.

"Sister Tan, this row is full of our top beauties. They're all good-tempered, have great voices, great figures, and are incredibly charismatic. I reserved this for you. Do you see any you like?"

The manager whispered in Tan Gui's ear with a smile.

Tan Gui glanced at them and noticed that the group of young boys were different from the other ones who wore makeup and earrings and looked frivolous. They were all pure handsome, with no trace of makeup on their faces. Most importantly, you could see their eight-pack abs even through their clothes!

She couldn't help but narrow her eyes and said to Shen Zhiyi, "Bestie, hurry up and pick some out, these are all good stuff!"

Shen Zhiyi initially thought Tan Gui was just joking about finding male models, but she was stunned when she found out that Tan Gui had actually done it.

Looking at the group of boys who were younger than her, she always felt like an old auntie who was taking advantage of them.

In that moment of hesitation, Tan Gui suddenly waved her hand and said, "I'm not choosing anymore, keep them all!"

After saying that, she pointed at Shen Zhiyi and said, "If you make her happy tonight, your bill will be doubled!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the manager's face lit up with a smile.

Before he could give any instructions, the group of boys obediently came forward one by one, some pouring wine, some offering toasts, their faces beaming with undisguised smiles.

In just two seconds, Shen Zhiyi found herself sitting to her left with a handsome young man with delicate features, and to her right with a boy with phoenix eyes and an oval face who looked somewhat gloomy.

"Sister, are you hot? Let me fan you." The boy on the left fanned Shen Zhiyi's ear with his hand. The two were very close. His eyes were bright and his face had a shy smile.

Not to be outdone, the one on the right picked up a piece of fruit and came over to feed Shen Zhiyi: "Sister, have some fruit."

There were eight or nine of them. When they saw that the seats on Shen Zhiyi's left and right sides were occupied, one of them ran behind her and massaged her shoulders, while the others also tried to squeeze in on her side.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Zhiyi was surrounded by a group of good-looking boys.

Although she felt somewhat uncomfortable, she inexplicably felt a sense of pleasure.

Is this what men find happiness?

It is indeed quite appealing.

Since she was going to get a divorce anyway, and Xu Zhesheng had already been having an affair with another woman, what was wrong with her playing around with male models?

A smile played on her lips as she opened her mouth, took a bite of the fruit offered to her, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

Little did she know, her smile stunned the men around her for a moment.

Shen Zhiyi is so beautiful. She was already a stunning sight just sitting here. When they were backstage, many people were secretly looking at her, thinking that they would do anything to be with her, even if it cost nothing.

Now, seeing her up close, I realize she's even more dazzling than she is from a distance.

Although she was wearing makeup, her fair skin still looked incredibly good. The foundation adhered perfectly to her face, as if it had been blended into her skin. In particular, her eyes, which could almost steal your soul with a single glance, were even more dazzling than the lights in the bar.

Remembering what Tan Gui had just said—that if they served this person well, they would receive double the tip—the group of male models did their best to showcase their strengths, like concubines vying for favor in the imperial harem, each displaying their best skills.

Shen Zhiyi was engrossed in watching when she turned her head and saw that there was only one person in the group who hadn't stepped forward. That person looked even younger and was staring at them with wide eyes from the corner, looking like he wanted to go forward but didn't dare to.

Like a startled fawn.

The word suddenly popped into Shen Zhiyi's mind.

She pushed through the crowd surrounding her, strode over to "Little Deer," and asked, "Why aren't you coming forward?"

Only when she got closer did she see the little deer's face clearly, and for some reason, it felt strangely familiar.

However, this feeling was fleeting.

But she still subconsciously glanced at them a few more times, especially at those eyes. The slightly upturned corners of the eyes bore an inexplicable resemblance to Su Manman, who was so arrogant on set.

But one is as timid as a deer, and the other as flamboyant as a sparrow; it's probably just a coincidence.

She leaned close to his ear and asked, "Why aren't you getting up to perform?"

While the other male models were putting on a great show, he stood out as an oddball sitting there all by himself.

The little deer opened her eyes wide and said timidly, "I...I just arrived...I don't have any special talents...I'm afraid I'll offend your eyes, sister..."

His voice wasn't as weak as his appearance suggested; instead, it had a touch of magnetism.

Having edited countless videos over the years, Shen Zhiyi could immediately tell that the boy in front of her was not lying.

She gained a better impression of him and asked curiously, "What's your name? How old are you? What brings you into this line of work?"

Little Deer said, "I...I'm Su Hang, I'm twenty years old, and I'm here to earn tuition fees..."

A bystander saw this and a hint of displeasure flashed in their eyes. They came over and pulled Shen Zhiyi aside, saying, "Sister, don't pay any attention to him. He just pretends to be weak and pitiful, acting like he doesn't fight or compete. He's taken several of our older sisters this month. Don't be fooled by him."

Upon hearing this, a look of fear flashed across Su Hang's face, as if he were afraid of something. He shrank back to the side, increasing the distance between himself and Shen Zhiyi.

At this moment, Shen Zhiyi seemed to be able to empathize with Xu Zhesheng.

What wrong could a frail boy have done? He just needs protection.

In the days that followed, Shen Zhiyi kept an eye on the boy while playing, and would take the initiative to invite him to play with her whenever there was an activity.

Later, as the event was about to end, Su Hang cautiously tugged at Shen Zhiyi's sleeve and timidly said, "Sister, you're so kind. Could I have your contact information? Don't worry, I won't actively solicit customers, it's just... it's just..."

He blushed as he said this.

Shen Zhiyi felt her heart soften as she looked at him, and took out her phone to show him her WeChat QR code for him to scan.

"It's been added!" Su Hang's eyes lit up with joy.

Shen Zhiyi looked at him like he was a younger brother, and then remembered that he was here to earn tuition fees, so she couldn't help but rub his head and say, "This place is full of all sorts of people. You haven't even entered the workforce yet. If there are other ways to make a living, I suggest you don't go into this line of work."

Her voice was gentle, with a hint of barely perceptible pity.

The surrounding noise of music, the laughter of male models, and the clinking of glasses all seemed to become background noise, blurry and distant at this moment.

Just then.

A roar that nearly ripped eardrums apart exploded like a thunderclap behind Shen Zhiyi, instantly shattering this small world!

"Shen! Zhi! Yi!"