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

"I want to see what kind of things are worth divorcing me for."

Xu Zhesheng flipped the photo over. It was a picture of a meal prepared on a table, with only a wrist visible. There was no one else in the picture.

The table was set with four dishes and a soup, which looked plentiful and delicious.

However, if he looked closely, he would notice that the decor and the dishes looked very familiar.

Unfortunately, he was blinded by anger and arrogance, and only glanced at it briefly, his face showing a moment of stunned silence before he sneered as if he had discovered some major news: "What is this? It wasn't food you and he made together, was it?"

"When did this happen? I never expected this, Shen Zhiyi. I always thought you were calm and aloof, and would never make such a mistake. It seems you're not so bad after all..."

Xu Zhesheng's emotions collapsed for a moment, but soon a feeling of relief spread through his heart.

These past few days, he has been living with the guilt of betraying Shen Zhiyi, so much so that even if she wants a divorce, he doesn't know what words he can use to keep her from leaving, except for the reluctance to part with her.

He had always believed that Shen Zhiyi was deeply in love with him and would never look at other men with a second glance.

Looking at these photos, his guilt lessened considerably. Although the thought of Shen Zhiyi cooking and eating with that boy felt like a heavy stone had been thrown at him, what did such everyday things matter? Besides, none of the dishes on that table were Shen Zhiyi's favorites.

This indicates that the relationship between the two is not yet deep.

He knew that Shen Zhiyi was only temporarily moved by the boy's tenderness.

But she won't do anything out of line.

Just like back then, even though the two of them had established a relationship, they never crossed the line. On the one hand, he always kept his distance, and on the other hand, she had been raised in a scholarly family and valued a girl's reputation very much, so she wouldn't cross that line.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhesheng's smile deepened. He casually tossed the photo in his hand on the ground as if throwing away trash, straightened his back arrogantly, and looked at Shen Zhiyi with a superior attitude: "Don't worry, I'm not as petty as you. We've only met a few times and had a few meals together."

"I know you're angry with me because of Manman, so you're retaliating like this. I don't mind."

"But I'll stop here. I've already said that once Manman gives birth, we'll send her abroad, and we'll remain us."

"Um?"

He tilted his head, stretched out his hand to Shen Zhiyi, and looked at her as if to say, "I'm being so magnanimous, why don't you hurry up and admit your mistake and come home with me?"

Shen Zhiyi felt that Xu Zhesheng was becoming increasingly strange. He kept saying that he wanted to be with her, but in front of others, he kept being tolerant of Su Manman. Right now, she didn't know if he was drunk or not thinking clearly, because he couldn't even recognize what she and Su Manman had experienced.

I don't know whether to say he's carefree or aloof.

Ignoring the hands in front of him, he squatted down and picked up the scattered photos one by one. These were crucial pieces of evidence and could not be lost.

Seeing his hand hanging idly in the air, Xu Zhesheng felt a hint of displeasure at being ignored.

He frowned as he watched Shen Zhiyi squatting in front of him picking up photos. He watched her carefully pick up the photos and wipe the dust off them with her clothes as if they were precious treasures.

"Are you really that bothered by these photos?"

Xu Zhesheng's anger surged, and he snatched the photos from Shen Zhiyi's hand, intending to throw them all into the trash can.

This time, however, Shen Zhiyi was faster than him. She hid the photo behind her back and looked up to meet his gaze.

"Of course I care."

She said each word carefully, "I will keep them safe and cherish them, and look at them every day to remind myself never to look back, and to remind myself that I must divorce you."

Under the nightlight, Xu Zhesheng's pupils contracted, followed by a deeper surge of anger.

"Shen Zhiyi, are you out of your mind! What can that kid give you! Money? Power? He's still a college student who hasn't graduated yet. He can't even give you basic stability! You really want to divorce me because of him?!"

He tried to suppress his tone so it wouldn't sound so out of control, but his almost distorted expression still made him look incredibly ferocious.

Shen Zhiyi then realized that he had thought she was with Su Hang.

She laughed, her eyes shining in the moonlight, her bright face full of mockery. She casually pulled out a photo of Su Manman and Xu Zhesheng embracing and handed it to Xu Zhesheng, telling him to take a good look: "Xu Zhesheng, open your dog eyes and see clearly what this is!"

"This box is full of gifts from your mistress; every single one contains a shared memory between you and her!"

"Since she dared to give it to me, why shouldn't I accept it?"

"But you, you think everyone is as filthy as you because of whatever's on your mind!"

In the darkness, the streetlights shone brightly, and although Shen Zhiyi was backlit, the photo was still clearly displayed in front of Xu Zhesheng.

In the photo, Su Manman is lying on him, smiling brightly, while he has his eyes closed but his arms are tightly around her.

The most glaring thing was that Su Manman was only wearing a thin veil, while he was naked, and if you looked closely, you could see the scratches left by her fingernails on his body.

He abruptly took a step back: "W-what?!"

He remembered the photo. It was taken when Su Manman was in her third month of pregnancy. She had just passed her critical period, and their relationship had rapidly warmed up during the first three months because of the baby. She said she was afraid he would feel uncomfortable if he kept it to himself, so she offered to help him.

Xu Zhesheng spent the first half of his life studying hard, and after marrying Shen Zhiyi, he wasn't obsessed with sex. He didn't study it much, and Shen Zhiyi didn't know how to do those kinds of things either. The two of them only ever did the same few things.

Unlike Su Manman, who said she had specially learned for him, and that he felt a sense of novelty all over his body just by casually touching him.

That time he felt incredibly refreshed, and afterwards his bones felt completely relaxed; he had never experienced such a feeling of exhilaration before.

She was very pleased with his reaction and took a picture with her phone. When he noticed, she just looked at him with red eyes, looking wronged and on the verge of tears.

"Zhe, I know our relationship isn't honorable, and I can't be your real husband and wife, but I just want something to hold onto, is that so wrong?"

Seeing how sensible she was, Xu Zhesheng's heart softened, and he agreed. After that, the two often took photos together. He knew that she was always sensible and would never release these photos. After all, she was a celebrity, and it would not be good for her reputation if people found out.

Unexpectedly, she actually gave these photos to Shen Zhiyi!

He snatched the photos from Shen Zhiyi's hand in a fit of rage and looked at them one by one. With each photo, his brows furrowed more deeply until, in the end, his hands trembled so much that he almost dropped the photos.