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

Shen Zhiyi asked curiously, "How did you know?"

How come she never noticed before that Yu Meng'an was such a gossip expert?

Yu Meng'an sent a "smug" emoji, then frantically tapped the screen with her fingers, and soon sent a long string of text.

Shen Zhiyi glanced at it and the gist of it was that she was having dinner with her friends yesterday when she saw Xu Zhesheng and Su Manman there, surrounded by a group of friends. The two of them got into an argument over something, and then Xu Zhesheng left.

Su Manman was so angry that she cried. She tried calling Xu Zhesheng many times but couldn't get through. That night, she posted an emo-like message on her WeChat Moments.

Shen Zhiyi suddenly laughed when she thought of how Xu Zhesheng had come to find her drunk last night.

After she returned home last night, lying in bed, Xu Zhesheng's pleading face was still floating in her mind. It was impossible for her not to be moved, after all, she had loved him deeply before.

But thinking about what he had done, she gritted her teeth and kicked him out of her mind.

Unexpectedly, he went to drown his sorrows after arguing with Su Manman, and only then did he remember her and call her.

A sound of utter shattering seemed to echo in her heart. Shen Zhiyi turned off her phone, put on her headphones, and cast all her emotions aside, focusing intently on editing.

During this time, Hsu Che-sheng seemed to have many problems with the edited footage and kept calling people in.

They went in one by one and came out again, each with a bright red face, presumably having been severely scolded.

The only one he didn't cause trouble for was Shen Zhiyi.

Shen Zhiyi was happy to relax, sitting quietly in the corner, moving the mouse with her right hand and typing on the keyboard with her left.

My head just felt increasingly dizzy.

The editing tasks these past two days have been incredibly demanding. Any delays would put the entire team behind schedule. More importantly, she absolutely didn't want to see Xu Zhesheng again.

The sooner we finish editing the movie, the sooner we can wrap it up.

She remembered that she had some cold medicine stored in her office, so she poured the pills into her palm and got up to get some water.

As luck would have it, Hsu Che-sheng also happened to come out from inside.

I happened to see her tilting her head back to take her medicine.

He pursed his lips, walked to her side, and asked casually, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Zhiyi lowered her eyes and didn't look at him: "Just a little bit, it's nothing."

Seeing that she was avoiding him like the plague, Xu Zhesheng's face darkened. At this moment, a colleague passed by and he said coldly, "Even if you're not feeling well, you have to finish editing the movie. This is a crucial moment. Don't let your actions affect everyone else."

Shen Zhiyi replied respectfully, "Yes, Director Xu."

Xu Zhesheng stopped looking at her, turned around and went back to his office. When he closed the door, it made a loud "bang," which startled everyone in the office.

It wasn't until lunchtime that Xu Zhesheng, perhaps thinking about their heavy workload recently, booked a very nice restaurant for them, with two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes for each person. Just by looking at the food in the boxes, you could tell that the quality was excellent.

It has a bright color and a strong wok hei (wok aroma).

It looks freshly cooked, unlike the pre-made dishes we usually eat.

Whether it was Shen Zhiyi's imagination or not, the dishes she received were different from the others, as they contained all the things she liked to eat.

The restaurant staff announced loudly, "Today's meal includes one that's different from everyone else's. Let's see who the lucky one is."

Like opening a blind box, it instantly attracted everyone's attention.

Yu Meng'an glanced at the dishes of the people around her, then at the food in her own bowl, somewhat disappointed: "The fortune teller said my luck had turned around, but this isn't true!"

She then turned to look at Shen Zhiyi's dishes and exclaimed, "Wow! Sister Zhi! Your dishes are different from ours!"

Upon hearing this, the other colleagues gathered around and all said she was a lucky one.

Although it was just a simple home-cooked meal, the occasion made it all the more special.

Shen Zhiyi was also a little happy, but she was so dizzy that she didn't want to eat anymore after taking only a couple of bites.

As she tidied up the lunchbox and threw it in the designated place, she stood up and suddenly felt dizzy. Before she could react, she lost control and fell down.

Oh no, this place is full of leftovers. If I fall down here, it will definitely get very dirty!

She thought this to herself, but she had no strength to control her direction at all.

"Sister Zhi!"

Exclamations came from all around.

Shen Zhiyi forced herself to open her eyes, but everything was blurry. She vaguely saw a figure in black rushing towards her, but before she could see the person's face clearly, she completely fainted.

When she regained consciousness, the strong smell of disinfectant was the first thing to enter her nostrils. She opened her eyes halfway, and the glaring incandescent light made her squint.

The soreness in her body didn't seem as bad as it had been in the morning. She tried to prop herself up, but felt a sharp pain in her arm.

She glanced to the side and saw a needle inserted into her hand, connected to an IV line.

"woke up?"

A familiar voice came from the sofa next to me.

Shen Zhiyi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Lu Zichuan, dressed in black, sitting on the left side of the sofa. There was a computer on the coffee table in front of him. Hearing the noise, he raised his eyes in her direction.

Shen Zhiyi was taken aback: "President Lu? What are you doing here?"

She recalled the black figure before she fainted, and then she saw that Lu Zichuan was also dressed in black. Could it be that he saved her?

Before I could even ask the question, the ward door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Xu Zhesheng, also dressed in black, walked in.

He was carrying a laptop bag. He glanced at Lu Zichuan, his disgust undisguised, then walked straight towards Shen Zhiyi, placed the laptop bag on her bedside table, and said in an unfriendly tone, "I told you not to let your health affect the progress of the movie, and you just fainted!"

"You absolutely have to finish today's tasks! Also, I've already sent you a few clips; please revise them."

"No matter your condition, you must complete the procedure even if you're receiving an IV drip!"

Shen Zhiyi had known for a long time that he was this kind of person. When she was sick before, he never cared about her, and his mind was only on plans and missions.

Therefore, she didn't show much emotion. She took the laptop bag and replied softly, "Understood, Director Xu."

Her eyes fell on his black clothes, and she paused. Could it be Xu Zhesheng who had just rushed towards her?

The thought of this made the hairs on her body stand on end.

Seeing her meek and submissive demeanor, Xu Zhesheng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and said to Lu Zichuan, "Thank you, President Lu, for saving my wife. You can leave now."

He expressed gratitude, but his tone revealed undisguised hatred.

After all, last time this man had his men knock him unconscious in the street and Ai Junyu carried him back. Ai Junyu wasn't very strong or physically capable, and he even caused Ai Junyu to fall halfway there. The bruises on his body haven't faded yet!