My Ex-Wife Disappeared for Years and Had My Babies-Chapter 170 - 125 Does Third Young Master Shen Have a Defect?!

Chapter 170 -125 Does Third Young Master Shen Have a Defect?!

Bought some stomach medicine at the roadside pharmacy, grabbed some headache pills, and got a cup of hot water, which she respectfully handed to Shen Hanxiu.

The cup was disposable and quite thin; as soon as Su Nian handed it to him, he touched it with his fingertips and then quickly withdrew them, saying, “It’s too hot.”

Su Nian rolled her eyes at him, feeling helpless as the issue with Ziyan was not yet resolved, and puffed her cheeks to blow on the cup.

Shen Hanxiu tilted his head to look at her with drooped eyes and puffed cheeks, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

“Here, time to take your medicine.” In her mind she added: Stop being hysterical in the middle of the night!

Shen Hanxiu saw her discontent but took the opportunity she provided; how could he not use it?

He swallowed the pills with his head tilted back and gave a brief command: “Go to Jinxiu Garden.”

“President Shen, are you confused from the drinks? Can’t even find your way home? Should I call your mom?”

But he retorted clearly, “Perhaps going there, I might consider listening to what you have to say.”

Su Nian no longer hesitated, wanting to resolve Ziyan’s issue quickly—to help Ziyan escape her misery and to end her own days being ordered around like a little maid.

Little did she know, once they reached home and he had bathed and been taken care of, he comfortably lounged on the sofa and said, “It’s getting late, let’s talk another day.”

Su Nian stood by the sofa, smiling, “It’s okay, I’ll just talk and you listen, it’ll be quick…”

“Don’t bother, when I’m in a bad mood, I contradict everything.”

Su Nian, facing his closed eyes, lifted her fist, feeling annoyed yet silently turned around; he was the boss, and she dared not provoke him!

Back in her room, she shared it with Ziyan, who was awake when they returned. Seeing Su Nian coming back so late, Ziyan thought she had encountered some trouble and gestured, “Niannian, did it give you trouble? If it’s too difficult, forget it…”

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“Yanyan, don’t worry, I’ll make sure to handle it for you. Just stand firm. Tang Shaosheng doesn’t deserve you. After the divorce, find a good man and start a new life.”

Ziyan smiled silently. After the divorce, she did not plan to look for another man; the only man she had ever been involved with was Tang Shaosheng, which had left her fearful of men.

Even if she met someone who genuinely loved her, her broken self wouldn’t deserve him. Now she only hoped to divorce Tang Shaosheng and quietly live her own little life without the constant fear of what the next day would bring, like a frail boat tossed by the storm.

Su Nian comforted Ziyan with a few words before falling soundly asleep.

Before sleeping, Su Nian had planned to talk to Shen Hanxiu about Ziyan’s situation as soon as she woke up, but when she got up, there were only twenty minutes left until work.

Su Zhen was already excitedly bouncing around.

Ziyan had made breakfast, and Shen Hanxiu was neatly dressed.

In a hurry, Su Nian changed clothes, grabbed a sandwich, and hurriedly drank some of Su Zhen’s milk: “Zhenzhen, are you going to work today?”

“Not today, Uncle Liang said there’s work only two days before school starts.” Watching Su Nian put down the milk, Su Zhen “considerately” pushed the glass back to Su Nian, “Mom, drink some more, it’s good for your health.”

She would happily have others finish the food she didn’t like.

“Drink it yourself, finish it all. Today, just play with Su Bao at home, don’t run around.”

Ziyan then gestured saying, “Don’t worry, leave the kids to me, and there’s staff at the store, I’ll manage.”

After reminding the kids to behave, Su Nian walked to the door, sandwich in mouth, bending down to change her shoes.

Shen Hanxiu followed her out, and they left together.

In the elevator, Su Nian devoured the sandwich, almost choking a few times, to which Shen Hanxiu, already accustomed to her rough manners, paid no special attention.

On the way to the office, Su Nian drove her small Audi, while Shen Hanxiu drove his Rolls Royce.

Su Nian even purposely made way for him, knowing he drove fast, but instead of taking the main road, he stubbornly followed closely behind her.

Thus, a bizarre spectacle unfolded on the street—a luxuriously eye-catching Rolls Royce slowly tailing a small Audi.

Su Nian felt this behavior was bullying! Fully aware of her not so skilled driving, he didn’t pass her but just blocked the way, which she hated the most when someone drove beside her, and damn it was so close! A slight turn could crash into his expensive, prized Rolls.

Frustrated early in the morning, Su Nian only heard of a funny incident once she arrived at the office.

Wei Lan asked her, “Sister Niannian, did you see the Weibo post?”

“What Weibo?”

“The trending topic!”

Su Nian confused, “What is it?”

Wei Lan snickered, pulled out her phone, and handed it to Su Nian. Now she understood why she was laughing so mischievously.

The top trending topic read: #Third Young Master Shen [Se][xua][l] Dysfunction#

Su Nian felt this was revenge for being bullied earlier.

Upon opening the topic, a flood of comments appeared, briefly stating—

Shen Hanxiu, such an outstanding person, yet he got divorced. And now, as for remarrying, there has been no movement, leading to speculation that Su Nian initially divorced Shen Hanxiu, and now does not want to remarry, because of Shen Hanxiu’s [sexual][performance] defects.

“Sister Niannian, is it really true?”

Su Nian: “…”

If Shen Hanxiu himself heard this, he would probably explode with anger. This isn’t just some small matter that can be dismissed as gossip; it relates to his capabilities. A proud man like him would never tolerate others questioning his abilities, especially in that department.

Only Su Nian, the person involved, knew the pain of being tormented by him until dawn every time.

Seeing that Su Nian didn’t respond, Wei Lan exclaimed in surprise: “Could it be true? Mr. Shen really can’t perform?”

Su Nian looked away and coughed dryly, saying, “Ask him yourself, I’m not sure.”

“You’re his ex-wife, how could you not know? Asking Mr. Shen myself, I’m afraid he’d throw me off the building.”

Su Nian avoided the topic, ignoring Lanlan, muttering to herself: “Mr. Shen is such a strong person, he definitely wouldn’t have issues. It must be lies on the internet.”

Su Nian focused on her computer without responding, and Lanlan quieted down, sitting opposite her. Su Nian had already brushed off the topic, and after a while, Wei Lan asked: “Sister Niannian, how many times do you do it in a night?”

Su Nian felt her face slowly turning red, but still managed to calmly counter-ask Wei Lan: “Lanlan, how many times do you and your senior do it in a night?”

She immediately became shy: “Annoying! I… I haven’t [slept] with him…”

Being married for several months without intimacy and not meeting parents or friends, Su Nian felt something was off.

She finally asked Wei Lan seriously: “Did you ask him about that thing last time?”

“I asked, but he seemed unwilling to answer.”

“What did he say?”

Wei Lan hesitated, scratching her head awkwardly: “He just hmm-ed and then ignored me.”

“Don’t you find it suspicious?”

“I do. I cried all last night over it, but last night he took me to the gulf, saying it was to make up for my birthday, and he stayed with me all night.”

In matters of marriage, it’s always advised to encourage reconciliation and not separation. Jing Zan hadn’t done anything as extreme as Tang Shaosheng in mistreating Wei Lan, and without knowing the whole story, it wasn’t right to speculate further, only reminding Wei Lan to be more vigilant.

As soon as Shen Hanxiu entered his office, Yang Zichen pushed the door open.

“What is it?” Shen Hanxiu asked while booting his computer.

Yang Zichen hesitated, looking somewhat troubled.

Shen Hanxiu then glanced at him with a “Your emperor pardons you” expression: “Speak.”

Yang Zichen pushed his glasses up and finally said, “You better check Weibo yourself.”

Shen Hanxiu was still wondering what the heck Weibo was?

Then, as if fearing a scolding, Yang Zichen hurriedly added: “I’ll go back to work first.” Then he closed the door and left.

Shen Hanxiu was silent for a moment before typing “Weibo” into his computer, opened the official website, and skimmed over it, dismissing the trivial matters around. He was thinking what’s so interesting about this.

Just about to click the close button in the top right corner, he suddenly saw the words “Third Young Master Shen” on the page, seeing his name online wasn’t strange, but…

Following those words were actually “sexual performance defects”? Third Young Master Shen’s face suddenly darkened, this was something even his own aunts and uncles couldn’t tolerate!

Shen Hanxiu restrained his impulse to smash the computer, his knuckles turning white as he held the mouse, opened this totally unrealistic topic, only to know that the reason for such speculation was because Su Nian was unwilling to get back with him.

His sexual performance deficiency? Could a deficient person father twins? The person who posted this topic must be brainless!

After anger subsided, Shen Hanxiu calmed down, stared at the page for a long time, then clicked on “Apply for account,” followed by entering his name in the nickname field.

He immediately had his assistant handle the verification, and when everyone in the admin office heard President Shen asking for help to verify his Weibo, they were all shocked. The entertainment-unconcerned President Shen getting on Weibo?

After more than two hours, he became a verified user, and his followers skyrocketed from zero to tens of thousands, to hundreds of thousands…

“Hey! President Shen has started a Weibo!”

“Do you guys know? Third Young Master has opened a blog!”

“I know, I’ve followed him!”

Within less than half an hour, a new hashtag #ThirdYoungMasterOpensBlog appeared on the trending topics list, second only to #ThirdYoungMasterSexualDeficiency, and soon millions of tweets addressed to Shen Hanxiu, asking if the deficiency was real.

Shen Hanxiu didn’t work all morning, his face expressionless, quietly watching the developments on Weibo.

Good, the path is now paved…