After returning home with the child, her ex-husband knelt down and gently coaxed her.

Everything happened in the blink of an eye; the man plunged into the lake without hesitation, causing a gasp from those around him.

Several other vehicles arrived shortly afterward, and the people who got out immediately began the rescue work.

Jiang Yao was drenched in sweat. Seeing the lake where the man had jumped in, now completely still without a single bubble, he stood on the shore and shouted anxiously, "Hurry and save him!"

If something happens to President Lu, the whole of Jinghai will change!

They're all doomed!

At the bottom of the lake, An Ning was unconscious, her body gradually sinking as if merging with the lake water.

Just as she felt as if she was about to enter another world, something seemed to grab her wrist.

It was so tight, so tight that it wouldn't let her leave.

Immediately afterwards, a tremendous force pulled her forcefully, and she fell into a warm embrace, where someone held her tightly in one arm.

Her body was cold, but the other person was burning hot, almost warming her heart through her icy body.

She made no further attempts to survive. Lu Xiyan held her tightly in his arms, carefully cupped her face, pressed his lips to her pale lips, and breathed in the thin air.

His fingers trembled, and his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.

Anning, you can't die!

......

On the shore, just as Jiang Yao was anxiously at a loss, the lake surface stirred.

"They've been rescued!"

"They've been rescued!"

"Quickly, quickly, make way, make way!"

The surrounding crowd gasped in surprise.

"Mr. Lu! Miss An!"

Jiang Yao almost burst into tears when he saw the man emerge from the lake, holding a woman tightly in his arms.

Sun Liangying's expression changed as she watched Lu Xiyan carry the lifeless woman back to shore.

An Ning... is dead?

The woman lying on the ground was pale and her body was ice cold.

Lu Xiyan was soaked to the bone, his hair was disheveled, and water droplets kept dripping down his face, making him look quite disheveled.

He knelt beside her, gripped by overwhelming fear, his lips trembling as he called out, "...Anning?"

Jiang Yao thought he had misheard. He heard the man's voice trembling and shaking, filled with fear and helplessness.

"peaceful?"

Lu Xiyan's soft calls went unanswered. He suppressed the churning in his chest and skillfully began to administer first aid.

After a round of cardiopulmonary resuscitation, he gave her oxygen.

He forced himself to calm down. "Anning, wake up!"

"Jiang Yao! Contact an ambulance and get here immediately, right now!"

His voice trembled, and his usually calm mind was now in complete chaos.

The woman's body was ice cold; he could barely hear her breathing or feel her heartbeat.

Lu Xiyan's eyes churned, turning dark red, a powerful sense of loss gripping his entire being.

"Wake up, please..."

He mechanically pressed on her chest to help her breathe, his voice trembling, "Spit out the water, Anning, spit it out..."

"Anning, don't think that just because you're dead you don't owe me anything..."

"Anning, if you dare to die, I'll throw your son into an orphanage! I'll let him go hungry and cold! I mean it!"

The woman on the ground remained lifeless, and the oxygen injected did nothing to help.

A quiet, regretful voice came from the side, "Is she dead...?"

"Poor thing, he probably can't be saved..."

"peaceful!"

Tears streamed down Lu Xiyan's face as he pleaded, "Please wake up... I'll do anything you ask if you wake up, please..."

"Ningning..."

He breathed in a breath of oxygen, pressed his lips against her cold lips, which trembled, and hot tears dripped onto her pale cheeks.

"You've already abandoned me once, you can't abandon me a second time..."

"...Ningning, this isn't fair..."

Jiang Yao was anxiously contacting an ambulance when he heard the man's almost pleading voice. Only then did he realize why President Lu treated Miss An differently each time.

So, Mr. Lu's rumored ex-girlfriend who has disappeared is indeed Ms. An!

"Cough cough cough—"

Suddenly, a soft cough escaped his lips, and Jiang Yao's eyes widened in shock. "He spat out water! He spat out water!"

Then came a few labored coughs, and the onlookers gasped, "He's alive! He's really alive!"

The person on the ground coughed up several mouthfuls of water from their chest. Lu Xiyan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, returned to normal. He instinctively turned her body to the side, his large hand trembling as he gently stroked her back.

He seemed to come back to life.

An Ning felt as if her lungs were about to explode. She spat out several mouthfuls of water before she could breathe deeply.

She was trembling all over and her consciousness was blurred.

In a daze, she only felt that someone had just gently called her name.

She called out again and again, "Ningning..."

It matched the gentle voice I remembered.

Unconsciously, her fingers pinched a damp corner of her clothes, gripping it tightly at her fingertips.

She turned her eyes slightly and saw the man kneeling beside her.

He had broad shoulders, a straight back, and his black hair was wet, with water droplets dripping down his refined and deep features.

It felt like a dream, yet also too real.

Her eyes trembled. "...west Yan?"

Her breath was faint, yet her voice was clear.

His tone carried a hint of wanting to confirm but also a sense of uncertainty.

It looks like it has come back to life.

Lu Xiyan's expression returned to normal immediately, though his eyes were misty and his gaze was indifferent and aloof.

Just then, the ambulance arrived, and the medical staff rushed forward.

Seeing that the person had woken up, they conducted another examination.

"Is she alright?" Lu Xiyan asked the doctor.

The doctor put away the examination equipment. "Thanks to Mr. Lu's timely rescue, the young lady was able to cough up the water that had entered her lungs. Judging from her heartbeat, she is no longer in danger."

"Um."

The man responded coldly, his eyes calm.

Jiang Yao noticed the situation and quickly ordered the crowd to disperse, leaving only the paramedics on standby.

She was out of danger, and Lu Xiyan was about to get up and leave when he suddenly realized that someone was grabbing the hem of his shirt.

He turned his head and saw a slender, fair finger tightly gripping the hem of his clothes.

An Ning regained consciousness, clutching his clothes tightly, her tearful eyes fixed on him.

She clearly didn't have much strength, but Lu Xiyan couldn't pull his clothes off.

He looked at her pale face and said coldly, "Release your grip if you're not dead."

An Ning felt a tightness in her chest and her breathing became unsteady. She gripped his clothes tightly with her fingertips to prevent him from leaving.

It was like when she was at the bottom of the lake, a hand was tightly gripping her wrist.

She clutched his clothes tightly, her mind filled with the thought that she didn't want him to leave.

"Thanks......"

She thanked him softly, her eyes welling up with tears.

"There's nothing to thank me for," the man replied coldly. "This is my company's project; it wouldn't look good if someone died."

Jiang Yao, who was not far away, frowned upon hearing this. "Tsk, Mr. Lu's mouth. He didn't say that when Miss An was unconscious."

His words were cold, but An Ning still gripped his clothes tightly and half-sat up.

Through her teary eyes, she looked into Lu Xiyan's deep eyes, his calm gaze reflecting her pale face.

Tears streamed down her face, her lips trembled slightly, and she softly uttered, "Lu Xiyan..."

Do you still love me?