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

Before the male model could react, he saw a tall, well-dressed man standing next to him, whose powerful aura silenced him completely.

The wine glass in my hand was smashed, and my wrist was suddenly gripped tightly, so tightly it hurt.

Before An Ning could speak, she was suddenly grabbed and pulled up, then dragged out of the private room.

At the corner, the man stopped, turned around and pinned her against the wall, gripping her wrists and pressing them above her head.

An Ning felt the other party's extremely cold and intimidating aura, and even the surrounding air seemed thin.

She looked up, and suddenly her chest trembled.

Lu Xiyan's deep, usually calm eyes had turned bloodshot at some point, with a red ring around his lower eyelids.

"peaceful!"

He spoke through gritted teeth, his voice trembling and filled with deep sarcasm, "Doing this with a sleazy male model, don't you have any shame?"

"It's just for fun, isn't that what President Lu said?"

An Ning's wrist ached from his grip. She lifted her eyes slightly, her gaze misty. "Since last night was just for fun, it's none of Mr. Lu's business who I play with today, is it?"

She held her head high, her neck fair and slender.

When Lu Xiyan looked down at her, he could just see the faint outline of her collar, which was barely visible at the neckline.

Suddenly, I remembered the intimate scene from last night.

Lu Xiyan's eyes darted around, what a fine example of "it's none of my business"!

He gripped her chin with his thumb and forefinger and lifted her up.

"Give it a try!"

An Ning met his piercing gaze and saw the unreasonable possessiveness in his eyes.

Her eyes were red, and she forced a smile. "If you're saying you're jealous, then I won't try."

"Jealous?"

Lu Xiyan seemed to hear a joke, and a short, light laugh came from his chest. "I feel disgusted that someone just got out of my bed and touched another man."

Just like when she dumped him and had a child with another man, it became a thorn in his side.

His words were devoid of warmth.

An Ning's eyes welled up with tears, and she asked with a soft laugh, "Is that all?"

"Otherwise what?" the man retorted.

An Ning's tearful eyes were filled with stubbornness. After a long while, she spoke, "Lu Xiyan, it really seems like there's no trust left between us."

Lu Xiyan gripped her chin, staring into her eyes, trying to figure out what she meant by those words.

"I told you I wanted to be good to you, but you didn't believe me."

"I told you I wanted to start over with you... but you didn't believe me."

Tears that had been welling up in her eyes suddenly slid down her cheeks, and An Ning's voice trembled, "I humbled myself to the point of offering myself to your bed, yet you're convinced that I did it all for that collaboration."

"Yes, I wanted to discuss this collaboration with you, but I never intended to use this method."

Her tears of grievance slid down her cheeks to her chin and landed on his hand.

It's burning hot.

Lu Xiyan's fingers trembled, and he loosened his grip.

"Lu Xiyan".

A red mark remained on An Ning's fair cheek. She looked up at his cold, stern face. "I just wanted to ask you, is there still any possibility between us..."

She clenched her fists, "Do you... still want me...?"

It was as if she had mustered immense courage to wait for his answer.

Lu Xiyan looked at her face covered in tears, his chest tightened, and his breathing became heavy.

The intimate concern in her text messages, the paternity test results, and her haughty words in the lobby all felt like ice water poured over his head, completely extinguishing any glimmer of hope he had for her.

He didn't understand how much sincerity was in her words.

"peaceful."

The turmoil in his eyes gradually subsided, replaced by a clear and detached expression, so indifferent that he resembled an arrogant and aloof deity.

"What makes you think I, Lu Xiyan, would want a woman who's divorced from another man and has a child out of wedlock?"

An Ning's breath hitched, and she opened her mouth, "A burden?"

"Lu Xiyan, do you even know who this 'burden' you're talking about is—"

"Brother Yan!"

Suddenly, a startled voice interrupted their conversation.

Bai Yi ran over from the private room door, "Something's happened! Wanwan's bleeding a lot!"

......

The people in the private room said that Cheng Wanwan was afraid that they would cause some unpleasantness, so she rushed out to find them and accidentally tripped and fell right on the broken pieces of the wine glass.

His palm was pierced by a shard, and he bled profusely on the spot.

Cheng Wanwan's blood type is rare, and everyone knew that, so they immediately called an ambulance, fearing that something might happen to her.

Everyone knows how much the Cheng family cherishes their daughter, Cheng Wanwan. If something were to happen to her here, no one would be able to explain themselves.

An Ning's words, "The burden you're talking about is your own son," were stuck in her throat, unable to be swallowed or spat out.

She saw Lu Xiyan's expression turn cold and immediately returned to the private room.

A short while later, he carried Cheng Wanwan out of the private room and walked towards the elevator without looking back, with the others following behind.

In an instant, the once lively private room was left in a state of chaos.

Following the dark red bloodstains on the ground, An Ning looked up and met Cheng Wanwan's gaze.

She leaned against Lu Xiyan's chest, her face pale, but the look in her eyes was one of triumphant joy.

An Ning suddenly remembered that last month in Lu Xiyan's office, Cheng Wanwan had also suddenly fallen and cut her hand on a piece of shard.

It wasn't until the same thing happened twice that she realized that it was just another of Cheng Wanwan's tricks.

......

"Lu Xiyan! Have you lost your mind?!"

Through a closed hospital room door, Lu Lixiao's voice rang out in the corridor.

He questioned her with anger.

"I thought that paternity test would make you give up on me, but you were still having an affair with Anning last night, and even got Wanwan hurt!"

When Lu Lixiao heard that An Ning was also at Lu Xiyan's gathering with his friends that evening, he was so angry that his blood boiled.

"You and Wanwan were about to get engaged, and now she's injured and in the hospital." He pointed to the hospital room door. "How are you going to explain this to your Uncle Cheng and Aunt Han?!"

Cheng Wanwan's hand was cut by the shards, and the wound was quite deep, causing her to bleed a lot.

As soon as they arrived at the hospital, the Cheng family came over.

Cheng Shao simply asked about the reason for the matter. Han Yun, feeling sorry for her daughter, said a few words to Lu Xiyan, but she still gave Lu Lixiao face and didn't say anything too outrageous.

On the contrary, Lu Xiyan didn't say a word from beginning to end, not even an apology, which made Lu Lixiao very angry.

Lu Xiyan seemed not to hear Lu Lixiao's reproachful words; his mind was filled with An Ning's question, "Do you still want me?"

Seeing that Cheng Wanwan had finished treating her wound, he lifted his foot to leave.

"Lu Xiyan!"

Lu Lixiao shouted at him, "What kind of bewitching potion has An Ning given you? You still can't see her true colors!"

"Do you realize that she approached you with an ulterior motive?"

Lu Lixiao said angrily, "What kind of good person could a woman be who accepted a ten million dollar check from me the moment she returned?"

After he finished speaking, Lu Xiyan looked at him in disbelief, "What? Ten million?"

Lu Lixiao snorted coldly, "At the beginning of the month, she accepted the check for ten million without any hesitation."

"I thought ten million would be enough to satisfy her ambition, but I didn't expect her to be so greedy, still clinging to you! She's trying to make money from both sides, she's utterly ungrateful!"

"Western Banquet".

Lu Lixiao walked up to him and said earnestly, "When will you finally see that this kind of woman is a vampire!"