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

A white car stopped on the road in front of the landslide.

The woman quickly opened the door and got out of the car. The air was filled with the smell of the forest after the rain, mixed with the earthy smell of yellow mud.

She looked at the collapsed area in the distance, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.

"This landslide was so sudden, thankfully we evacuated in advance." Han Lei got out of the car and followed her gaze, sighing, "In the face of nature, humans are truly so insignificant."

An Ning looked over and saw that the firefighters were still carrying out rescue work. She turned her head and asked, "Are there any casualties?"

"I heard that two people unfortunately died in the accident. They were tourists, a man and a woman," Han Lei said with a sigh. "Our research team left earlier and were unharmed, but all our equipment was destroyed."

An Ning knew what he was disappointed about. The data they had painstakingly researched last night should have been a major breakthrough, and they were preparing to report it to the company today. However, they didn't have time to take it with them during the transfer, and it was all buried in the ruins.

Thinking about what happened last night, she couldn't help but frown.

After she called Lu Xiyan yesterday, the signal in the mountainous area was cut off, and her phone was lost during the transfer.

She couldn't sleep all night, thinking of calling Lu Xiyan to explain things, but the signal kept dropping.

The rain has stopped now, but I don't know if the signal has been restored.

"Mr. Han," she turned and asked, "Could I borrow your phone?"

"Of course." Han Lei took out his phone, glanced at it, and handed it to her. "It seems like there's a signal. Quickly let your family know you're safe."

Anning took the phone, and sure enough, there was a signal, although it was a bit weak, but enough to make a call!

She opened the dial pad and, almost without thinking, pressed a number.

The instant she dialed the number, An Ning instinctively clenched her fists.

Judging by the timeline, the engagement ceremony should be taking place soon.

She wasn't sure if Lu Xiyan would answer her call.

If I accept the call, what should I say?

We're already engaged, so it seems inappropriate to say anything now.

But she still wanted to make a phone call and hear his voice.

Anning took a deep breath and said, "Let me offer my blessings."

This serves as a conclusion to what I didn't finish saying yesterday.

The call connected, and a long beep sounded from the phone.

No one answered.

An Ning gripped her phone tightly when she suddenly heard a jarring ringtone coming from not far away.

There were many cars parked on the road at this time, but not many people; most of them were at the rescue point.

The phone rang clearly, but no one answered.

An Ning suddenly turned her head to look over, her eyes trembling.

A black luxury car was parked on the side of the road with an arrogant license plate.

But it wasn't a Jinghai car; it had a Dianhai license plate.

The phone ringing was coming from inside the car.

With a premonition forming in her mind, she hung up the phone, and the car alarm stopped ringing.

Something suddenly exploded in my mind.

She quickly ran over and looked through the car window, but there was no one inside.

She dialed the number again, and the next second, the phone that had been tossed onto the passenger seat in the car suddenly lit up and rang.

An Ning's breath hitched as she looked at the phone in the car and saw a prominent "7".

It felt like a heavy blow to her heart, and An Ning's heart began to beat rapidly and uncontrollably.

It's Lu Xiyan!

Lu Xiyan is here!

An Ning almost instinctively shoved her phone into Han Lei's hand and ran towards the rescue point.

"Miss An!"

Before Han Lei could even say "Be careful," she had already stepped into the mud without hesitation.

......

As if guided by something, An Ning looked at the collapsed ruins, fallen trees, and uneven road that was no longer a road, and a voice in her heart told her—Lu Xiyan is here!

Suddenly, her gaze fell on the area where the firefighters were conducting a rescue operation. A tall figure sat motionless on a nearby rock, as if it had grown into the soil.

His back was bent, his head was drooping, and he was covered in mud.

It was as if all his arrogance had been drained away, leaving him in a sorry state.

If it weren't for the striking and unforgettable perfect profile of his face, An Ning would hardly have recognized him as the usually aloof, elegant, and fastidious Lu Xiyan.

Her gaze was fixed on the other person, and her eyes welled up with tears.

Taking a few steps forward, getting closer, she suddenly smiled.

"Lu Xiyan!"

Upon hearing the sound, the figure stirred, slowly raising its lowered head.

"Lu Xiyan!" An Ning called out again.

She saw the man turn his head to look at her, and his once deep and calm eyes held a fleeting moment of heartbreak, which was followed by an incredulous joy.

He stood up and looked at her, seemingly uncertain.

Anning's tears suddenly fell, and she ran over quickly, rushing into his arms without a care in the world.

Lu Xiyan staggered back a few steps as his chest was suddenly bumped. Feeling the warm, soft body in his arms, a surge of emotion welled up in his eyes, and something fell from his eyes.

He realized what was happening and carefully wrapped his arms around her body, tightening his grip little by little.

He was so close to her that he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

The feeling of something lost and then found exploded in every part of my body, and even my heart pounded powerfully, as if it were about to burst out of my chest.

Lu Xiyan didn't say anything, but tears kept falling down her face.

He buried his head in Anning's neck, so tightly that they were inseparable.

Being held so tightly, An Ning rested her chin on his broad shoulder, and could hear his deafening heartbeat.

An Ning was a little out of breath, but she didn't want to relax.

She didn't ask him why he was there or why they weren't engaged.

All she knew was that Lu Xiyan had made a choice in his heart.

Lu Xiyan chose her.

She wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, her hands clasped together.

Tighter is better.

Hold on tight, and we'll never be apart again.

With tears silently streaming down her face, An Ning suddenly chuckled.

Despite the fact that the other person was covered in yellow mud, An Ning could still smell the familiar fragrance emanating from him—a refreshing and pleasant scent that put her at ease.

An Ning gently closed her eyes, laughing foolishly while tears streamed down her face.

The clothes were thin, and I felt waves of heat on my shoulders, while my neck was damp.

Lu Xiyan's scalding tears and burning breath were almost scalding her skin.

To lose something and then find it again is like finding a priceless treasure.

That's roughly how it is.

"Lu Xiyan..."

"You cried..."

Anning called out softly, her voice very light and trembling slightly.

After a long while, Lu Xiyan slowly released her, his once clear and cold eyes now shimmering with tears.

Even the specks of mud couldn't hide his exquisite features.

Lu Xiyan didn't speak, but looked at her intently, his gaze tenderly and affectionately examining every part of her body.

Except for a little dirt on his body and fair face, he was completely unharmed.

There were other people around, and An Ning felt her ears burning from his intense gaze.

But she was greedy and didn't want to ruin the atmosphere.

She looked up and met Lu Xiyan's deep, shimmering eyes, his gentle gaze rippling with tears.

She pursed her lips, climbed onto his broad shoulders, and tiptoed to kiss his soft lips.

Their lips touched, a very gentle touch.

Lu Xiyan lightly pecked her pink lips, his deep, husky voice escaping from his lips, "I'm dirty."

An Ning gripped his shirt tightly with both hands. "I don't mind..."

After saying that, Lu Xiyan put his hands on her shoulders, separating her from him by a distance.

An Ning thought he didn't want to kiss her, and her eyes showed some confusion and disappointment.

The next second, Lu Xiyan lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.

It's like kissing a precious object.

An Ning's breath hitched, she gently closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling.

Lu Xiyan's burning lips kissed her wet, long eyelashes, like a gardenia bud moistened by raindrops, its fragrance wafting.

Then, his fingers ran through Anning's hair, pinched the back of her neck, and pressed against her soft lips.

The mud stained their hair and cheeks, but it added a vivid touch to their intense love.