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

Bright eyes lingered on a blue and black BMW.

"BMW HP4Race".

Lu Xiyan's well-defined hand stopped on the car body, and he gave Liang Xu an approving look. "Not bad, Liang Xu, you even managed to get the track-limited edition."

Liang Xu tossed him a bunch of keys, which Lu Xiyan easily caught.

"The world's first mass-produced racing motorcycle with a full carbon fiber chassis and wheels was a limited edition of 750 units and has long been discontinued. But since Young Master Lu likes it, I have to get my hands on one, right?"

Shen Mingwei replied with a smile, "This was bought by Young Master Liang through private channels after he crippled Boss Zhou Zhang."

Bai Yi joked, "Does the young master of our Liang Group even care about this little bit of money?"

Liang Xu punched him on the shoulder, "That was still my dad's money, wasn't it?"

Lu Xiyan listened to their bickering, his eyes smiling, "Reimburse."

"Our Young Master Lu is truly magnanimous!"

......

When Anning went upstairs and opened the door, the lights inside were already on.

On the living room table sat a takeout box and a coat that had been taken off and was covered in mud and dust.

The person on the sofa had rolled up one of their trouser legs and was tending to a wound on their knee.

Hearing the door open, she looked up, her sweet, doll-like face beaming with a smile.

"My little Ningning, you're back?"

Anning hurried over, frowning as she looked at Xiaoyu's chafed knees. "Xiaoyu, what happened?"

"I tripped and fell while delivering food."

Song Xiaoyu sighed, her brows furrowed with worry. "The wound is fine, but this order is going to be late. I need to get the wound treated and send it over quickly."

An Ning frowned. "Even in this state, you're still giving it away?"

"This is the last order."

Song Xiaoyu pulled down her trouser leg, preparing to get up. "If you don't deliver it, you'll be fined."

Anning grabbed her arm. "I'll deliver it for you."

Song Xiaoyu quickly said, "How can that be?"

"You've been paying my rent this month, so what's wrong with me delivering some takeout for you?"

To make it easier for her to find work, she and Song Xiaoyu rented this old, small plot of land together.

During this time, she gave all her money to Li Chunfang to raise money for Yu Can's medical expenses. Just when it was time to pay the rent, Song Xiaoyu knew that she had no money on her, so she paid it for her without saying a word.

Anning wouldn't let her refuse, and slung the delivery box over her shoulder.

It's quite heavy; it seems they ordered a lot.

"Oh well."

Song Xiaoyu handed her the phone for delivering food and then instructed her, "This order has a lot of items, including drinks, so be careful not to spill them when you deliver it."

Anning carefully went downstairs, placed the delivery box on the tram, and opened the address.

"FAF Motorcycle Club"

......

FAF stands for Fast And Furious.

The second floor of the motorcycle club at this time.

Inside the brightly lit, glass-encrusted private box, a huge floor-to-ceiling screen was playing racing videos.

Young men sat in spacious, comfortable seats, and bursts of applause and cheers erupted as the commentator gave an impassioned presentation.

In the corner, a tall man casually crossed his long legs, playing with his phone, occasionally glancing at the screen before turning it off again.

The flickering light illuminated his striking features, making them appear even more profound.

Seeing that he was distracted, Liang Xu moved to sit next to him. "Young Master Lu, are you waiting for a message?"

Lu Xiyan glanced at him and smiled.

Neither admitting nor denying.

Liang Xu immediately understood, a meaningful smile playing on his lips, and pressed on, "Which girl?"

A slender figure comes to mind, with indifferent yet stubborn eyes that seem to hold a thousand stories, making one want to explore them.

That fair and clean face would quietly blush when the distance between them got closer.

Even her fair earlobes were tinged with pink.

Seeing Shang Liangxu's curious gaze, Lu Xiyan immediately lost interest in talking, put his phone in his pocket, and asked, "Why hasn't your takeout arrived yet?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Liang Xu's phone rang.

"See, he's here as soon as I said he would. I'll go downstairs to open the door."

......

Anning stood at the door carrying several bags of various sizes. Through the huge glass door, one could clearly see all kinds of motorcycles inside, incredibly cool and eye-catching.

During the brief wait for the door to open, she subconsciously recalled that handsome figure riding a motorcycle.

The glass door opened, pulling her back to reality.

The man who opened the door was tall and refined.

"Hello, your takeout is here."

Liang Xu glanced at her delicate features, then at the seven or eight bags in her hands, and said, "Come with me."

Anning followed him inside and went upstairs to the second floor.

The environment on the second floor contrasts sharply with the strong industrial style on the first floor.

The lights are dazzling and the atmosphere is mesmerizing. It has everything from pool tables and e-sports halls to KTV.

An Ning cautiously followed them into the private room.

Pushing open the door, there was no smell of alcohol or clinking glasses as I had imagined.

As soon as Chen Yan saw the takeout arrive, he quickly stepped forward and took the bag from An Ning's hand.

"My takeout is finally here! I'm starving!"

An Ning stood to the side and said, "Please take a look."

As soon as she finished speaking, the person in the corner who was looking down and playing with their phone suddenly looked up.

is her?

"Oops, the soup has spilled."

Chen Yan opened the bag, frowned, and said, "Quite a bit spilled."

"Really? Let me see." Shen Mingwei leaned forward and took a look, then looked at An Ning. "The soup's spilled; we can't drink it. Can you give us a refund?"

"what?"

An Ning looked up, momentarily at a loss.

The soup was probably spilled by the little fish when it accidentally fell over, and the restaurant can't possibly take responsibility for that.

She bit her lip. "How much? I'll refund you, can you please not leave a bad review?"

"Alright, it's just a few boxes of soup."

The person in the corner suddenly spoke.

An Ning looked in the direction of the sound, and her breath caught in her throat when her gaze fell upon the other person's handsome features.

So... he was here too.

Lu Xiyan stood up, walked up to her, and looked at her fair and delicate face. "Delivering takeout?"

An Ning didn't dare look him in the eye, and nodded gently, "Mm."

His gaze was deep, like a magnet, firmly fixed on An Ning.

Liang Xu immediately noticed something amiss, lightly bumping Lu Xiyan's shoulder as he sized up the girl in front of him. "Do you know her?"

Lu Xiyan didn't speak, but Liang Xu understood with just a glance.

He deliberately raised his voice and said to the others, "It's just a little soup spilled, why can't we drink it? Look at you all being so dramatic."

Just as Shen Mingwei was about to speak, he saw Liang Xu wink at him and instantly understood, "Oh, oh, you can drink! No need to return it!"

"Come with me."

Lu Xiyan grabbed An Ning's wrist and pulled her outside.