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

His gaze was filled with longing as he looked at her, one hand firmly encircling her slender waist, the other resting on her fair thigh.

The temperature is scalding hot.

An Ning jumped, her ears turning bright red.

It wasn't her first time anymore; she had given her virginity to this man every day and every time since. Their bodies had long since developed a strong tacit understanding.

He beckoned with his finger, and Anning knew what he wanted to do.

Just as his hand was about to reach inside, Anning suddenly grabbed his wrist, her ears burning red, and said in a soft voice, "No."

Lu Xiyan's eyes were fixed on him, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "What's wrong?"

"It's been moved up."

An Ning blushed, and her body felt burning hot.

Lu Xiyan understood. He had calculated that her period was still three days away, but it had come early. He should make a new record.

The hand that had been on her thigh moved away and gripped her neck.

He tilted his head back and lightly pecked her crimson lips. "Then I'll let you go today."

Anning gently pinched his earlobe and nodded shyly.

Her gaze fell on the magazine he had just been looking at, which featured the latest racing cars.

An Ning doesn't know much about motorcycles, but after spending time with Lu Xiyan, she has a general understanding of what type he likes.

She picked up the magazine and asked him, "Any new cars you're interested in?"

Lu Xiyan shook his head. "I don't like it."

An Ning felt a slight pang of anxiety when she saw the price of each motorcycle.

It's not that he doesn't like it, it's just that it's too expensive.

Each motorcycle costs over seven figures.

In the past, he wouldn't have even blinked if he bought every single motorcycle featured in a magazine.

But ever since...

Even if he likes it now, he can only look at it.

He also had to endure hardship with her, living a life of struggling to make ends meet.

Seeing her eyes dim, Lu Xiyan seemed to realize something, closed the magazine and tossed it aside, "If you don't like it, you don't like it. I'm tired of these styles."

"Western Banquet—"

"Baby!"

An Ning was about to speak when he interrupted her, his hands firmly around her waist, his eyes looking at her with unparalleled clarity and sincerity. "Don't say anything I don't like to hear. I'm just a love-struck fool. All I want is your love. I don't care about anything else."

An Ning suddenly smiled, her lips curving slightly, a beautiful smile.

She stretched out a finger and gently touched the small mole on the bridge of his nose, tenderly and affectionately.

"You've sacrificed so much for me, how could I bear to let you lose everything?"

She smiled gently, "What I meant was that I would work hard to earn money, get promoted and receive a raise, and then buy you everything you like."

"As long as I can afford it, and as long as you want it, I'll give it all to you."

She spoke with unwavering conviction, as devout and sincere as a vow.

Lu Xiyan's eyes reddened as he looked at her intently, his heart warmed by her presence.

A "click" sound.

Suddenly, the Polaroid camera on the control panel was pressed, capturing this moment.

Lu Xiyan raised the remote control in his hand, a beautiful smile curving his lips. "Ningning, this photo is your promise to me. I want you to always remember what you said today."

"Give me anything I want."

......

Stripped of their memories, the huge office was so quiet that only the sound of their breathing could be heard.

A Polaroid photo, weathered by time, lies between the two.

The girl in the photo only has a side profile. She slightly raises her hand to touch the boy's high nose bridge, blocking most of his face, only revealing his handsome eyebrows and eyes.

The people in the photo are not kissing, but they are in a more ambiguous and intimate pose than kissing.

Especially their eyes met, filled with tender affection.

It's a love where each other has eyes only for the other.

Even though several years have passed, those memories feel like they happened just yesterday.

It was deeply imprinted in the minds of those involved.

An Ning's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, and her heart ached terribly.

She kept this photo carefully in a hidden compartment of her wallet.

Like that sealed-away memory, it is invaluable.

"You looked at my wallet?" An Ning's voice trembled as she questioned him, "Lu Xiyan, how could you touch my wallet?"

"Now it's my turn to ask you!"

The man's eyes were cold as he pressed closer and closer until she was cornered against the cold wall.

"Anning, why did you keep this photo? Tell me!"

Suddenly, the man gripped her shoulder with one hand, staring intently into her reddened eyes, and whispered, "Give me a reason."

He only needs one reason.

As long as she says she's reluctant to leave, or that she misses the past, that's fine.

He could forgive and forget as long as she admitted to the two years they had been in love.

An Ning pressed herself tightly against the wall, her fingertips digging into her thigh, trying to stay conscious.

Lu Xiyan's gaze was so intense that it made every cell in her body ache.

reason?

Should I tell him I love him?

Does that mean I think about him every single moment?

What to say, how to say it, and how to say it?

They've come this far, and he's about to get engaged.

"say!"

Lu Xiyan was like a roaring lion, desperately needing an answer.

"Because it helped me make money."

An Ning took a deep breath, looked up and met his eyes. "I entered this photo in a couple's photo contest abroad and won first prize, a prize of 50,000 yuan."

The heat in Lu Xiyan's eyes gradually faded. "Such a lame excuse?"

"I didn't lie to you."

Anning opened her phone and showed him a webpage.

Lu Xiyan's eyes narrowed sharply when he glanced at his phone screen.

Something inside me seemed to shatter with a crash.

The grip on her slender shoulders tightened suddenly, then slowly loosened.

He suddenly laughed, released her, took a few steps back, and turned around.

A surge of immense anger swept over him; the veins on the back of his tightly clenched fist bulged, then relaxed a moment later.

Anning couldn't see his expression, only his trembling back, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

The next second, he tore the photo in his hand to shreds and ruthlessly threw it into the trash can.

The shattered photograph was like a promise broken into pieces.

It's a promise she hasn't yet kept to him.

"peaceful!"

He turned around, his eyes as cold as ice picks. "Even after we broke up, you still want to use that relationship! You have no heart!"

An Ning lowered her eyes, letting his words pierce her heart, drawing blood.

Suddenly, her chin was forcefully grabbed, forcing Lu Xiyan to look up and meet his gaze. His throat tightened.

"peaceful."

He desperately wanted to ask her, "Did you ever love me, even just a little bit?"

But when he saw her indifferent eyes, devoid of any trace of guilt, he changed his mind.

"How dare you exploit that relationship so thoroughly?" He pinched her cheek hard, leaving red marks. "You're not worthy!"

Anning's face stung from his pinching, but it couldn't compare to the pain in her heart.

Tears welled up uncontrollably, blurring her vision as she looked at him.

"sorry."

She apologized.

This made Lu Xiyan even more irritable.

Every time she apologized, it was because she wanted something from him, not because she was apologizing for her abandonment and betrayal back then.

"Want to cooperate? You'll have to wait until I'm satisfied."

He glanced at the project proposal she was holding, snatched it away with a cold laugh, and threw it on the ground without even looking at it.

"Redo it."