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

When Tan Xiaomin saw Lu Xiyan, she quickly stood up, "Brother Xiyan..."

Seeing Lu Xiyan's cold expression, Director Zhou quickly said, "President Lu, it's all a misunderstanding."

Tan Xiaomin is the daughter of the Tan Group, a prominent family in Jinghai. Zhou Yuebin dared not falsely accuse her of kidnapping a child, nor did he dare to publicize the matter and cause any negative news.

Since the child was indeed unharmed and Ms. Tan had not done anything to hurt him, Zhou Yuebin could only mediate privately, saying it was a misunderstanding and hoping that Ms. An would not pursue the matter.

Lu Xiyan strode forward, his face as cold as ice. "Why did you take Anning's son away!"

Seeing his anger, Tan Xiaomin quickly explained, "I didn't mean anything by it. I just can't stand that she dared to come back and appear in front of you after doing so many wrong things! She's made it so you can't even drive a race car anymore—"

"What's it to you?" Lu Xiyan interrupted her coldly. "Do you know that if Director Zhou had acted impartially today, you would have been arrested long ago!"

"Is it that serious?" Tan Xiaomin looked at his piercing gaze, her voice lowering. "I just wanted to tease them, to scare Anning a little..."

"DouDou?" Lu Xiyan sneered, "This is child kidnapping, which is illegal!"

Tan Xiaomin was startled by his words and didn't dare to breathe.

"Tan Xiaomin, remember this," Lu Xiyan said coldly, "If you dare to do something so stupid again, even if your cousin Bai Yi comes to plead for you, you'll still be detained!"

......

As Lu Xiyan came out of the police station, Jiang Yao's car happened to be parked right next to him.

Once in the car, he glanced at the driver's seat. "Did you take it back?"

Jiang Yao quickly replied, "Yes, President Lu."

Lu Xiyan hummed in agreement and turned to look at the night view outside the window.

But my mind was filled with her red, swollen eyes from crying.

His hands unconsciously tightened, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

"Jiang Yao".

His voice was deep and cold. Jiang Yao quickly replied, "Mr. Lu, what are your orders?"

"Check out her ex-husband."

Looking out the dark window, Lu Xiyang really wanted to see what kind of man her ex-husband was that made her care so much, even worrying about him after the child was lost.

What kind of man could she be so unable to forget?

Jiang Yao was taken aback for a moment, then instantly realized, "Mr. Lu, you mean... Miss An?"

Meeting the man's cold gaze in the rearview mirror, Jiang Yao quickly said, "Yes, Mr. Lu."

The carriage was eerily quiet.

Jiang Yao shrank back. "President Lu, there's something I'm not sure if I should say."

"Then don't say it."

"Okay..." Jiang Yao muttered before closing his mouth, "About Miss An..."

The man in the back seat looked up, his voice cold, "You really won't say anything just because I tell you not to?"

Jiang Yao was speechless.

He has been Mr. Lu's personal assistant for several years, and he still can't figure out his boss's personality.

Fortunately, he was quite obedient; if you told him to shut up, he would immediately shut up, and if you told him to speak, he would speak immediately.

"Mr. Lu, what I wanted to say was that the place where Miss An and her son are currently living... doesn't seem to be in very good condition."

In the rearview mirror, Jiang Yao met the gaze directed at him and hurriedly added, "She's staying at a small hotel near the suburbs, completely dark, without even a security guard. Miss An doesn't seem like she's staying there long, and I heard there was a child abduction in that area last month; it's not a safe place."

"You've found out quite a lot."

The man's tone was mild, and his calm eyes remained completely still.

Jiang Yao couldn't tell whether President Lu was worried or not.

Just then, the phone rang.

A new message notification swipes across the top of the lock screen.

A slender fingertip swiped across the screen, revealing a WeChat message.

[Anning: Mr. Lu, thank you so much for today. I really don't know what I would have done without you.]

......

In the small bedroom of the hotel, a warm-colored small table lamp was lit by the bedside.

An Ning gently placed the sleeping An Xuan on the bed and tenderly kissed his forehead, eyes, and cheeks.

A feeling of something lost and then found grew stronger in my chest.

She gently held Anxian's soft little hand in her palm, her voice choked with emotion, "Mommy will never lose you again."

"If you leave your mother, then my world will truly have no light left..."

On the bedside table was the phone that had just sent a message.

The screen remained lit, but no reply was received.

After a long time, she thought the other person wouldn't reply to her message.

Just as I was about to turn off my phone, a notification popped up.

[L.XY: There's nothing to thank me for; consider it my charity work.]

An Ning stared at the words for a long time, her eyes welling up with tears, and a slight smile playing on her lips.

Anyway, thank you, Lu Xiyan.

Thank you for finding our child.

......

In the car.

The man stared at the line of text he had sent, his brows furrowing.

He thought about it for so long, typed and deleted, typed and deleted, and in the end, he sent out just one line of innocuous text.

He couldn't help but laugh at himself inwardly, "Lu Xiyan, what a pathetic person you are!"

Can't you even say a harsh word?

After a while, he opened his phone again, typed a line of text, and sent it.

......

Anning was about to take a shower when her phone suddenly lit up again.

She opened it, her brow furrowing slightly.

[L.XY: Do you really hate your ex-husband?]

Then another message came in.

[L.XY: Living in such a shabby place, you're probably hoping your ex-husband's son will be kidnapped by human traffickers, aren't you?]

An Ning frowned slightly and muttered softly, "I've never hated you."

A slender finger tapped the screen lightly: "I'm already looking for a place to move."

Putting away her phone, An Ning glanced around the small, dimly lit room. It was time to move to another place.

......

Jiang Yao glanced at the man in the back seat. He was deleting and rewriting even when typing a message, which was not like his usual style at the company.

Where's the cold-faced Yama? What happened to his character design?

He quietly thought that it must be Miss An on the other end of the phone.

Seeing the man put away his phone, Jiang Yao asked curiously, "Mr. Lu... is your concern for Miss An and her child because you like Miss An?"

Suddenly, the man looked up at him, his voice cold, "Do you think that's possible?"

"That's impossible indeed. Although Miss An is beautiful, she is divorced and has a child. How could you possibly like a divorced woman?"

Jiang Yao found it impossible. Their CEO, Lu, had been almost completely celibate and had zero scandals in recent years. Even the news of his engagement to Miss Cheng had only recently come out.

He rolled his eyes behind his glasses and added, "Then you must think that Miss An's child looks like you and is more connected to you, which is why you pay so much attention to them."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in the back seat looked at him with deep eyes.

"Who do you think looks like me?"

Jiang Yao thought he had said something wrong and hurriedly explained, "No, Mr. Lu, that child is Chad. He looks a bit like you. Of course, I'm not saying he's your illegitimate child. How could you possibly have an illegitimate child?"

The more Jiang Yao explained, the more confused he became. He quickly slapped his own clumsy mouth and tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Maybe good-looking people all have similarities, right? Or maybe—"

"Maybe what?" the man asked in a low voice.

"Maybe my eyes aren't working properly." Jiang Yao rubbed his eyes hard. "How could that child possibly look like you? Miss An has absolutely no connection to you, so how could her child possibly resemble you?"

As Lu Xiyan listened to Jiang Yao's rambling explanation, his gaze grew increasingly dark.

His deep eyes were dark and unfathomable in the night.

After a long pause, he spoke in a deep voice, "Turn around."