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

Just then, crisp footsteps came from the second-floor staircase, followed by a figure in a sharp suit appearing at the corner of the stairs.

Lu Xiyan came downstairs with the documents and saw Cheng Wanwan standing in the office, smiling at him.

"When did you arrive?"

He stepped down the stairs.

"I just arrived. Assistant Jiang told me you were in the office, so I came in."

Cheng Wanwan walked up to him with a smile, "I didn't see you in the office, so I was wondering if you were resting upstairs."

"Hey!" She held up the thermos in her hand. "I learned how to make some soup from Aunt Cao today. Try it and see if it's good."

"Thanks."

Lu Xiyan didn't answer and quickly walked to his desk.

Looking at his phone on the table, he habitually turned on the screen and glanced at it, suddenly noticing an unread text message.

He opened it, his cold eyes sweeping over the message, his gaze landing on the last line—"Trust me this once, okay?"

A slight smile played on his lips as he let out a cold snort.

What gave her the confidence to say the word "trust" to him?

Without handing over the thermos, Cheng Wanwan looked at the man's cold and superior profile. His gaze was fixed on the phone in his hand, his expression deep and icy.

He was reading the message Anning had sent him.

Cheng Wanwan unconsciously gripped the handle of the teapot tightly, her fingers digging into it.

In front of her, Lu Xiyan was always without temper; without temper, there was no warmth.

He was always aloof and indifferent. He treated her with propriety and politeness, yet he maintained a distant and unapproachable demeanor. It seemed that no matter what she did, she could not arouse his interest in anything or even get a glance from him.

She's jealous of An Ning!

Even the coldness and disdain he showed when staring at the text message made her jealousy burn like fire.

Only tranquility can stir up his various emotions.

Cheng Wanwan stared at the phone in the man's hand, her resentment and anger almost overflowing.

Twenty-eight years of childhood sweethearts couldn't compare to the sudden appearance of An Ning.

It was the same four years ago, and it's still the same four years later!

She couldn't understand where she was inferior to Anning!

"What's wrong?"

Seemingly sensing a strong gaze upon him, the man turned off his phone and calmly looked at her.

Cheng Wanwan realized what was happening, immediately suppressed her emotions, and walked over with a smile. "I'm looking at what information you're looking at so intently."

She placed the thermos on the table, deliberately showing the scars on her hands. "Assistant Jiang said you didn't eat lunch. Drink some of the soup while it's still warm."

Lu Xiyan clearly saw the burn on the back of her hand and frowned slightly. "What happened to your hand?"

"It's okay, it's nothing serious." Cheng Wanwan quickly withdrew her hand. "I just accidentally burned myself."

Lu Xiyan frowned as he looked at the thermos on the table. "Don't do these things yourself in the future."

Hearing this, Cheng Wanwan felt a warmth in her heart. She hadn't expected Xi Yan to care about her. She smiled and said, "My parents are afraid I'll be overworked and don't want me to worry about the company. They can't help you much either. I don't have much to do all day. If you like, I can make soup for you every day."

"Let me tell you, Aunt Cao is a master at making soup. I've always been sickly since I was little, and she's always made me all sorts of different kinds of soup. Now I can learn a few recipes from her, and I'll be making them every day—"

"I don't like drinking soup."

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Wanwan was interrupted by the man, leaving her speechless for a moment. She looked at the man.

Lu Xiyan looked at her injured hand and said, "Go back and treat the wound so it doesn't get infected. Don't do this kind of thing again."

It was clearly a concerned remark, but his tone was completely indifferent.

Cheng Wanwan choked for a moment, then nodded gently, "Mm."

......

The lobby on the first floor of the Auten Group building.

The young receptionist saw a familiar figure walking towards her from the doorway. Before the person could get close, she immediately looked troubled. "Ms. An, the president's office has instructed that all appointments with you will not be accepted."

She had to admit, she really admired Ms. An's perseverance. She came to see President Lu every day without fail. This morning, she even brought President Lu coffee in front of so many employees. It was already a great favor that President Lu didn't have the security guards drag her out. And yet, she came again this afternoon!

From a distance, Anning could see that the receptionist's face was almost scrunched up, which meant that she must have caused her a lot of trouble these past few days.

"I'm sorry."

She approached and apologized sincerely, "But I didn't come here to see President Lu."

"Not looking for President Lu?" The girl's tone relaxed upon hearing this. "Then, Miss An, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"I'm looking for your Vice President Liang, Liang Xu."

......

"sit."

The setting sun streamed in through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, landing on the black desk in the office.

The man was very hospitable and asked his assistant to bring in a glass of milk.

An Ning looked at the milky white liquid in the transparent glass in front of her and was slightly taken aback.

"Oh, I'm sorry, it's been years. I forgot to ask if Miss An's tastes have changed." The man opposite her asked politely, "Orange juice or coffee? I'll get you a different one."

"No need." An Ning forced a smile and looked at the man sitting opposite her. "I still prefer milk."

Liang Xu smiled gently, "Are you curious how I know your preferences?"

An Ning smiled faintly, "You are west Yan's best friend, so he must have told you this before."

She was just a little surprised that Liang Xu still remembered after four years.

Hearing her calmly utter the words "west Yan," Liang Xu's probing gaze fell upon the woman's beautiful face.

"Lu Xiyan used to be quite annoying. He had to brag about his relationship to us, even telling us what you liked and disliked, just to avoid making you feel uncomfortable in front of us. We heard it so many times that our ears were calloused, and now it's hard for us not to remember it."

Liang Xu stared at the woman's slightly trembling eyes, smiled, and continued, "But he is indeed the most pitiful. The dignified second young master of the Lu family has never suffered any hardship, yet he was played with like a stray dog ​​and then discarded. The entire Jinghai is laughing at him. Tell me, isn't he pitiful?"

Upon hearing this, An Ning felt a sharp pain in her heart, even breathing was painful.

"If Miss An came back this time also to see him make a fool of himself, then you'll be disappointed." Liang Xu's tone was not harsh, but it carried a faint hint of sarcasm. "As you can see, he's doing quite well now."

As Lu Xiyan's best friend, An Ning understood the veiled meaning in Liang Xu's words.

If it were her, if Song Xiaoyu had been cruelly deceived by a man for two years and then ruthlessly dumped, she would definitely go and settle accounts with that scoundrel.

She understood Liang Xu's hostility towards her, and she accepted it.

At this moment, it's already quite remarkable that Liang Xu is still giving her a chance to see him.

An Ning smiled gently, "Mr. Liang, thank you."

Lu Xiyan must have gone through a difficult period. She is grateful that Liang Xu was there for Lu Xiyan during that time and is now his business partner, helping him in his endeavors.

Liang Xu was surprised that after saying so much, she showed no emotion at all. Not only was she not angry, but she also thanked him for no apparent reason.

He looked into An Ning's gentle and serene eyes, "What have I done that deserves Miss An's thanks?"

"Thank you, Mr. Liang, for putting aside past grievances and seeing me." An Ning smiled and said, "I'm not seeing you today for business."

Liang Xu chuckled softly, leaning back in his chair. "Don't tell me you're doing this for Lu Xiyan?"

"Yes," Anning answered without hesitation.

"Miss An, I really don't understand what you're up to."

Liang Xu's eyes sharpened. "You're the one who deceived him, betrayed him, and toyed with his feelings. You're the one who sold him out, took the money, and ran away. And now you're the one coming back to pester him relentlessly!"

These past few days, the news of An Ning coming to see Lu Xiyan every day has been giving him a headache. Lu Xiyan clearly has a hundred ways to prevent her from entering Ou Teng's door, yet he still insists on letting her come and bother him time and time again!

"Miss An, you won't be satisfied until you've completely destroyed him, will you? What exactly does Lu Xiyan owe you?"