Mr. Lu, stop being such a jerk. Your wife is your nemesis's white moonlight.

"An'an, did you do this?" Lu Yiming's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

"it's me."

Hearing Xu An'an's nonchalant reply, Lu Yiming frowned even more deeply:

"An'an, you've gone too far. It's just a small project, why make such a fuss?"

Small projects?

Xu An'an sneered, "The 'small project' that President Lu mentioned was something our entire company of over 30 people worked countless days and nights to complete!"

"Lu Yiming, I'd like to ask you, how did the Lin family find out about our offer?"

Knowing he was in the wrong, Lu Yiming changed the subject, saying, "An'an, you should have asked me before you did anything. The Lin family is already facing difficulties; by making a scene like this, aren't you just kicking them when they're down?"

Did she kick someone when they were down?

Xu An'an almost laughed out of anger.

"President Lu, it's your business if you want to help the Lin family, but please don't use my employees as cannon fodder! I didn't push the Lin family into this mess, and they brought this upon themselves! Besides—"

Having suffered such injustice for so long, Xu An'an had no intention of controlling her anger any longer: "Helping a bastard like Lin Yaodong settle these dirty affairs, isn't that aiding and abetting evil?!"

"An'an!" Touched on a sore spot, Lu Yiming was somewhat embarrassed and angry. "Why are you being so harsh today!"

He took a deep breath and explained through gritted teeth, "Back then, I offered those brother and sister very good terms. Things have already turned out that way, what's the point of arguing about right and wrong? Getting financial compensation is the wisest choice."

"Okay, so you mean that as long as you can settle things with money, you rich kids can do whatever you want?"

Xu An'an was almost exhausted after shouting those words.

"Lu Yiming," she said, turning the phone to the other side to catch her breath before continuing, "Do you know what Chen Yue said when we contacted her today? She said... she doesn't want money, she just wants Lin Yaodong and those people to go to jail!"

"—Enough, An'an!" Lu Yiming slammed the pen he was holding onto the table, rarely getting angry at Xu An'an. "You're being too impulsive right now. I don't want to argue with you."

After a moment of silence, Lu Yiming spoke again, his voice unusually cold: "From now on, you are not to interfere in this matter anymore!"

"......"

Xu An'an suddenly felt powerless. For the first time, she realized that communicating with Lu Yiming was such a difficult thing, as if she couldn't understand him no matter what she did...

It turns out that, besides the affair itself, she and Lu Yiming also had such a significant difference in values...

—Forget it, we're going to break up anyway, what's the point of arguing about this?

Seeing that Xu An'an hadn't spoken for so long, Lu Yiming assumed she had realized her mistake, so his tone softened slightly:

"Alright, An'an, I have to go on a business trip for a few days. Take this time to calm down. We'll talk again when I get back."

Knowing that she wouldn't have to face Lu Yiming for the next few days, Xu An'an inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly, something occurred to her—

When are you coming back?

Hearing that Xu An'an still cared about him even at a time like this, Lu Yiming was slightly taken aback, then chuckled softly, his deep voice carrying a hint of seduction: "What, now you know you miss your husband?"

"..." Xu An'an rolled her eyes silently.

"Don't worry," Lu Yiming thought Xu An'an was embarrassed by his words, and then said softly, "I will definitely come back on the evening of the 15th to spend our fourth wedding anniversary with you."

"Okay," Xu An'an lowered her eyes and looked at the divorce agreement that Lawyer He had just delivered to her on the table.

"Then you must come back on time."

...

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yiming still had a lingering smile on his lips.

Even though they've been married for a long time, she still gets shy like a young girl when teased. An'an is just too adorable.

"Mr. Lu," the secretary knocked on the door, "Ms. Lin is here and wants to see you."

Lu Yiming frowned, his smile fading, and said somewhat impatiently, "I know, tell her to wait for me in the reception room."

Half an hour later, Lu Yiming finished all his work and then leisurely walked into the reception room.

"Yiming-ge!" Seeing him come in, Lin Wan'er wiped away her tears and buried herself in Lu Yiming's arms. "What are we going to do about Yaodong's situation?!"

Lu Yiming tilted his head, a strange sense of annoyance rising in his heart.

"Alright, stop crying." Lu Yiming offered Lin Wan'er a few perfunctory words of comfort, then gently pushed her away without making a sound.

"That happened so long ago, the crucial evidence is long gone. What big waves can those blurry photos stir up? Go back and tell your brother to shut up. This kind of public opinion will pass in a few days."

"But...but Huaiming's project..." Lin Wan'er choked up, thinking about how she had finally persuaded Lu Yiming to give her Huaiming's project as a birthday present.

He had hoped to use this opportunity to put Xu An'an down and vent his anger.

But unexpectedly, Xu An'an, who usually submits to everything, actually dares to...!

That despicable woman!

She was determined to make Xu An'an pay the price!

Lu Yiming watched Lin Wan'er continue to sob, finding it unbearably noisy.

After all these years, why do you still only cry and whine when you encounter problems?

He couldn't help but recall Xu An'an's composure and calmness in the face of company crises over the years, which added to his dissatisfaction with Lin Wan'er.

"Yiming, do you know how much I love you..." Seeing Lu Yiming's increasingly impatient expression, Lin Wan'er simply stepped forward, grabbed one of Lu Yiming's hands, and guided him to place it on her slightly protruding belly, saying pitifully:

"Even if you don't care about our relationship... at least think about the child..."

Touching his warm lower abdomen, Lu Yiming's temples throbbed twice.

"Alright, Wan'er," Lu Yiming used some force to pull his hand back, then walked to the table and pushed the tissue box to the opposite side.

Then, he closed his eyes briefly and sighed almost imperceptibly:

"Wipe your tears, come with me to Yancheng later."

......

Time flies.

During the few days that Lu Yiming was away from home, Xu An'an was extremely busy.

Finally, we managed to finish the auditing work for all the companies she was in charge of before the 15th.

Initially, she took over these companies simply to help Lu Yiming.

So today, she decided to return all of this to Lu Yiming.

It's not because of aloofness, but simply because holding shares means there's still a connection with the Lu family.

Xu An'an only wanted to break things off completely with Lu Yiming.

With everything prepared, Xu An'an breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that it was still early, she decided to go and take another look at the sunflower field.

—After all, she probably won't be coming back after tonight.

As the sun set, Xu An'an strolled leisurely along the path leading to Huayuan.

Nanshan Fengfu truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier luxury residence.

The landscape design is extremely sophisticated, with a new view every three steps and a pavilion every ten steps.

Perhaps knowing she would never see this view again, Xu An'an admired it very carefully along the way.

She couldn't help but feel a little self-deprecating; humans really are strange creatures.

We don't look at things when we have them, and only realize their value when we lose them.

A few steps away, Xu An'an suddenly saw a black sedan slowly drive into the gate of Huayuan.

A thought flashed through her mind: Could it be that this mysterious neighbor has finally returned?

Without thinking it through, Xu An'an quickened her pace—she even started running slightly.

She was genuinely curious about this neighbor who shared her tastes.

Taking a quick peek while getting off the bus isn't exactly presumptuous, is it?

As she hurried to the door, it opened just as a long leg stepped out.

Xu An'an was hesitating whether to say something when she suddenly widened her eyes.

His gaze was fixed on a handsome face not far away.

— "Yan Heng?!"