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

The plane pierced through the clouds and flew smoothly towards the coastal city.

Xu An'an leaned against the porthole, staring at the sea of ​​clouds outside for a while. Feeling bored, she turned her head and her gaze fell on Yan Heng.

He was looking at a document, his profile clean and sharp under the overhead light, his eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyes.

Xu An'an looked at him for a while, and finally couldn't help but reach out and poke his arm.

Yan Heng didn't look up: "Hmm?"

Are you going to tell me or not?

"Tell you what?"

"What secret did Grandma tell you?" Xu An'an leaned forward.

Yan Heng turned a page of the document and said in a calm tone, "If it's said to be a secret, of course I can't say."

"Just tell me!"

"No."

"Please, I really want to know!"

Yan Heng finally put down the documents and turned to look at her.

His gaze lingered on her face for two seconds before he slowly said, "You can ask me if you want to know. Just call me 'brother,' and I'll tell you."

Xu An'an was stunned.

She blinked, and the tips of her ears turned red at a visible speed.

Call someone three years younger than yourself "brother."

This is so embarrassing!

Xu An'an turned her head away, grabbed the blanket from the seat, and covered herself with it.

"I'm not listening anymore. You can keep it yourself."

Yan Heng glanced at her huddled-up profile, a slight smile playing on his lips, before picking up the documents again and continuing to read.

He had indeed accumulated some work in Bincheng these past few days, and several meetings awaited him, so he needed to familiarize himself with the materials in advance.

Xu An'an knew Yan Heng was busy, so she didn't bother him and just played an idol drama to pass the time.

While watching the show, she kept glancing at Yan Heng's well-defined profile out of the corner of her eye.

"So handsome!" Xu An'an exclaimed sincerely.

No matter how familiar you are with someone, you'll still be unintentionally struck by Zhang Yingjun's handsome face.

Looking back at the screen, I suddenly felt that the rising male stars in idol dramas were really lacking.

She couldn't help but think that if Yan Heng weren't the heir of the Yan family, in this era where good looks could win one's fate, he could become famous throughout the country just by virtue of his face.

The thought that such a wonderful man liked her made Xu An'an feel incredibly happy.

Their future may be uncertain, but whatever the outcome, the happiness they feel at this moment is real, and that is enough.

When Yan Heng finished his work, he discovered that Xu An'an had fallen asleep sometime earlier.

Her head was tilted towards the window, her breathing even and long, her eyelashes casting a soft shadow on her cheek. The blanket had slipped down halfway, revealing a section of her shoulder.

Yan Heng put down the documents, leaned over, and gently pulled the blanket up, tucking it under her chin.

The movement was so subtle that Xu An'an didn't notice at all. She just unconsciously shrank deeper into the blanket, like a cat that had found a comfortable spot.

At that moment, a flight attendant approached, bent down, and asked softly, "Sir, would you like to order a drink?"

Yan Heng raised a finger and gently placed it to his lips, signaling her to speak softly.

The flight attendant immediately understood and asked again in a lowered voice.

Yan Heng shook his head and said in a low voice, "No need, thank you."

The flight attendant nodded and tiptoed away.

Yan Heng leaned back in his seat, turned his head, and quietly looked at Xu An'an's sleeping face.

When she was asleep, her brows were relaxed, her lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was shallow and almost inaudible. She looked like a young woman in her early twenties.

He suddenly remembered what she looked like when he first saw her.

Yan Heng only found out later that he had seen her movies before meeting her in person.

"Dawn Breaks in the Long Night" is Xu An'an's first film.

She plays the second female lead, a disciple of a martial arts sect, and her role isn't very large.

Yan Heng has never been particularly interested in movies. The reason he was sitting in the movie theater that day was simply because he didn't want to go home.

Starting in his first year of high school, Yan Zhenze suddenly decided he wanted to be a good father. He would come home on time every day, sit at the dining table with a loving father's face, and ask him how his grades were and if he was happy at school.

Yan Heng felt disgusted. He didn't want to see that face, so as soon as school was over, he ran out and hung out with some friends until late at night before going home.

For some reason, several of his friends had something to do that day, so he wandered around the streets alone. With nowhere to go, he passed by a movie theater and thought, "Whatever, I'll just watch whatever's on and kill some time."

He bought a ticket for the next showing, went inside, sat down, and as soon as the lights went out, he prepared to go to sleep.

Then Xu An'an appeared.

Dressed in white, she stood on the city wall. The wind blew up the hem of her clothes and her hair. She turned her head and looked into the distance. There was something indescribable in her eyes, both gentle and sad.

At that moment, the lights in the screening room were dim, and the light from the screen shone on Yan Heng's face, leaving him completely stunned.

His heart skipped a beat, then suddenly accelerated, so fast that he himself was baffled.

He stared at the white-clad figure on the screen until she disappeared into the next shot before slowly exhaling.

He wondered at the time, who is this actress?

But the thought only lasted a short while. After the movie ended, he walked out of the theater, and the cold wind dissipated the excitement.

He is not the kind of person who is swayed by emotions, nor will he dwell on a single movie scene.

Life had to go on, and he still had a mess to clean up. That figure in white was quickly relegated to a corner of his memory.

Later, when he first met Xu An'an in person on the set of "The Last Goodnight", it felt as if something that had been dormant for a long time was suddenly gently touched in his heart.

He couldn't connect the person in front of him with the woman in white on the screen a few years ago.

But he knew that from that day on, he wanted to see her every day.

He learned of this coincidence after he realized he had fallen in love with Xu An'an.

He went to watch all of her works—movies, TV series, variety shows, interviews, he didn't miss a single one.

When he saw the movie "Breaking Through the Night," he stared at the figure in white on the screen for a full ten seconds.

It was her.

It turns out he had already met her so long ago.

He sat in front of the computer and watched that scene repeatedly.

People can fall in love with the same person repeatedly at different times.

And he, without knowing it at all, had already fallen in love with Xu An'an twice.

Yan Heng pulled himself out of his thoughts and turned his gaze back to the person beside him. Xu An'an was still asleep, her breathing steady, and there seemed to be a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth; he wondered what she was dreaming about.

He reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear. His fingertips brushed against her skin; it was warm.

Soon, he will be able to have her completely.