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

Xu An'an got up late last night and didn't get up until the afternoon.

Most of the people had already left, but those who remained looked at her with a hint of ambiguity in their eyes.

Xu An'an was puzzled, but didn't ask any more questions.

Xia Xingyao was the last to leave. Before leaving, she patted Xu An'an on the shoulder: "An'an, why don't you scroll through your phone for a bit?"

He then sent Xu An'an a link, waved, and left.

Xu An'an opened her phone in a daze, then suddenly realized what was going on.

No wonder everyone looked at her strangely; it turns out they were photographed last night and the photos were posted online.

The photo isn't clear, and the angle doesn't seem intentional; it looks more like someone wanted to take a landscape photo and accidentally included them. The figures are blurry, only their general outlines are vaguely visible, suggesting two people are intimately kissing. Logically, this could be any couple in the world.

The problem is that the picture includes the iconic boulder on the beach, and the only people there yesterday for team building were their film crew. Considering this... anyone familiar with them could definitely recognize them from the photo.

Xu An'an put down her phone, not caring.

She had long since cultivated this level of composure. As long as her face wasn't captured on camera, she didn't care. Compared to that, she cared more about Yan Heng's feelings.

This time there wasn't much public backlash, but being with her means he'll inevitably be photographed in the future. After all, Lu Yiming disliked being photographed without his consent and had several dangerous car swerves. Xu An'an's decision to leave the entertainment industry back then was partly due to this consideration.

Just then, Yan Heng walked in from outside.

A little girl followed behind him; she looked familiar, like a member of the film crew.

Yan Heng saw Xu An'an and asked, "Have you had breakfast?"

Xu An'an shook her head blankly.

Yan Heng put the lunchbox he was holding on the table: "Eat something first."

Xu An'an didn't move, her gaze falling on the little girl. The little girl was also secretly glancing at Xu An'an, hesitant to speak, as if she had done something wrong and was afraid to face her.

Xu An'an was even more puzzled: "What's going on?"

Yan Heng sighed, turned to the little girl, and said, "Go ahead and speak."

"Yes, President Yan." The young girl, trembling with fear, mustered her courage to confess to Xu An'an.

It turns out that she took the photo that was circulating online.

She was an intern on the film crew, a recent graduate who had never been to such a high-end place before. Last night, she took a lot of photos, wanting to show them off on social media. She hadn't noticed anyone else in the photos when she was taking them of the beach, only realizing there were two people in them after posting them. By then, it was too late to take them down.

"Teacher Xu, I'm so sorry!" The little girl bowed and apologized, her voice already trembling with tears. "I really didn't mean to. I don't know which person in my WeChat Moments posted the picture online. I promise I'll never post anything like that again!"

After listening, Xu An'an sighed and went over to help the little girl up.

"It's okay," she said.

How can you blame anyone else for this? The beach is a public place; you shouldn't be intimate there no matter what. Thinking of this, Xu An'an raised her eyes and gave Yan Heng a reproachful look.

With her alluring eyes, Yan Heng felt a tightness in his throat from her scolding.

"I saw that photo, it was just a dark mess, I couldn't make out anything." After comforting the little girl, Xu An'an thought for a moment and then added, "But you should still be careful in the future, just in case something irreversible happens."

She said that extra point because there are indeed many secrets in the entertainment industry. One really has to be careful in this line of work. She herself doesn't care, but if she gets involved with the wrong people in the future, it won't be so easy to resolve.

The young girl breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing Xu An'an's forgiveness, thanked her repeatedly, and then turned to Yan Heng tremblingly, saying, "President Yan... I..."

Yan Heng's aura was so intimidating that she could barely speak.

"Let's go," Yan Heng said coldly.

The little girl felt like she had been granted a pardon, apologized again, and ran away as fast as she could.

Watching her fleeing figure, Xu An'an sighed: "What did you do to her? Why did she look at you like you were the King of Hell?"

Yan Heng didn't answer, but pulled Xu An'an to sit at the dining table and began peeling eggs for her. "Don't worry about the photos, I've already had them taken care of, they won't cause any trouble."

"I know." Xu An'an took the egg, took a bite, and said nonchalantly, "I'm used to it. But you, don't you feel pressured?"

Yan Heng looked up: "What kind of pressure?"

"The pressure of being with female celebrities," Xu An'an said, puffing out her cheeks as she looked at him. "Aren't you afraid of being photographed together one day?"

After all, she and Lu Yiming were photographed together on the very first day they got together.

"Why should I be afraid?" Yan Heng asked, puzzled.

Xu An'an frowned, but couldn't explain it either.

She had always been very open about her relationships, and would go public if she was photographed with one. But when it came to Yan Heng, she hesitated.

She had a vague feeling that the reason her relationship with Yan Heng had remained the same was because there hadn't been too much interference from the outside world.

The photos, which may appear real or fake, are one thing, but if they were to be officially acknowledged, public opinion, the Yan family's attitude, and a series of other practical issues would all present unknown difficulties.

For the first time in her life, Xu An'an felt a sense of dread. She hoped to maintain this pure feeling for as long as possible.

"Let's be more careful in the future," Xu An'an concluded.

Upon hearing this, Yan Heng paused for a moment.

Disappointment welled up in his eyes, but he lowered them to hide it.

"...Okay, I'll do as you say."

Lu Yiming sat in his office chair, looking at the screen in his hand.

Several photos were displayed on the screen. On a dark beach, two blurry figures intertwined and embraced, kissing intimately.

Others might not be able to tell, but Lu Yiming recognized the two people in the photo at a glance.

He clutched his left chest, trying to steady his breathing.

The doctor told him that he needed to keep his emotions stable after the surgery. His last acute myocardial infarction had brought him to the brink of death.

Waking up in the operating room, he had a different perspective on life. Before, he thought career was important, power was important, and his blood-related child was important. But after truly experiencing the emptiness of death, he realized that the only person he didn't want to let go of was Xu An'an.

Those who have faced life and death are fearless and uninhibited. If you want something, go for it. Nothing else matters.

He would give Lin Wan'er a lot of money, enough to cover all her and her child's future expenses, but at the same time, he would sever all ties with them.

He knew it was heartless, but someone who had faced life and death knew what was truly important. He could abandon anything that conflicted with Xu An'an.

Lu Yiming had originally planned it this way. But to his surprise, when he contacted the agency in the United States, he discovered that Lin Wan'er wasn't there at all. He immediately sent people to investigate and found that Lin Wan'er had never left the country.

A knock came at the door.

"Come in." Lu Yiming placed his phone face down on the table.

"Mr. Lu," Secretary Chen walked in and respectfully handed a document to Lu Yiming with both hands, "The technical department has found all of Ms. Lin's medical information after she returned to the mainland. Please take a look."

Lu Yiming opened the record book. Everything seemed normal until he reached the last page, when his brow furrowed.

After a few seconds, he finally spoke: "Have you found her place?"

"Found it," Secretary Chen said. "It's at the Kyle Hotel in Ningcheng."

Lu Yiming nodded: "Let's go out first."

"Yes."

After his secretary left, he remained silent for a moment before making a video call to Lin Wan'er.

The video was answered several seconds later, and Lin Wan'er's face appeared on the screen.

"Yiming-ge," she said, her expression betraying her panic, "why did you suddenly video call me?"

The video shows Lin Wan'er standing in front of a white wall, with no other background visible.

"It's nothing," Lu Yiming said calmly, "I just wanted to ask you if you're adjusting well in America."

Upon hearing Lu Yiming's words, Lin Wan'er immediately put on a smile: "I'm adapting very well. The air here in America is great, and I couldn't be happier being here."

"How is the child?"

"Yes, everything is fine. I just had a prenatal checkup yesterday, and everything was normal." Lin Wan'er said with a smile, "Yiming-ge, you don't need to worry~"

"That's good," Lu Yiming squinted his eyes, "It's nighttime there, go to sleep early."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

He sneered and dialed an internal number using the landline.

"Xiao Chen, book a plane ticket to Ningcheng."