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

"Yan Heng, you did this on purpose, didn't you!"

Xu An'an angrily opened the car door and plopped inside.

She hadn't realized what was happening until she got out of the parking lot, and then she realized how strange Yan Heng's last words were.

What does "we don't use this" mean?

No wonder when they finished paying the bill and left, the older sister whispered "Good luck" to Yan Heng.

...What does this even mean?!

"What did you do on purpose?" Yan Heng carefully placed the items he bought into the trunk, then bent down and sat in the driver's seat, looking quite pleased with himself. "Was there anything wrong with what I just said?"

"Or rather—" Yan Heng deliberately dragged out his words, fastening his seatbelt before continuing, "Do you think I should have bought it just now?"

?

What nonsense are you talking about!

Whether he buys those things or not has nothing to do with me!

Xu An'an blushed and glared at Yan Heng: "I just don't want to be misunderstood by others."

She didn't look at Yan Heng again, and while fastening her seatbelt, she said with a hint of reproach, "In that situation just now, couldn't you have just admitted that he was my brother? Why did you have to deny it?"

Yan Heng paused slightly as he pressed the start button, then suddenly leaned closer to Xu An'an, staring into her eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Xu An'an, I've told you, I don't like those two words."

The sudden movement made Xu An'an shrink back. The seatbelt buckle in her hand was not aligned properly, and it sprang open when she let go, sticking out on one of her arms.

"......I see,"

Xu An'an turned her head away, avoiding his dark gaze, and used her other hand to tighten the seatbelt again: "I won't say it again."

As soon as she pulled, a sharp, pulling pain shot through her scalp, and Xu An'an instinctively hissed.

She turned her head slightly and realized that her hair had gotten caught in the seatbelt outlet slot next to her shoulder.

This Bentley features an active retractable seatbelt design. When seated, the seatbelt outlet automatically extends a short distance, positioning the seatbelt to the side of the shoulder for easier pull-out.

Logically, this shouldn't have happened, but coincidentally, Xu An'an had her hair down today, and just now, in order to avoid Yan Heng, her head was turned to the side a lot, and when the seatbelt retracted, a few strands of her hair got caught in it.

I can't believe I could run into something so embarrassing... I'm really having a run of bad luck lately!

She tugged at the seatbelt again, trying to unbuckle it herself, but the position made it difficult to move, and a sharp pain immediately shot through her scalp.

"Don't move, I'll do it," Yan Heng suddenly said.

He then leaned forward, his broad body covering hers.

The crisp scent of snowflakes, combined with Yan Heng's scorching heat, washed over Xu An'an, causing her breath to catch in her throat.

Yan Heng's hand passed through the side of her neck, and Xu An'an suddenly had the illusion that he was pulling her into his arms.

too close.

This distance is far too close.

So close... it was as if I could hear the other person's ever-increasing heartbeat.

Xu An calmed himself down and tried to lean back as far as possible to create some distance.

"Don't move,"

Yan Heng's voice was a little hoarse as his slender fingers moved continuously along the side of her neck: "Your hair is tangled, but it will be fine soon."

"Oh... okay."

In the silent car, the two were barely an inch apart, and the only sound they could hear was the other's breathing, sometimes heavy, sometimes light.

Xu An'an's ears were the most sensitive part of her body, and at this moment, Yan Heng's warm breath was spraying on Xu An'an's ear.

This is really bad.

Xu An'an could clearly feel waves of tingling, electric-like sensations rippling outwards with each breath he took.

Her body trembled slightly, and she tried hard to control herself. Her nails dug deep into the leather seat, and her eyes reddened.

Xu An'an closed her eyes. No, this stalemate couldn't continue.

"Maybe we should just forget about it..."

--"alright."

They both spoke at the same time, then paused in surprise, instinctively looking at each other.

Their eyes met, and the silent air grew even thicker.

Yan Heng has a very high nose bridge. From Xu An'an's perspective, it looks as if the tip of his nose could brush against her face with the slightest movement.

The tingling, numb sensation felt almost tangible, sparking a flood of fantasies in Xu An'an.

Not wanting to continue these sinful associations, Xu An'an lowered her eyes, avoiding the other person's burning gaze.

She gently nudged Yan Heng, subtly creating distance between them, and smiled casually, "From now on, when I ride in your car, I won't let my hair down."

Yan Heng sat up slightly, following her gentle touch. His eyes darkened, and his Adam's apple bobbed dryly. "Mmm."

Yan Heng pulled out the seatbelt again and fastened it securely to the buckle with a "click".

Perhaps the atmosphere had been too awkward, because the two of them didn't speak for the entire drive.

The car drove smoothly, and Xu An'an watched the street scene outside the window turn into a flowing light and shadow, silently receding into the distance.

The scene from just now replayed in her mind several times.

Since seeing Yan Heng again this time, such subtle and ambiguous situations seem to be happening more and more often.

She now realized with absolute clarity that Yan Heng was no longer the younger brother he once was, but had truly grown into a man, and a man of immense charm at that.

Therefore, she can no longer treat him the way she used to, or rather, she should keep some distance from him...

"arrive."

Yan Heng's voice snapped Xu An'an back to her senses. She then realized that the car had come to a steady stop in front of a detached house.

This must be the place Yan Heng was referring to.

However, this building is a bit strange. It's a bit exaggerated for a villa, and from the outside it looks more like a clubhouse.

Seeing Xu An'an's confusion, Yan Heng used his fingerprint to open the door and explained, "This is a residential complex built four years ago. This building was originally planned as a clubhouse for the owners, but it was later expanded, and a larger plot of land was found to be used for the clubhouse. This building was then left vacant."

"Oh...I see." Xu An'an followed Yan Heng into the elevator. Yan Heng pressed the button for the third floor. "There are four floors in total. The first and second floors are the gym and swimming pool, and the third floor is where you live."

The elevator doors opened, and Xu An'an saw two apartments facing each other. Yan Heng walked towards the one on the left, entered the keypad, and, leaning against the door, turned back to Xu An'an and said, "Want to come in and take a look?"

"Okay."

Xu An'an walked into the house.

That's when I realized the house was huge, a duplex. The single floor alone is nearly 150 square meters, decorated in the style of the show flat. The kitchen and living room are both very large, and there's a nearly 100-square-meter terrace upstairs, filled with greenery, like a small rooftop garden.

Standing on it, you can also see a beautiful sea view.

Xu An'an liked it very much, but as a place to stay temporarily for work, wasn't this house a bit too luxurious...?

"How much is the rent for this place?" Xu An'an asked Yan Heng, turning around.

"You're going to pay me?" Yan Heng looked back at him with a hint of sarcasm.

This was the first time the two had looked at each other since the awkward moment in the car.

"Of course not," Xu An'an smiled, turning her head and casually walking towards one side of the terrace. "You invited me to film this, so I had to take on these responsibilities. But... I'm only staying here for a few months, so I don't really need such a big house. If the rent is too expensive..."

"No rent."

Xu An'an turned around in surprise. Yan Heng raised an eyebrow, walked slowly to her side, and casually rested his hand on the railing: "I invested in this community. I really liked the scenery here, so I renovated this building."

At this point, Yan Heng tilted his head slightly: "This house was originally empty. When a house is empty for a long time, the appliances are prone to breaking down. You coming to stay here is actually doing me a favor. There is a separate garage and security here. No car or person can come in without registration."

"So," Yan Heng turned his head, his deep gaze landing on Xu An'an's face, "let's stay here, okay?"

Seeing that look in her eyes again, Xu An'an's heart skipped a beat.

Why are you taking this so seriously?

It's like a marriage proposal... Hey, stop, stop, stop!

Xu An'an quickly averted her gaze, feigning nonchalance with a giggle: "Alright, then I'll gladly accept!"

Without turning her head, she walked downstairs, saying, "Hurry up and help me carry my things up. I still need to cook. What time is it? I'm starving!"