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

Lu Yiming remained silent, but Xu An'an felt a chill in her heart.

Although Yian Technology is under her name, it is ultimately a subsidiary of the Lu Group.

As the chairman of the group, Lu Yiming is fully capable of finding any reason to force the middle and senior management to sign confidentiality clauses.

Those who sign confidentiality agreements are prohibited from working for similar companies for at least two years, even if they leave the company.

Zheng Wei just took out a loan to buy a house, and Chen Shen and Shen Weiming's child is still young... What will they do if they suddenly have no stable income for two years?

Moreover, if Lu Yiming were to release any more ambiguous rumors, who in the industry would be willing to publicly offend the Lu family and hire them?

Xu An'an forcefully broke free from Lu Yiming, and after a long while, she gritted her teeth and squeezed out, "You're so despicable..."

Lu Yiming didn't refute, but stared at her intently: "An'an, you forced me to do this."

Xu An'an kept a straight face. She knew that Lu Yiming was ruthless in business, but she never expected that he would use that ruthlessness on her.

Looking at Lu Yiming's calm and composed demeanor, one could tell that he was already fully confident.

Xu An'an clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh. "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"An'an," Lu Yiming leaned closer, his voice softening, "I just hope you can give me a chance."

"What opportunity?" Xu An'an raised her hand to stop him, coldly saying, "Lu Yiming, don't overestimate my sense of responsibility!"

"I know, An'an, I know." Lu Yiming gently held Xu An'an's shoulders, his expression returning to its usual gentleness.

"All I need is for you to stop avoiding me. If you want to continue filming, then continue filming here; consider it a vacation. But please don't ignore my calls or avoid me... That's all I ask."

Xu An'an stared blankly at his hypocritical yet affectionate face.

Pooh!

No!

Xu An'an doesn't want to see him even once more!

But how could she possibly say no in the current situation?

Just as she was hesitating, the door was suddenly pulled open forcefully—

"Sir, you cannot go in!"

The waiter's voice sounded panicked.

Xu An'an subconsciously turned her head and looked towards the door.

He was suddenly stunned.

There stood a tall and imposing figure—it was Yan Heng!

Why is he here?

Could it be that he didn't leave just now?

"I'm so sorry," the waiter said, almost in tears, "this gentleman insists on coming in..."

Yan Heng seemed not to hear the waiter's voice. He looked at the two people's "intimate" actions in the room, his face so cold it was almost icy.

Xu An'an shrank her neck and suddenly felt a little cold.

Lu Yiming frowned unhappily when he saw the person who had come in: "President Yan? What are you doing?"

"I'm looking for Xu An'an."

Yan Heng stared at Xu An'an's shoulder, which was being held by Lu Yiming, and said coldly, "Director Shao wants to see you. Come back to the set with me."

Before Xu An'an could speak, Lu Yiming interrupted, "President Yan, this is a private place. I'm discussing business with An'an. Could you please be mindful of your manners?"

"Mr. Lu," Yan Heng said expressionlessly, "when you hit my car yesterday, I didn't see how much you cared about etiquette."

After saying that, he seemed unable to bear Xu An'an's stunned expression any longer, and strode forward, pulling Xu An'an away from Lu Yiming's arms:

"Hurry up, the whole crew is waiting for you."

......

So much happened today that Xu An'an's mind is completely muddled.

She was mechanically dragged by Yan Heng to walk outside.

Yan Heng walked quickly, his steps both wide and steady, his leather shoes making a clear and powerful sound as they landed on the ground.

Xu An'an's wrist was being gripped tightly; she didn't know where she was going.

In her unfocused vision, the man's broad and sturdy back became her only reference point.

A strange calm suddenly gripped her.

Without having to think, decide, or even see the direction clearly, the feeling of being pulled forward by a trusting hand... is surprisingly wonderful.

Xu An'an knew that when she first saw Yan Heng, her initial reaction, despite her surprise, was actually happiness.

She knew Yan Heng would take her away.

It seems that as long as Yan Heng is there, she can temporarily let go of her tension, not have to worry about things she doesn't want to face, and not have to worry about what will happen next.

If only it could continue...

—Stop! Halt!

Xu An'an was startled by her own thoughts, snapped back to her senses, and shook off Yan Heng's hand.

Finding his hand empty, Yan Heng turned around in confusion.

The sky had darkened, and in the moonlight, his pure black eyes shimmered with tiny lights, so bright that Xu An'an dared not look directly at them.

She avoided Yan Heng's gaze, "I...I'll get in the car myself."

As she spoke, she quickly walked around to the other side of the car, opened the door, and sat down.

Yan Heng looked at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything and silently got into the driver's seat.

Xu An'an lowered her head, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Yan Heng pull out his seatbelt and fasten it. His slender fingers pressed the start button, and the deep engine sound resonated.

Xu An'an withdrew her gaze and turned her eyes to the window on this side.

What's wrong with me?

She knew from a young age that one cannot solve problems by relying on others. After all, her mother, An Yan, was a living example.

In Xu An'an's memory, An Yan was always a very beautiful woman. Xu An'an inherited most of her looks from her, but their personalities were completely different.

Since marrying Xu An'an's father, An Yan has never worked, not even doing housework. Xu Xiangdong loves her to the extreme and can't bear to see her suffer any hardship, so he even hires a housekeeper to do the laundry and cooking.

At that time, although Xu Xiangdong ran a small business and his family was relatively well-off, they were by no means rich. Yet he still managed to spoil An Yan and make her behave like a rich wife.

If life could continue like this, that would be fine, but unexpected events in life are always so sudden—even the usually strong Xu Xiangdong would run into trouble.

Xu Xiangdong's business failure and sudden death completely devastated An Yan. She had no ability to live independently, let alone take care of the young Xu An'an.

So she abandoned Xu An'an and threw herself into the arms of another man.

But An Yan soon discovered that not all men were like Xu Xiangdong. She probably used up all her luck in finding men on Xu Xiangdong, because the men she met afterward were all more and more womanizers.

It's all about lust at first sight; once you get tired of it, you'll naturally give up.

She moved from one man to another, and with her stunning beauty, she was initially able to maintain a respectable life. But even the most beautiful face will grow old, and gradually, she went from being a coveted treasure to being ignored dust.

Even so, she still never thought about earning money herself—maybe she had thought about it, but she simply couldn't do it.

She had been raised by others for too many years, and had long since plucked out her own resilient wings, turning her into a parasite that could only live on others.

An Yan eventually died of AIDS.

Xu An'an will never forget how she looked before she died, her cheeks sunken, her face pale and withered—Xu An'an couldn't even believe that this person was really her beautiful and charming mother.

That day, An Yan lay in her hospital bed looking at Xu An'an.

"An'an, I'm sorry..." Tears welled up in An Yan's sunken, cloudy eyes. She opened her mouth, as if she had a thousand words to say to her daughter, who was as beautiful as herself, but in the end, she only uttered those words:

"Never be like your mother..."

After saying that, she closed her eyes completely.

From that moment on, Xu An'an remembered those words forever.

We cannot rely on others.

We cannot let our guard down.

Otherwise, there will be no redemption.

Therefore, no matter what happens, she will solve it—she will definitely solve it herself.

Xu An'an rubbed her aching temples.

She knew that she should rest now, so that she would have the strength to deal with this mess.

As the car approached the exit of the teahouse parking lot, Yan Heng stepped on the brakes and waited for the toll gate to be raised.

The teahouse is about a half-hour drive from home, so Xu An'an plans to take a nap first.

She leaned her head against the car window, just about to close her eyes—

boom!

A dull thud suddenly rang out, and the car body jolted!

Xu An'an opened her eyes abruptly, her heart leaping into her throat.

In the wide, astonished eyes, an unexpected scene was instantly reflected—

In front of the car, Lu Yiming stood in the center of the blinding headlight beam.

He leaned forward slightly, pressing his hands firmly against the hood of the Bentley, his knuckles white, his chest heaving rapidly.

crazy.

He actually stopped the car like that!