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

"yes!"

With a smile, Sister Chen handed Xu An'an a meal. "President Lu specially brought this over. He also brought everyone 'Tai Ding's' signature ice cream, which is still frozen in the refrigerator. Remember to get it after you finish eating!"

What?

Lu Yiming is here?

Why did he come to the banquet today...?

Upon hearing that there would be ice cream, several young women in the crew widened their eyes:

"Oh my god, isn't their ice cream always something you have to fight for?"

"Teacher Xu, you're so wonderful! You're like a fairy!"

"It was President Lu who came personally to deliver it, Ms. Xu! President Lu loves you so much! You've only just joined the crew, and he's already flown over to visit you on set. You're truly a winner in life!"

Seeing the innocent yet envious looks from the girls, Xu An'an forced a smile.

If they knew what had really happened in their marriages, they probably wouldn't have said these things...

However, Lu Yiming is as good as ever at winning people's hearts.

When I was pursuing her, I would always treat the film crew to meals in her name, and the restaurants I treated them to were expensive and hard to find.

Xu An'an used to fall for that kind of thing, but now...

Xu An'an glanced at the dazzling array of seafood in the lunchbox and gave a barely perceptible cold laugh.

She put the lid back on the lunchbox and gently pushed it aside.

After so many years of marriage, he still can't remember that he's allergic to seafood.

The phone on the table lit up briefly.

Xu An'an tapped on the screen. The phone had been muted during filming, and she hadn't checked it for several hours, but there were already several messages on it.

Ignoring the new messages from Lu Yiming, Xu An'an scrolled to Zheng Wei's chat window and received a message at 3 PM:

"Mr. Xu, the materials have been sent to your email. We...have we caused you any trouble...?"

Xu An'an looked at the screen and typed a few words:

"No. Focus on your work and don't overthink it."

She put down her phone and sighed softly.

In the past few days, she has contacted some lawyers to see if there is any opportunity to leverage the confidentiality clause.

She certainly knew that the best solution was to find a reliable way out for these employees, such as re-registering a company.

The problem is that Xu An'an is still married. Even if she establishes a company independent of Lu's, Lu Yiming, as her legal husband, can still demand a share division.

If she were to seek cooperation from other people, Xu An'an went through her entire contact list and helplessly discovered that almost no one was likely to openly offend Lu Yiming.

Apart from......

"Teacher Xu, why aren't you eating?" Sister Chen asked, puzzled, seeing Xu An'an holding her phone for a long time without touching her chopsticks.

"No," Xu An'an smiled, snapping out of her daze, "I'm not hungry right now."

"Oh right! Look at my brain!" Sister Chen clapped her hands, startling Xu An'an.

She watched as Sister Chen rushed out of the photography studio and then quickly rushed back in, carrying a large bouquet of red roses, and stopped in front of her.

"Teacher Xu, this is a gift from President Lu."

The bouquet was very large, with an estimated hundred stems.

"Mr. Lu originally wanted to give it to you personally," Sister Chen said, half of her body hidden by the flowers, "but he received a phone call while waiting outside, and it seemed like something urgent came up, so he left first."

The bright red roses were eye-catching enough, but such a large bouquet drew everyone's attention to Xu An'an.

"What beautiful flowers!" the little girls exclaimed, their faces lighting up with hearts. "How romantic!!"

"No wonder it's been considered a fairytale romance for so many years; I've truly witnessed it this time!"

"Teacher Xu, please accept this!"

Xu An'an stared at the bouquet of flowers, feeling trapped and unable to move forward or backward.

This is probably the effect Lu Yiming wanted.

He knew he wouldn't embarrass himself or expose his family's dirty laundry in front of so many people.

Forget it.

It's just a bouquet of flowers; it doesn't mean anything.

In front of everyone, Xu An'an forced a smile and said, "...Thank you."

Just as he was about to reach out to take the flowers, the bouquet was suddenly snatched away by a hand with distinct knuckles.

A familiar voice rang in Xu An'an's ears:

"What are you doing during working hours?"

Upon suddenly hearing Yan Heng's voice, Xu An'an was startled and turned her head in surprise.

She stared at him blankly: "Why are you here?"

Yan Heng casually tossed the flowers aside, turned to look at Xu An'an, and said expressionlessly, "It's my film crew, why can't I come?"

Xu An'an was speechless.

Why is he so angry? Who provoked him?

I was actually quite happy to see him...

She pouted, turned her head away, and ignored him.

Yan Heng's cold expression naturally creates a somber atmosphere.

After a few scattered "Hello, President Yan" greetings, the previously cheerful crowd fell silent.

Looking at the takeout boxes scattered on the table, Yan Heng picked one up, frowned, and asked, "Is the food at the hotel bad?"

"No, no," Sister Chen awkwardly stepped forward to explain, "Teacher Xu's husband came to visit the set today and specially bought these for everyone, so we didn't order any late-night snacks from the hotel."

"You'll accept something someone else sent you?"

Yan Heng frowned: "Do you know if there's anything wrong with this food? If there's food poisoning, will the movie still be made?"

"This..." Sister Chen was a little confused by what she was told.

Theoretically, this is certainly possible, but in all my years on set, it's common for celebrities to treat the entire crew to meals and milk tea, and I've never heard of anyone getting food poisoning because of it.

Having worked on film sets for many years, she quickly realized that her boss's sharp and irritating temper wasn't directed at her. She was just a little chicken who had been dragged into the mess as a warning to others. So she hurriedly put on a smiling face and apologized repeatedly, while secretly glancing at Xu An'an beside her.

So, is Mr. Yan arguing with Teacher Xu?

Wasn't Teacher Xu someone that President Yan had gone to great lengths to invite?

If it weren't for Teacher Chongxu, then.....

Could it be...?

!

Chen Yu was startled by her own thoughts and couldn't help but shiver in the middle of summer. Thinking about it, it seemed a bit unbelievable.

My boss is known for being uninterested in women. Since he returned to China to take over the company, he seems to have no life other than work.

Compared to the extravagant lifestyles of other young masters, who are constantly exposed for having intimate photos with young models and celebrities, this young master of our family can be described as righteously deviant.

Reports about him only exist in various financial news articles:

"According to the previous year's financial report, since Yan Heng, the eldest son of the Yan family, took over Yanyu Technology, the company's performance has increased by 50%..."

"...Yanyu Energy's strategic cooperation agreement on green hydrogen energy with the UAE National Oil Company (ADNOC) in Dubai, exceeding $20 billion, drove its stock price up by nearly 15% in a single day..."

Mr. Yan is exceptionally handsome and young, attracting countless beautiful female celebrities, including some very good-looking male stars... But this enigmatic young master seems to have lost all sense of romance, coldly rejecting all young and beautiful men and women with equal indifference.

Despite having a face that could easily attract attention, she has managed to avoid a single scandal in all these years.

Chen Yu glanced at Xu An'an again.

Undeniably, Actress Xu is beautiful, but over the years, there have been many women who have gravitated towards President Yan, some even more beautiful than her. Moreover, she's significantly older than President Yan and already married...

Is the relationship between President Yan and Actress Xu what she imagines to be...?

Chen Yu was still lost in her thoughts when she suddenly heard her boss speak again:

"Go talk to the hotel manager and ask them to introduce some new dishes. From now on, if you have any requests regarding the menu, just contact him directly and say it's my idea. The crew's food and financial security are paramount during filming; don't let anyone or anything unrelated to the film in. Understand?"

"Yes, President Yan," Chen Yu replied respectfully.

Yan Heng hummed in agreement, then turned and strode out of the room, pulling Xu An'an by the wrist.

Xu An'an was startled and, in her haste, only managed to grab her notebook, which she was halfway through writing.

It took quite a while for the studio to return to normal air pressure.

"Sister Chen, what just happened?"

Chen Yu said with a stern face, "Just do your job and don't pry into things that don't concern you."

"Oh... what should we do with this bouquet of flowers?"

Chen Yu glanced at the bouquet of flowers that had been casually tossed onto the table.

The rose was delicate and couldn't withstand such violence. A few red petals fell and landed in the bag of lunchbox garbage, where they were covered with a few grains of rice.

"Take it," she sighed after a long pause.

"If any more flowers are sent to the film crew in the future, we will refuse to accept them."

......

The black Bentley cruised smoothly through the bustling traffic.

This is the most bustling downtown area of ​​Bincheng. It's peak tourist season, and the area is incredibly lively.

Unlike the vibrant nightlife outside the window, the car was completely silent.

Yan Heng hadn't uttered a single word since getting into the car, as if his home had been invaded, and simply drove with a cold expression.

Unable to bear the increasingly oppressive atmosphere, Xu An'an couldn't help but speak up to ease the tension: "Where are we going?"

Yan Heng didn't turn his head, only uttering two words: "Eat."

"Eat?" Xu An'an was taken aback. "How did you know I hadn't eaten?"

Yan Heng kept his eyes fixed straight ahead.

"It's all seafood, can you eat that?"