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

The Bentley drove silently down the road.

When they came out of the mall, Song Zhe brought a driver to pick them up. Xu An'an and Yan Heng were sitting in the back seat.

The two stood on opposite sides, separated by the Pacific Ocean.

Xu An'an glanced at Yan Heng; he was still working. Since getting on the bus, he had been looking at his laptop without saying a word.

She turned her head, gently pinched the silk dress she was wearing, and sighed silently.

Yan Heng knew she was attending a banquet tonight, so he stopped by to help her buy a dress. Why hadn't she thought of such a simple reason before…?

But why did he say that?

Do you really want me to fall in love with someone else?

What does this mean? What does it matter who he likes or whether she likes him or not?

Xu An'an vaguely sensed that she had missed something crucial. She suddenly remembered the look of disappointment and dejection on Yan Heng's face when he said those words...

It seems she shouldn't hope he likes someone else, so what should she hope for...?

Xu An'an's heart skipped a beat.

In an instant, all of Yan Heng's actions over this period of time connected in her mind, and countless clues all pointed to an undeniable conclusion—Yan Heng liked her.

But how is that possible?

When did it start?

She's been married for a long time, could it be that before...? But why didn't he mention it?

After filming wrapped on "The Last Goodnight", Yan Heng quickly went to England.

At the time, Xu An'an was actually quite angry. Aside from Yan Heng concealing his identity, what angered her even more was that they didn't even have a proper farewell.

Fortunately, a drama that was originally going to replace Xu An'an suddenly decided to cast her back, which allowed her to shift her focus.

Once filming started, I gradually had less time to think about him.

Aside from their meeting in Cannes, I don't recall them ever seeing each other again. The only time they talked on the phone was when Xu An'an was invited to act in "Breaking the Cocoon".

Xu An'an remembers it very clearly because it was the first New Year's Eve she and Lu Yiming spent together. Before that, they were photographed by paparazzi, which dominated the trending searches all day.

That evening, after filming wrapped up and she returned to the hotel where the film crew was staying, she received a call from Yan Heng.

Yan Heng said he had invested in a movie and invited her to act in it, but at that time, An An was already preparing for "An Qi". After a few simple pleasantries, she politely declined his offer.

After hanging up the phone, Xu An'an realized that it was Yan Heng's birthday. When she called back, she found that his phone was switched off.

They haven't been in contact since then.

Moreover, at some point, Yan Heng deleted her WeChat account.

This doesn't seem like he likes her at all...

As Xu An'an was frowning in thought, Yan Heng suddenly spoke up:

Are you hungry?

Xu An'an was startled and subconsciously turned her head, only to meet Yan Heng's gaze.

Perhaps it was psychological, but Xu An'an suddenly felt a little afraid to look directly into those dark eyes. She hurriedly looked away and said, "It's...it's alright."

Yan Heng noticed Xu An'an's evasive behavior, frowned slightly, and said nothing more.

Song Zhe, who was sitting in front, turned around and said, "President Yan, are you hungry?"

As he spoke, he handed over two elegant insulated lunch boxes, smiling as he said, "Miss Xu, please have some too. President Yan specifically asked me to get these from Hengyu. It's rush hour now, so it takes more than three hours to get to Ningcheng."

Having already said all that, it would be impolite to refuse again, so Xu An'an smiled, said thank you, and reached out to take the insulated lunchbox.

Xu An'an opened the package and found that each bowl of food contained a lot of food. She then realized that although there were two lunch boxes, they were not packed in a way that served one person. Instead, each bowl contained food for two people, with only the rice being packed separately.

Xu An'an was momentarily at a loss. Although she and Yan Heng had always eaten like this, when she learned that he might like her, she suddenly felt that this way of eating... wasn't it a bit ambiguous...?

But now that I've changed my mind, it would be too abrupt... Oh well, it's just a meal, right? I'll just treat it as a performance where I pretend I don't know anything.

Putting everything else aside, acting is Xu An'an's forte. So she laid the table in the middle of the back seat flat and casually placed six boxes of food on it.

After finishing all this, Xu An'an looked up at Yan Heng and found that he was still focused on the notebook in his hand, seemingly unaware of what was happening here.

Xu An'an hesitated for a moment, then reached out and tugged at his sleeve, saying, "Yan Heng, let's eat."

Yan Heng turned his head upon hearing the sound, his gaze lingering on her face for only 0.1 seconds before turning back, and said, "You eat first, I'll finish reading this."

Xu An'an was somewhat surprised, but inexplicably felt relieved.

She really didn't want to sit and eat with Yan Heng at this time.

"Okay, I'll eat first." Xu An'an picked up her utensils and was about to pick up some food when she suddenly remembered something. She paused for two seconds, then used a new spoon to put some of each dish into her bowl before picking up her chopsticks again, holding her bowl, and silently eating.

She thought her little actions were unnoticed, but Yan Heng, who was "focused on his work" next to her, frowned even more deeply.

Perhaps it was because the dress was too tight, or perhaps she was a little flustered, but Xu An'an didn't have much of an appetite. Even after she put down her chopsticks, Yan Heng was still working, and judging from his expression, things seemed to be quite troublesome.

It may take some more time.

Not wanting the food to get cold, Xu An'an gently put the lids back on. After doing this, she leaned back in her seat, looked out the window, and saw that the car had passed the most congested urban section and was accelerating into the highway.

As dusk fell and she watched the shadows of trees and streetlights rushing past on either side, Xu An'an suddenly felt sleepy. She slowly closed her eyes, and in the last second before falling asleep, she vaguely felt that she had forgotten something important.

When Xu An'an got up again, they were already close to the Cheng family's old house.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Then she remembered what the important thing was—she couldn't enter the banquet with Yan Heng.

Regardless, she wasn't legally divorced and was still Mrs. Lu in name only. It wouldn't look good for her to be seen with other men in this kind of situation.

If they had been innocent before, it wouldn't have mattered, but now that she knew Yan Heng's feelings, she absolutely could not condone such ambiguous behavior anymore.

"Um—" Xu An'an was about to ask the driver to stop at the intersection when she realized that Yan Heng was no longer in the car.

"Miss Xu, is there anything I can help you with?" Song Zhe turned around and asked upon hearing the voice.

Xu An'an paused, then changed the subject, asking, "Where's Yan Heng?"

Song Zhe smiled and replied, "President Yan has other plans, so he got off the car as soon as we entered Ningcheng."

Xu An'an was a little confused. Yan Heng had something to do, so why didn't he take Song Zhe with him?

Then she quickly realized that Xu An'an wasn't very familiar with the driver, and Yan Heng had left the more trustworthy Song Zhe in the car to take her home because he was afraid she would feel uneasy.

Xu An'an suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She had only asked for a ride, but she had fallen asleep and delayed someone else's business. "Then... how will he get there?"

"Miss Xu, there's no need to worry," Song Zhe said politely, turning around. "President Yan has arranged another car."

"Furthermore, Mr. Yan asked me to convey that this car is not the Yan family's official vehicle, and he has never used it for any public events, so..."

Song Zhe stopped speaking at the right moment, but Xu An'an understood what he hadn't finished saying—so she didn't need to feel guilty.

No one will gossip about seeing her get out of that car.

Xu An'an's heart skipped a beat.

It was as if a very thin string had been plucked very lightly, creating ripples that were difficult to calm.

Did Yan Heng... anticipate this all along?

He has always been independent and never cared about other people's opinions. It's incredible that someone like him would go to such lengths.

So, did he get off the train early because he really had other plans, or...?

Before Xu An'an could figure it out, the car came to a steady stop in front of a grand villa.

"Miss Xu, we've arrived at the Cheng residence."