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

Xu An'an's words were like a bucket of ice water poured over her head.

Lu Yiming regained a bit of his senses and gradually realized what he had done in a moment of impulsiveness.

"I'm sorry, An'an."

He propped himself up, his voice trembling, "I didn't mean to hurt you, but you can't—"

"There's nothing I can't do."

Xu An'an interrupted him, "Lu Yiming, I'm not joking about divorce with you. From now on, please remember this: whoever I kiss or sleep with has absolutely nothing to do with you."

"An'an!" Lu Yiming couldn't stand her tone anymore. "Don't say things in anger!"

"This isn't just said in anger!"

"Don't you understand?" Xu An'an leaned down, looked into his eyes, and said, word by word:

"Lu Yiming, I don't love you anymore."

These words were like an icicle, piercing straight into Lu Yiming's heart.

He froze completely.

His blood seemed to freeze instantly, and he even thought he was hallucinating.

Don't love him anymore?

How is that possible?

How could An An not love him?

Lu Yiming opened his mouth, wanting to say "You're lying to me," but his throat felt like it was blocked by something, and he couldn't squeeze out a single word.

If he was angry just now, now he is only filled with fear.

A fear I'd never experienced before, a fear that seeped into my very bones.

They had been together for five years, and he knew Xu An'an's body all too well.

No matter how much they argued or gave each other the silent treatment, as long as he forcefully got into her bed, it wouldn't be long before she would melt into a puddle of spring water and softly fall into his arms.

That was a woman's surrender to her lover in court.

But just now, he clearly felt that submission... was gone.

This was the first time Lu Yiming had realized this.

Xu An'an really doesn't love him anymore.

This realization repeatedly struck Lu Yiming's nerves.

He was like a child who had lost his candy; all his dignity and pretense had vanished.

"An'an, please don't stop loving me..." He mechanically knelt on the ground, moved to Xu An'an's side on his knees, and hugged her legs.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong. From now on, I will never contact Lin Wan'er again. I don't want that child anymore. I promise. An'an, I love you. Come home with me, let's be like before, okay?"

"Don't leave me... I can't live without you..."

Xu An'an had never seen Lu Yiming so out of control.

He was kneeling on the ground in a hospital gown, his hair disheveled, his eyes red, tears streaming down his cheeks, and his amber eyes bloodshot.

In the period immediately following her discovery of Lu Yiming's infidelity, Xu An'an had fantasized countless times about this scenario—she wanted to make him feel pain, to see him cry, and to make him kneel on the ground in repentance.

But when that day finally came, she felt no joy whatsoever.

She sighed softly and bent down to help Lu Yiming up.

"Lu Yiming," she looked at him calmly, "there's more to our relationship than just Lin Wan'er."

"I only realized this recently," she said, handing him a tissue, "that you don't love me as much as you think."

Just as Lu Yiming was about to deny it, Xu An'an gestured for him to be quiet.

She picked up her phone and glanced at the time—it was already past midnight. She shook her head regretfully and asked him, "Do you know what day it is today?"

"......today?"

Lu Yiming's mind went blank. He frantically searched his memory—October 5th wasn't an anniversary, it wasn't a holiday, and it wasn't the day they first met...

Seeing Lu Yiming's blank expression, Xu An'an curled the corners of her lips and answered herself:

Today is my birthday.

Lu Yiming was stunned.

Birthday?

Is it An'an's birthday?

His mind was buzzing, and his voice was filled with obvious panic, "But you never—"

"Yes, I never celebrate my birthday."

Xu An'an nodded: "But have you thought about why? It's because this time of year is the busiest time for the group. You have to fly to branches all over the country for financial report meetings. I don't want to distract you at this time because of my birthday."

"But Lu Yiming," she paused, her voice carrying a calm coolness, "even if I don't celebrate my birthday, would someone who truly loves you forget her birthday?"

Lu Yiming opened his mouth, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, before finally managing to squeeze out, "I'm sorry, An'an... I'll remember in the future. I thought you really didn't want to celebrate your birthday; you've never told me you wanted to, so I..."

His voice trailed off, realizing his reason was flimsy, but he couldn't help adding, "But that doesn't mean anything... I just... thought you didn't care about these things..."

"What you're saying doesn't mean anything," Xu An'an said again. "Okay, the seafood rice you brought to the set last time was expensive and hard to find. But do you remember I'm allergic to seafood?"

Seeing Lu Yiming's stunned expression, Xu An'an shook her head: "Not to mention snooker."

"Lu Yiming, I won three Best Actress awards, one domestic and one international, for the film 'Green Velvet.' Back then, many media outlets interviewed me about my acting career, and the fact that I practiced snooker for six months was even used as a publicity stunt and trended on social media for a whole day—if you wanted to follow my news, you would know these things. But you didn't even put in that much effort..."

"If you truly love me, wouldn't you be even a little bit curious about my past?"

"An'an..." Lu Yiming wanted to explain further.

But Xu An'an didn't give him any chance.

"Lu Yiming, you don't love me. You only love the good things I do for you and the sacrifices I make. But have you ever considered that a marriage requires the effort of both people?"

"In these four years of marriage, I've tried countless times to comfort you, saying you're just too busy. You're carrying such a large company on your own, you're already exhausted enough, I shouldn't bother you with these trivial matters. It's okay if you forget your birthday, it's okay if you miss your anniversary, I can understand if you work late and don't reply to messages,"

"Lu Yiming, I've already lowered my expectations of you to the bare minimum—as long as you're loyal, as long as you still care about this family, I can tolerate everything else..."

"But what did you do?" Xu An'an couldn't help but sneer.

"You can't even give me the most basic loyalty!"

"So, Lu Yiming,"

This time, I've really decided to leave you.

......

It was nearly 1 a.m. when Xu An'an walked out of the hospital building.

She rubbed her sore eyes, feeling that her physical strength was nearing its limit.

If it weren't for what just happened, she really wanted to just stay in Lu Yiming's hospital room for the night, instead of having to take a taxi back to the hotel in the middle of the night.

She should have listened to Yan Heng. If she had known Lu Yiming was really faking his illness, she would already be in her second deep sleep at the hotel.

Thinking of Yan Heng, she felt a moment of unease. She had actually regretted slapping him back then.

Perhaps because she is a Libra, Xu An'an has always valued fairness.

Come to think of it, she was the one who broke the balance between them first. The night before she left, she was the one who seduced him but remained silent, and now she's physically assaulting him because of a kiss from Yan Heng…

Yan Heng will probably be angry.

Should I send him a WeChat message to apologize?

She glanced at her phone—never mind.

It's already this late, he should be asleep by now. Let's talk about it later.

Xu An'an stood in front of the empty gate, speechless.

Does Milan, such a big city, have no nightlife?

Why can't I hail a car these days?

She walked out onto the street, hoping to find a taxi that was still operating, when she caught a glimpse of a familiar sports car out of the corner of her eye—

It's the Ferrari that Yan Heng has been driving these past few days.

Did he leave without a car?

Xu An'an approached with a puzzled look.

The one-way black window provided excellent light blocking in the night, and she couldn't see what was inside even when she was half a meter away.

She went around to the other side, only to find that the car window on the other side was open.

And in the driver's seat, someone was sleeping.