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

"you!"

Lin Wan'er's eyes widened.

She never expected Xu An'an to retaliate.

For the past three months, this woman has maintained a detached and unassuming demeanor, standing beside Yiming, almost transparently docile.

Was she just pretending all along?

Lin Wan'er was about to lash out when she suddenly remembered something. She smiled and said in a sarcastic tone, "In terms of beauty, I certainly can't compare to you, Sister An'an, but—"

Lin Wan'er paused deliberately, leaned closer to Xu An'an, and smiled even more broadly, "For a woman, the most important thing is to have a man who loves her. If she can't even control her own man, isn't that too pitiful? Sister An'an, what do you think?"

Xu An'an really disliked the cloying perfume scent on Lin Wan'er, and frowned as she took a step back.

"I didn't expect Miss Lin to have such outdated values ​​at such a young age."

"But speaking of men," Xu An'an raised an eyebrow slightly, a playful smile playing on her lips, "if I remember correctly, Miss Lin's husband is still in prison, isn't he?"

Seeing Lin Wan'er's expression change, Xu An'an's smile deepened, and she continued in a pretentious tone, mimicking Lin Wan'er's, "If you're so good at managing things, why bother the police officer for help?"

Seeing Lin Wan'er with her head held high, looking like she was about to explode with anger, Xu An'an rolled her eyes speechlessly.

With such poor mental fortitude, why are you trying to act tough in front of her?

Has Lin Wan'er forgotten that Xu An'an is someone who has worked in the entertainment industry? What kind of sarcastic and veiled insults hasn't she seen before?

I learned it just by listening to it!

It's just that I don't usually bother using it.

Trying to outdo yourself in "being sarcastic"? You're really overestimating yourself.

"You!!" Lin Wan'er finally caught her breath, her mind already clouded by rage, and she yelled in a shrill voice like a shrew:

"Who do you think you are!"

"This country bumpkin has latched onto a higher branch, and now it really thinks it's become a phoenix?"

"How dare a lowly actress criticize me?"

Seeing Lin Wan'er's crazy state, Xu An'an knew that arguing any further would only be a waste of time.

I was about to leave when I glanced at a familiar Maybach slowly approaching the parking lot.

Recalling Lin Wan'er's various provocations over the past few months, Xu An'an narrowed her eyes and then made a bold decision.

She subtly moved half a step to the side.

Years of shooting experience have ingrained her sensitivity to angles into her very being.

Xu An'an's mocking expression vanished, replaced by the most gentle and virtuous look: "Sister Wan'er is right. How could an ordinary commoner like me dare to act arrogantly in front of the esteemed Second Miss Lin?"

She affectionately took Lin Wan'er's hand, but her words were venomous:

"It's all my fault for not having the thick skin of Miss Lin. She's truly surpassed her mother! Not only does Miss Lin like to find men for herself like your mother, but she also likes to claim fathers for herself!"

Seeing Lin Wan'er trembling with anger, a sly glint flashed in Xu An'an's eyes.

Going a step further, she whispered in Lin Wan'er's ear, "Is it true, a bastard child?"

——Boom!

The taut string in the air was snapped invisibly.

Unable to control her anger any longer, Lin Wan'er raised her hand to slap Xu An'an.

Xu An'an didn't flinch at all, but simply lowered her head resignedly, a faint smile playing on her lips.

—The next second,

My wrist, which was hanging in mid-air, was suddenly grabbed.

Lu Yiming's deep voice sounded from behind Lin Wan'er:

"Lin Wan'er, what are you doing?!"

Upon hearing Lu Yiming's voice, Lin Wan'er subconsciously turned around, her eyes filled with resentment that she hadn't had time to conceal, and Lu Yiming took them all in.

Lu Yiming frowned unhappily, shook off Lin Wan'er's hand, and stood in front of Xu An'an.

Lin Wan'er snapped out of her daze and hurriedly explained, "No, Brother Yiming—"

"It's not Miss Lin's fault," Xu An'an suddenly spoke up, interrupting Lin Wan'er, "it's my fault."

"?" Lin Wan'er looked surprised.

Xu An'an's eyes instantly reddened. She bit her lower lip and looked up at Lu Yiming through her thick eyelashes. She choked out, "There might be some misunderstanding between Miss Lin and me. If hitting me can make Miss Lin feel better... then it's nothing."

Seeing that Lu Yiming's brows were even more furrowed, Xu An'an stepped forward slightly.

"Yiming," she said, extending her slender fingers and tugging at the hem of Lu Yiming's sharp suit jacket, her demeanor gentle and charming, "I know the Lin and Lu families have always been on good terms, and I don't want to put you in a difficult position..."

After speaking, she gently lowered her head, revealing her delicate and slender neck.

Xu An'an knew, of course, that from this perspective, she appeared most vulnerable and pitiful, which was also what aroused a man's protective instincts.

Sure enough, Lu Yiming's eyes showed tenderness, and he reached out to pull Xu An'an into his arms.

Xu An'an feigned reluctance, and as she turned her gaze, a full tear slid down her delicate cheek, landing squarely on Lu Yiming's outstretched hand.

Lu Yiming's heart softened even more as his tears burned his skin.

He leaned down to wipe away Xu An'an's tears and said gently, "An'an, don't talk nonsense. With me here, no one will dare to touch you."

After saying that, Lu Yiming turned his head, frowned, and looked at Lin Wan'er, whose eyes were full of jealousy, just about to say something.

But seeing Lin Wan'er's slightly protruding belly, he paused for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "Wan'er, you need to be careful what you do. An'an is my wife, and also the CEO of several businesses within the Lu Group. If something like this happens again, don't blame me for not showing any mercy!"

Lin Wan'er wanted to argue further, but Lu Yiming silenced her with a single look, leaving her no choice but to swallow her anger.

Xu An'an raised an eyebrow and smiled gently at Lin Wan'er, whose eyes were practically spitting fire.

That's hilarious, trying to compare acting skills with an award-winning actress?

When it comes to acting, Xu An'an is the real professional!

Ignoring Lin Wan'er, Lu Yiming turned around, hugged Xu An'an, and ruffled her hair. "An'an, you've come to see Grandma again? How is she?"

Xu An'an shifted her body slightly, looking a little awkward. "It's fine."

"When did you return to Fengcheng? Why didn't you go home?"

"Oh, I came back last night. It was too late and I didn't want to bother you, so I stayed at Xiaohan's house."

Not wanting to get too close to Lu Yiming, Xu An'an subtly broke free from his embrace. "By the way, what are you doing here?"

Xu An'an asked casually, but she felt Lu Yiming pause, and Lin Wan'er also seemed a little flustered.

Xu An'an glanced at Lin Wan'er's lower abdomen out of the corner of her eye and instantly understood.

Yunxi Garden is not only the most upscale sanatorium in Fengcheng, but also the most prestigious maternity care center in Fengcheng.

Xu An'an sneered silently. She thought, "He wants to put his mistress here? Isn't Lu Yiming afraid he'll find out?"

Or is it that Lu Yiming simply enjoys this kind of excitement?

"It's nothing," Lu Yiming said, regaining his composure first. "The Lin family has recently been thinking about developing the elderly care industry, so I brought Wan'er here to do some research."

"Oh," Xu An'an didn't bother to expose her. She was already exhausted today and just wanted to go home and lie down. "Then you guys continue, I'm leaving first."

Just as she was about to turn around and get into the car, Lu Yiming grabbed her arm.

"An'an, now that you're back, why don't you come home tonight?"

Xu An'an paused slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Okay."

With less than ten days until her departure, and some necessary documents still at home, she really should go back and pack her things.

With a roar of the engine, the burgundy Porsche drew a graceful arc and steadily drove out of the parking lot.

Watching the car completely disappear from sight, Lu Yiming spoke calmly, his voice filled with displeasure: "Wan'er, I've told you, you can't come to Yunxi Garden."

"But, Brother Yiming..."

"—No buts," Lu Yiming said coldly to Lin Wan'er, his usual gentle and refined demeanor gone. "I will arrange what you want, but you must not appear in any of the places An'an goes in the future."

Lin Wan'er's belly grew bigger day by day, and he absolutely could not allow Xu An'an to find out.

Lin Wan'er was taken aback, then lowered her head.

"Understood, Yiming."

Under the dim streetlights, the pent-up resentment distorted her face.