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

Lin Wan'er was completely stunned.

For a moment, she couldn't believe what she had heard.

"Go to America?" she repeated hesitantly.

"Mm." Lu Yiming nodded.

"I've thought about it. Your belly is getting bigger every day, and it's not convenient for you to stay here with so many people watching."

He paused, then added, "Don't worry, I'll take care of everything in America. You can just go there and stay there, do whatever you want. You don't need to worry about the Lin family either. Wan'er, I'm only thinking about your reputation."

For the sake of reputation...

Lin Wan'er's fingers slowly tightened.

It was clearly Yiming who said it wasn't safe outside and that he would feel safer having the baby within his sphere of influence.

How come everything changed after my trip to Milan?

It must be Xu An'an!

She forced Yiming to send her away!

She said that Xu An'an's sudden proposal of divorce was a calculated move to eliminate her by feigning retreat.

That bitch, always putting on an aloof act like she doesn't care about anything, but in reality she's so scheming...

We must not let her succeed.

Lin Wan'er bit her lip, and when she looked up again, she had put on a gentle and charming expression: "Brother Yiming, actually I've been thinking about this for the past few days, I should have left here a long time ago."

Lu Yiming was surprised that she accepted it so easily, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows to look at her.

Lin Wan'er blinked her pitiful, tearful eyes. "I know we've wronged Sister An'an. But I've never asked for anything... Uncle Lu and Aunt Lu have passed away. I just wanted there to be one more relative in this world who shares the same bloodline. If it weren't for that, how could I have become like this?"

Lu Yiming's expression trembled.

Lin Wan'er's words truly hit the nail on the head.

He has no blood relatives left in this world, and An'an has a poor constitution and is not good at having children. This child is his only blood connection.

Looking at Lin Wan'er's oversized dress, which she wore to conceal her figure, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Lin Wan'er saw all of this, and then sniffed.

"But I never expected Sister An'an to find out, much less that she would actually file for divorce. Brother Yiming, she should know how much impact the president's marriage has on the group's development... I never intended to disturb your lives. If I had known it would turn out this way, I shouldn't have kept this child!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Lin Wan'er burst into tears.

Seeing her crying so sadly, Lu Yiming couldn't bear it and realized that he had spoken too harshly.

He never doubted Wan'er's feelings for him. Although she was naturally clumsy, she was very innocent; otherwise, she wouldn't have...

Recalling what happened back then, Lu Yiming frowned, feeling even more indebted to Lin Wan'er.

It is indeed somewhat inhumane to send her to a foreign country alone to give birth this month.

"Alright, Wan'er, stop talking nonsense."

He walked to Lin Wan'er's side, gently patted her back, and softened his voice, "This is not your fault."

"There's no rush to go abroad. I'm telling you this now so you can prepare in advance, not so you have to leave right away... Okay, sweetie, stop crying, it's not good for the child."

"You're going to be a mother soon, be strong, okay?"

Lin Wan'er then stopped crying slightly and turned to bury her face in Lu Yiming's arms.

Lu Yiming frowned impatiently, patted her back perfunctorily twice, and then pulled her away from his arms: "I'm tired today, you should go home and rest too."

He paused, then added, "Now that you're pregnant, you shouldn't be going out so much."

"...I understand, Yiming-ge."

As soon as Lin Wan'er came out of the master bedroom, her expression changed instantly.

It's said that men are most easily moved when they're sick. She had calculated this before dragging her suitcase over today, intending to use taking care of Yiming as an excuse to stay overnight. But who knew he would push her further away?

What is so special about Xu An'an that makes Yiming so obsessed with her?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, and Lin Wan'er kicked the huge suitcase hard.

Unexpectedly, the kick was too forceful, and the four nimble wheels, carrying the box, crashed straight into the sofa in the center of the living room.

With a "bang," the single sofa was knocked and moved.

Lin Wan'er was startled. She went over to straighten the sofa, but then noticed a strange thing pressing down on one corner of it.

The small, sticky bag looked like it was covered in a layer of cream that had been dried for who knows how long.

Inside the bag, there looked like a piece of paper folded several times.

She suppressed her nausea and picked up the bag, tearing it open.

It really was just a piece of paper. Why hide it in the bag?

She unfolded the paper, and the moment she saw the contents, her pupils contracted sharply.

This is an ultrasound report.

Patient's signature: Xu An'an.

Xu An'an is pregnant?!

How is that possible?

Just as Lin Wan'er was about to check the date, she heard Lu Yiming's footsteps coming from upstairs.

"Wan'er, what was that sound just now?"

"Oh, it's nothing!"

Lin Wan'er quickly stuffed the ultrasound report into her bag, calmed herself down, and said, "I accidentally dropped the suitcase. Yiming, you should go back and rest. I'm leaving now."

......

Xu An'an, far away in Bincheng, was unaware that her secret had been discovered.

When she left Maple Garden, she did look for the list carefully, but she couldn't find it even after searching every corner of the living room.

She subconsciously assumed that the inconspicuous bill had been thrown away by the cleaning lady along with the cream scattered on the floor.

After all, she had dressed up so meticulously and put in a lot of effort, all to give Lu Yiming a birthday surprise.

And the final result is so ironic.

However, Xu An'an no longer cares about these things.

She only cares about acting.

After returning from Milan, she devoted herself entirely to the role of Chen Nian.

Every day, I go between the film set and home, without a single extra thought.

Yan Heng kept his promise and did not mention what had happened in Milan again.

However, he's been going to the film set a lot lately. Unless he's on a business trip, he comes almost every day to "check on the progress." As a result, all the staff on the set have been feeling inexplicably tense lately.

However, as time went on, everyone gradually realized that President Yan wasn't as scary as they thought.

Every time he came, he would just sit quietly next to the director's monitor and watch the screen. After everyone finished work, he would take the actress, who happened to be "on the way" with him, home.

Xu An'an accepted this calmly.

Since she had promised Yan Heng that she would no longer avoid him, she wouldn't go back on her word. Besides, she had been getting along very well with Yan Heng lately, as if she had returned to the feeling of several years ago.

This comfortable relationship greatly nourished her spirit, allowing her to endure more than ten days of grueling and painful acting.

The final, intense emotional scene has finally been filmed.

Xu An'an was in excellent form today. Her superb acting skills not only moved the staff on set, but also brought tears to the eyes of many extras who didn't need to shed tears.

These kinds of scenes are the most mentally taxing for actors. When filming wrapped up, Shao Feng made a last-minute decision to give the crew a day off so everyone could relax and unwind that night.

"Sister An'an!"

A hand landed on Xu An'an's shoulder from behind. "What are your plans for tonight?"

The speaker was Xia Xingyao, the actress who replaced Ye Ruyan as her younger sister in the movie.

The girl is only in her early twenties, beautiful and cute, and has a very straightforward personality.

Xu An'an liked her very much.

"I haven't made any plans." Xu An'an squeezed her hand. "I'm getting old, and I'm eager to go home and sleep."

"No, please!" Xia Xingyao pleaded, pulling on her hand. "It's a rare day when we don't have to get up early to do our makeup, let's not waste it!"

She leaned close to Xu An'an's ear and whispered, "I heard there's a new club in Bincheng recently, and the quality of the models there is amazing! An'an, come check it out with me~"

Xu An'an's eyes widened.

Is the model... a male model?

She is actually a rather old-fashioned and conservative person.

Although I've heard about the booming male sex economy in recent years, I've never actually experienced it myself.

But male models... to put it bluntly, are just good-looking men.

It might seem interesting to others, but what appeal could it have for those who are used to seeing top celebrities?

Xu An'an poked Xia Xingyao's cheek: "You see so many handsome guys on set every day, haven't you had enough yet?"

"You don't understand."

Xia Xingyao raised an eyebrow mysteriously. "Being handsome is just the minimum requirement. The real core competitiveness of a model is emotional value!"

"Emotional value?"

"Let's go, Sister An'an!"

Xia Xingyao put her arm around Xu An'an's shoulder and walked out. "Today I'll show you what true emotional value is."