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

As they drove into Nanshan Fengfu again, Xu An'an felt a moment of emotion.

Although I've only been away for about ten days, my state of mind has completely changed.

Nanshan Fengfu is a luxury villa community, offering a tranquil retreat amidst the bustling city center where land is incredibly valuable.

There are only seven detached villas in the entire community.

"Moonlight shines on the maple leaves and red clouds," and each character plus "garden" forms the name of each villa.

Lu Yiming bought the best-located Maple Garden as his and Xu An'an's wedding home.

Fengyuan is located a bit further inside the residential area, and I pass by Huayuan, which is near the roadside, every time I go home.

The owner of Huayuan Garden has always been a mystery; Xu An'an has lived there for five years without ever seeing him. Yet, she feels an inexplicable fondness for this complete stranger.

This was because the courtyard of Huayuan was filled with sunflowers, which were Xu An'an's favorite.

In top-tier luxury residences like Nanshan Fengfu, most people choose more expensive flowers and plants to decorate their courtyards.

Therefore, the sunflowers in Huayuan Garden seem somewhat out of place due to their simplicity.

But Xu An'an absolutely loved this vibrant golden hue.

Every time I see these sunflowers blooming brightly in the sun, even the most depressed mood will feel lighter.

The thought that she would never see these sunflowers again filled Xu An'an with a sense of reluctance.

"I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to meet the owner of this Huayuan Garden again in this lifetime..."

...

After returning home, Xu An'an looked through her belongings and realized that she didn't actually need to take much.

Aside from a few pieces of clothing that Xu An'an usually liked to wear, she didn't want to take the expensive suits and jewelry with her.

It was originally bought by Lu Yiming, and she rarely wears it anyway, so why bother making a fuss?

After packing her frequently used items, Xu An'an was pleasantly surprised to find that a small suitcase could hold them all.

After putting my suitcase away, it was completely dark outside.

Xu An'an stretched and went downstairs into the kitchen.

Using the ingredients I had at home, I made myself a very nourishing soup.

I'll be starting high-intensity work in a few days, so I need to take the time to nourish my body.

The nourishing soup would take at least an hour to simmer, so Xu An settled down and left the kitchen. She took out "Breaking the Cocoon" and curled up on the living room sofa to continue reading.

Perhaps because the afternoon had been so exciting, Xu An'an became drowsy and fell into a deep sleep after watching for a short while.

When Lu Yiming returned home, this was exactly what he saw.

Under the warm yellow light, his gentle and beautiful wife was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep.

Her undulating curves were faintly visible under the thin blanket, her long, fair legs were exposed, and her toes were rounded and slightly blushing with a shy pink.

Her long, smooth, jet-black hair was casually draped over the cushions, making her beautiful face appear even more serene.

The sound of simmering soup wafted from the kitchen, filling the air with a delightful aroma.

Lu Yiming's heart skipped a beat, and the anxiety of the past few days was soothed by this long-lost warmth.

He still remembers those most difficult years of his life, when he was filled with countless work and social engagements every day.

Every day, Xu An'an would brew a warming soup, relax on the sofa, and wait for him to come home. She wanted him to know that no matter how late it was, there would always be a light on for him.

After finishing the warm soup, Lu Yiming sighed contentedly.

He gently approached Xu An'an, intending to carry her to the bed.

With a "snap",

A document fell to the ground.

Lu Yiming was about to reach out to pick it up when he suddenly stopped.

He stared at the few lines of text on the first page of the document, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

"script......"

"Yanyu Media..."

—Yan Heng?!

Xu An'an was awakened by the noise. She opened her sleepy eyes and mumbled half-asleep, "Um, you're back."

"Just got back," Lu Yiming said, smiling at Xu An'an. "It's chilly outside, I'll carry you inside to sleep."

Xu An'an frowned, subtly dodging Lu Yiming's hand. She braced herself against the sofa and sat up on her own.

"No, I don't want to sleep."

Seeing the script fall to the ground, Xu An'an bent down to pick it up, but Lu Yiming suddenly grabbed a corner of it as she did so.

"Is this a project of the Yan family?"

"Yes." Xu An'an was somewhat puzzled by Lu Yiming's attitude.

As the CEO of Lu's Media, she receives countless collaboration offers every day. Whether seeking investment or hoping for actors from her company to star in productions, the production companies always send Xu An'an scripts.

I've never seen Lu Yiming care much about this before, so why is he suddenly so interested in it?

Lu Yiming's expression darkened slightly. After a moment's thought, he gently shook his head: "Don't cooperate with the Yan family."

"Why?" Xu An'an was even more confused.

The Lu family has always valued harmony in its dealings with outsiders, and this is the first time Lu Yiming has so clearly refused a cooperation request.

Lu Yiming's expression was complicated. "If it were the Yan family before, it wouldn't be a problem. But in recent years, Yan Zhenze has been trying to get his only son, Yan Heng, to take over all the family's affairs. This kid is young, but he's quite capable. And..."

Lu Yiming paused, a wry smile playing on his lips: "It seems like Yan Heng is deliberately trying to make things difficult for me. Whenever Lu's Group participates in a major project, he insists on taking the lead. I've tried to reconcile with him many times, but it's all been to no avail."

"His initiative to offer cooperation now is probably a trap."

Xu An'an was somewhat taken aback by Lu Yiming's words.

It wasn't that I was surprised by the irreconcilable conflict between the Yan and Lu families. Since ancient times, the business world has been like a battlefield. The market is only so big, and it's common for people to fight tooth and nail for huge profits.

As someone also in the business world, Xu An'an naturally knew that in recent years, "Little President Yan's" reputation had grown increasingly prominent.

She just hadn't expected that Yan Heng, at such a young age, could make the battle-hardened Lu Yiming so wary.

However, when it comes to suppressing the Lu family...

The companies that Xu An'an was in charge of also belonged to the Lu Group. Although they were not large in scale, they overlapped with the Yan family's businesses in some areas. So why had the Yan family never suppressed her?

Is it because you think the meat is too small and you don't like it?

Seeing that Xu An'an was frowning, Lu Yiming thought she was worried about him and couldn't help but smile.

He reached out and pinched Xu An'an's cheek, saying softly, "Alright, don't worry. Although Yan Heng is difficult to deal with, he won't get any benefits from me. Just be a good girl and stay away from the Yan family. I'll take care of everything else for you. Hmm?"

Xu An'an snapped out of her daze, turned her head away from Lu Yiming's hand, and replied somewhat awkwardly, "Oh, I know."

Then she picked up the script and said, "You go ahead and do your work, I'm going to take a shower."

She overestimated herself. After learning the truth, even with her acting skills worthy of an award-winning actress, she still found it difficult to act as if nothing had happened and get along normally with Lu Yiming under the same roof.

However, she was too deeply tied to the Lu Group, so Attorney He suggested that she complete all the resignation review procedures with the company before formally discussing divorce, so as not to alert the company and cause trouble.

Oh well, since we're here, we might as well make the best of it.

Let's focus on getting better first before thinking about anything else.

Remembering that the soup was still in the pot, Xu An'an went into the kitchen.

As soon as she opened the pot lid, Xu An'an's eyes widened in astonishment—

The pot was empty.

—Where's the soup?!

Where's my soup?!

Who drank my soup?!