"Didn't you see everything?"

Tang Jingyuan's eyes dodged slightly, trying to make himself look as confident as possible.

Lu Anning sneered: "Tang Jingyuan, I was hit by a car and my bones were broken, not my brain."

Although he didn't know why he refused to tell the truth, Lu Anning couldn't control his anger and was angry at his lack of honesty.

She suddenly exerted force, using both her hands and feet. Tang Jingyuan was caught off guard and was kicked off the bed by Lu Anning. She was startled and instinctively wanted to ask, but when she remembered his concealment, her anger suddenly rose. She snorted coldly, turned over, and slept back on the edge of the bed.

She didn't think about arguing, and of course she didn't think about letting it go.

Tang Jingyuan looked at the angry person with his back to him, sighed helplessly, and did not delve into the issue.

He lay down aside, looking at Lu Anning's back, his heart aching. His outstretched hand stopped in mid-air and then returned to its original place.

The night was very quiet, and Lu Anning had no idea when she fell asleep. This time, her sleep was particularly restless. In her strange dreams, she repeatedly saw a woman standing in the thick fog, provoking her. Standing next to her was Tang Jingyuan.

However, he looked so cold, as if he had never known me. No matter how I called him, he didn't respond.

Lu Anning woke up from her dream, and it was already noon. She subconsciously glanced at the seat beside her, but no one was there, and the seat was cold.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead, still feeling exhausted. Her body was sticky, and she couldn't lie down any longer, so she simply got up and took a hot bath to clear her mind.

When she went downstairs, she happened to see Tang Jingyuan wearing a pink apron and busy in the kitchen. There were delicious foods on the table, all of which were her favorites.

Lu Anning curled the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

After a while, Tang Jingyuan came out of the kitchen with dishes and talked to Lu Anning as if nothing had happened.

"Are you awake? Are you hungry? Come and eat. I cooked the food myself today."

Lu Anning drank some water, glanced at it, and responded lightly.

She naturally wouldn't let her stomach suffer. No matter how upset she was, she still had to eat and couldn't neglect what she had to do.

The two sat opposite each other, Tang Jingyuan helped Lu Anning pick up food from time to time. She glanced at him and said "thank you" politely and distantly.

"My injury has healed, I can do it myself."

Tang Jingyuan paused and asked, "Are you still angry?"

Lu Anning glanced up at him, her expression dull. She didn't respond and lowered her head to eat her meal. Tang Jingyuan felt like he had punched cotton. He felt depressed and uncomfortable, but he had no way to deal with her.

During the meal, neither of them spoke again, and the only sound in the restaurant was the slight clinking of dishes and chopsticks.

After finishing his meal, Lu An Ning put away his dishes and went upstairs. Being idle always reminds people of unpleasant things, so Lu An Ning chose to keep himself busy.

The sun was shining brightly today. Lu Anning took his notebook to the tea table in the living room and began to process the accumulated work documents.

After a while, Tang Jingyuan came over with some cut fruit and sat down next to her.

"Ningning, let's talk, okay?"

Lu Anning slowly stopped what she was doing and looked up at Tang Jingyuan: "Are you ready to tell the truth?"

This question made Tang Jingyuan's words come back.

"I am indeed hiding something from you, but it's definitely not what you think. I hope you can give me some trust and some time to deal with it. Once the matter is resolved, I will definitely tell you the truth."

He didn't like the cold war, and he didn't want to see his wife sulking. However, in the current situation, telling her the truth would not do her any good.

Lu Anning looked at Tang Jingyuan carefully and thought for a while: "Is there any danger?"

Tang Jingyuan frowned and nodded helplessly: "I don't want you to take risks again."

Lu An Ning vaguely guessed something. Could it be that the woman last night was related to the person behind Bai Lu?

Tang Jingyuan didn't want to say it, and Lu Anning didn't want to force him.

She knew that the man in front of her was unlikely to cheat on her, but it was very likely that he would take the risk alone.

"Can you guarantee that you will not be in danger?"

Tang Jingyuan smiled and nodded: "I promise, I will not let myself get hurt."

"Is it related to the note from the other day?"

Tang Jingyuan was silent, and Lu Anning immediately had the answer in his mind.

"Alright! I won't force you now. However, I hope that in the future, if anything happens, you won't ask Fang Le and Zhou Yao to lie to me together. And you guys can come up with such an excuse when our online relationship failed in person."

Tang Jingyuan couldn't help laughing: "So you're not angry anymore?"

"I would rather we face things together instead of you bearing it all alone. I'm angry because you lied to me."

"There won't be a next time. I promise!"

Lu Anning didn't delve into the matter any further. As for the truth that Tang Jingyuan had concealed, she thought she had already guessed half of it. Thinking of the previous car accident, Lu Anning was still frightened. At this time, she really couldn't take any more risks.

This time, the situation was far more dangerous than before, and beyond her current capabilities. In this situation, protecting herself was the best option.

As for the truth, there will naturally be professionals to investigate, and she just needs to try her best to cooperate with them when they need her.

Tang Jingyuan called the old man to explain, but the old man didn't ask much and just told them to take care of themselves.

After a month-long break, Lu Anning returned to work, feeling incredibly refreshed. Zhong Ling finally met her boss and burst into tears.

During the hug, Lu Anning caught a glimpse of the coffee bag on Zhong Ling's desk and was attracted by the coffee shop's logo.

The black roses slowly bloomed, reminding her of the note she saw in the hospital.