Lu Anning had called a ride-hailing service in advance. A cool breeze blew in, making her somewhat dazed. She saw a white car approaching from a distance, with a similar license plate, and waved.

The car stopped, and Lu Anning got in. Leaning back on the seat, she subconsciously closed her eyes. "Master, let's go! Ronghua Garden."

The man turned sideways and looked back. Seeing who was coming, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his red lips raised slightly: "An Ning!"

Lu Anning perked up, opened his eyes, stared at the handsome guy in front of him, and frowned.

He was really handsome. She seemed to have seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.

"Don't you recognize me? Zhao Zheyan!"

Lu Anning suddenly realized: "You are, Zhao Zheyan!"

Lu Anning marveled, carefully examining the man before him. His long, middle-parted hair framed his handsome features. In the dim light, his eyes remained as dark and clear as ever. His black shirt was slightly open at the collar, revealing his defined collarbone. His sleeves were rolled up, revealing his muscular arms. On his wrist, a silver Patek Philippe watch occasionally gleamed with a cold gleam.

Wearing a Patek Philippe and driving an online taxi?

Lu Anning was stunned: "Did I get on the wrong bus?"

There was a burst of laughter in the car. Lu Anning was about to get out when Zhao Zheyan stopped her. "I haven't seen you in a few years. I'll give you a ride. It's not safe for a girl like you to take an online taxi at night."

"We just met, I can't treat you as a driver."

"Then come sit in the front, that's perfect, we haven't talked for a long time."

Zhao Zheyan was Lu Anning's high school classmate. After graduating from high school, everyone went their separate ways and she had no contact with other classmates. Unexpectedly, she would run into her former school idol at the gate of Yunding.

After not seeing each other for a few years, the two of them had no awkwardness and easily opened up their conversation. Lu Anning only then realized that the once taciturn Zhao Zheyan was now so talkative.

She asked curiously, "What are you doing now?"

"I just returned to China and work as a surgeon in the hospital."

Lu Anning was surprised: "You are a doctor, a surgeon at that."

She attended an aristocratic school, where every student had a family business to inherit. She had assumed Zhao Zheyan would be involved in the business world, but unexpectedly, he became a surgeon. Lu Anning's gaze fell on his slender hands, with distinct joints and neatly trimmed nails. A pair of hands like these, holding a scalpel, would be a magnificent painting.

"I remember when you were in school, you admired surgeons. Is it still the same now?"

"Ah?" Lu Anning smiled and said, "Yes! Treating illnesses and saving lives is sacred, so why not worship it? So, you've become someone I admire."

Along the way, the two chatted and laughed, and soon arrived at the gate of the community. Lu Anning didn't let him go in, and got out of the car at the gate.

At the gate of the residential complex, Zhao Zheyan stopped Lu Anning and added her contact information: "They are talking about having a class reunion. I'll call you when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll contact you then."

Lu Anning waved and went in. Zhao Zheyan looked at her graceful figure and drove away only after she walked away.

At a corner not far from the community, a white Maserati and a black Maybach passed each other, and neither car stopped.

When Tang Jingyuan passed by the gate, the security guard greeted him with a smile: "Mr. Tang, you are home! I thought you were on a business trip. Mrs. Tang just went in."

"Did she just come back?"

The security guards kept saying yes. Lu Anning had just arrived and made a scene at the police station, so the security guards knew her.

"The car that sent Mrs. Tang just left. I thought you were on a business trip and arranged a car specially for you."

Tang Jingyuan lowered his eyes, thinking of the Maserati he had just seen, whose owner was a man. He responded lightly without saying anything more.

She refused to wait for him. It turned out that someone was sending him off, so it was unnecessary for him to do so.

Not long after Lu An Ning returned, he heard a noise in the yard. He was a little surprised, thinking that he would not be back tonight. When Tang Jingyuan entered the house, Lu An Ning was about to go upstairs, and the two bumped into each other at the stairs.

Tang Jingyuan's eyebrows revealed a hint of displeasure: "Why didn't you wait for me?"

Lu Anning smiled and turned back to look him in the face. "I hate waiting for people. What if you don't come back? Will I have to wait foolishly all night?"

"Why wouldn't I come back?" Tang Jingyuan frowned and looked at her. What was going on in this woman's mind?

Lu Anning sneered: "After all, Director Ye is much more precious than me and needs more care."

Thinking of Ye Lingfei's delicate voice on the phone, Lu Anning couldn't help but feel nauseous. She couldn't do this.

Tang Jingyuan held his forehead and sighed softly: "The relationship between Ling Fei and I is not what you think."

"I understand. Who doesn't have a childhood sweetheart these days? I know my place very well and will never cross that line again. Now, I need to go upstairs to take a shower. Please make way."

Lu Anning's cold attitude gave Tang Jingyuan a headache. She was still angry about what she had said before.

"An Ning!" Tang Jingyuan stepped forward and held her. Meeting Lu An Ning's determined eyes, Tang Jingyuan seemed to be hesitant to speak.

After a while, Tang Jingyuan said, "There are some things you don't need to know."

Lu Anning curled his lips: "Yes! I don't want to know either."

After saying that, Lu Anning shook off Tang Jingyuan's hand and went straight upstairs. She didn't need to know because she was always an outsider. She naively thought she was the one who was cared for and even wanted to help him resolve his worries. It was ridiculous.