Lu Anning looked at the water in front of him, twitched his lips, and did not take it.

"Why should I get used to it? You're Ye Lingfei's childhood friends. Just because you indulge her bad temper doesn't mean I have to give in to her. It turns out that the cold-faced King of Hell isn't absolutely fair either."

Pushing the water away, Lu An Ning stood up and looked at Xiang Yang with sarcasm in his eyes.

When she first arrived at the company, her colleagues said that he was a cold-faced devil who never took sides. But today, she saw Xiang Yang favoring Ye Lingfei.

She did it herself and tortured her body to gain sympathy. Why should she ask me to indulge her?

Xiang Yang held the bottle of mineral water with a complicated expression. He thought about what Lu An Ning had just said, and his face looked a little ugly.

"Jing Yuan will not cut off contact with Ling Fei just because of you. You are Jing Yuan's wife. If you are too greedy, you will be the one who suffers in the end."

Lu Anning sneered: "Thank you for the advice, Vice President Xiang. I know exactly what I am doing. If there is nothing else, I will go back to the company first."

Xiang Yang glanced at the scorching sun outside and kindly reminded: "The sun is too toxic, I'll give you a ride."

"No need! I'm not as precious as Miss Ye." Lu An Ning didn't even turn her head, leaving behind a word and walked into the scorching sun. Xiang Yang's words made her even more angry.

Xiang Yang stood there with a frown, looking at the slightly cool water in his hands, his eyes full of confusion.

Could it be that he was wrong to come and enlighten Lu An Ning just now?

He didn't know what was good for him! What he said was the truth. She was alone. If she lost Tang Jingyuan's protection, the Ye family would crush her to death as easily as crushing an ant. Why would they make things difficult for her?

Lu Anning walked quickly out of the hospital. The sun was blazing, and it was already noon. Unable to get a taxi, Lu Anning walked a long way under the scorching sun to the nearest subway station. He hurried back to the office. Perhaps because of the heat, Lu Anning had no appetite and fell asleep at his workstation.

During this sleep, she felt groggy, with a lot of noise in her ears and a cold wind blowing in from time to time. She curled up into a ball and couldn't open her eyes. It was Zhong Ling who forced her to wake up.

"Team Leader Lu, you're so hot!"

Lu Anning had a fever, and Zhong Ling sent her to the hospital. Then she received a call from home saying that her mother had a stomachache and was in another hospital.

Lu Anning forced himself to let Zhong Ling leave: "It's just a slight fever. We're already in the hospital. Go take care of your own business!"

She tried to force a smile, but she didn't realize how ugly her face looked at the moment. After a while, Zhong Ling's phone rang again. She had no choice but to leave first and told Lu An Ning to be careful.

Lu Anning went to the emergency room in a daze and fell asleep again while waiting for his turn.

When she opened her eyes again, she was lying in the observation room with an IV drip. Zhao Zheyan was leaning back in the nursing chair next to her with his eyes closed, resting. He looked clean and handsome in his white clothes.

Seeing Lu An Ning wake up, Zhao Zheyan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're finally awake. Drink some water!" Zhao Zheyan handed the straw to Lu An Ning, his eyes filled with unconcealable heartache.

Lu Anning felt much more comfortable after the warm water went down his throat: "I'm fine."

"Are you okay? Did you know that your fever was 40 degrees Celsius and you fell asleep sitting in the chair? How come you came to the hospital without anyone by your side? Your husband... doesn't he care whether you live or die?"

When asked this, Zhao Zheyan's brows were twisted into a knot.

If a colleague hadn't recognized Lu Anning and notified him to come over in time, she would still be alone now.

Lu Anning forced a smile: "He... is busy."

Busy taking care of his little childhood sweetheart!

"No matter how busy he is, he can't ignore you. After all, you are his wife." Zhao Zheyan said, and when he saw Lu An Ning didn't answer, he fell silent.

After a long silence, Zhao Zheyan sighed, "Sorry! I was too anxious just now. It's been hot lately, and you have a heat cold caused by heatstroke. You need to pay more attention and take good care of yourself."

"I'm sorry to bother you again."

"It's awkward to tell me this. From now on, you can always come to me if you need anything."

Lu Anning smiled faintly, and the observation room fell silent again. Perhaps too tired, she fell asleep without realizing it. When she woke up, the IV had finished, and Zhao Zheyan was helping her apply pressure to the wound.

Lu An Ning had no appetite, so Zhao Zheyan packed a bowl of century egg and lean meat porridge for her on the way back and told her to eat it later.

This time, the car drove to the doorstep. Zhao Zheyan looked at the luxurious villa in front of him and frowned.

Is this what's trapped her?

Lu Anning was about to say goodbye to Zhao Zheyan when a car headlight glared in the distance and drove straight towards them.

It’s Tang Jingyuan’s car!

It’s so late, and he just came back from Ye Lingfei?

The car stopped in front of her, and Lu Anning just hid her thoughts. She saw Tang Jingyuan with a cold face, looking back and forth between her and Zhao Zheyan. His posture was like someone who caught someone cheating.

Tang Jingyuan got out of the car and looked at Zhao Zheyan with a half-smile: "Wife, wouldn't you like to introduce me?"

Lu Anning was choked by the sudden address and laughed awkwardly twice: "This is my high school classmate, Zhao Zheyan. This is my husband, Tang Jingyuan!"

Zhao Zheyan came forward, and as the two men looked at each other, Lu Anning vaguely felt that the air pressure around them suddenly dropped.

"Are you An Ning's husband?" Zhao Zheyan chuckled. "That's all! Mr. Tang, let's talk alone."

"Okay." Tang Jingyuan agreed and pushed Lu Anning into the house: "I want to talk to your classmates."

Lu Anning sensed the tension between the two, and worry flashed in her eyes. But Zhao Zheyan also asked her to leave, so Lu Anning had no choice but to go in.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, she looked at the two figures from afar, praying in her heart that they would not take action.

The next moment, Zhao Zheyan punched Tang Jingyuan in the face.