that Han is our only son. He's been managing Shengtian Company, which has become one of the top businesses in the country. Let alone being the heir, but speaking about continuing the lineage, we have..."Yang Ning..." Seeing her sincere concern for him, Yang Qingfeng felt a surge of emotion. He looked at the person in front of him, wanting to express his gratitude, but for some reason, he couldn't bring himself to speak.

If he could, he'd want to hug her right now and kiss her passionately.

It's a pity, he was ultimately too late. The woman before him had already become someone else's, and he could only watch from afar, suppressing the feelings in his heart and becoming a "heartless" friend.

Yang Qingfeng wryly curled his lips, emotions flickering in his eyes. A tenderness that burned like a thousand unspoken poems filled his chest, too delicate to be shared with his beloved. He could only recite them softly to himself in the quiet of night, seeking solace in the echo of his own love.

A few days later, Yang Ning finished recording the show completely and returned to Las Vegas again.

As the plane was about to land, she specially put on the couple items she had prepared with Yang Qingfeng. When getting off the plane, she openly showed them at the airport, not minding the various photos being taken secretly.

Originally, airports were the best places for media to chase down stories.

Yang Ning was feeling a little uneasy inside. Although she said that she didn't want to worry about An Tianxiang's feelings, she couldn't help but guess what he would think when he found out.

Anting Xiang would probably point at himself and blame himself, if that were the case, she wouldn't have much to say in her defense, she could only meekly let him vent his anger.

He absentmindedly signed a few names along the way. Yang Ning's heart was heavy, and he was just about to leave through the passage when a figure gradually approached him.

Instinctively sensing danger, Yang Ning stopped in his tracks and looked up warily at the other person. He saw a man with glasses and wearing a suit, who appeared intellectual.

Before she could even ask a question, the other party spoke first: "Ms. Yang, I'm Mr. An's secretary. His car is waiting for you at the front door."

An Tianxiang

Yang Ning was stunned for a moment, scrutinizing the unfamiliar man before him with suspicion, and inquiring dubiously, "I've never seen you before, how did you know I was here"

Upon hearing Yang Ning's question, the man was slightly surprised, as if he hadn't expected Yang Ning to ask so carefully. He chuckled lightly, with a very professional air: "This is what Mr. An instructed, you'll have to ask him when you get in the car."

Yang Ning had a headache. She wasn't ready to face that man, but now she had to.

She gritted her teeth, wanting to refuse, but the man before her, who looked like a robot, had firmly blocked her way.

With no other options, Yang Ning could only let out a long sigh and furrow his brow. He gritted his teeth and nodded resolutely: "Alright, you lead the way."

Okay, come this way.

The secretary, ignoring Yang Ning's struggling emotions, walked lightly ahead. To avoid unnecessary filming, she took Yang Ning through a special passage.

In a few minutes, Yang Ning saw An Tianxiang's car parked in the parking lot from afar.

Her heart pounded in her chest, her pulse quickening with every step she took. Her feet felt heavy, dragging her down.

Rumors about her and Yang Qingfeng had been circulating for days, and the two hadn't spoken on the phone since then. Yang Ning couldn't imagine what kind of expression An Tianxiang would have when he saw her later.

"Alright, please go in," the secretary said politely as she opened the car door for Yang Ning and led her to the Mercedes-Benz.

However, Yang Ning looked at the dimly lit interior of the car, her feet were rooted to the spot and she couldn't move an inch.

Whether it was guilt or fear, Yang Ning felt more nervous at this moment than during his job interview.

For how long Yang Ning had stood at the car door, he still showed no intention of entering. Suddenly, a cold voice came from inside the car, like a basin of cold water instantly waking Yang Ning up.

"Well, are you really going to make me drag you in"

An Tianxiang's voice was low and filled with displeasure. Yang Ning stared at his own shadow, biting his lip in silence, afraid to speak.

The wife of the cold and ruthless CEO, Gu Shao, is forced to face his dark schemes.l, you're the one. You keep coming here and disrupting my work all day long. Are you going to keep this up until I have to call the police" Shen Jue's face was stern, his expression grim and his aura...