Sober and beautiful, my husband and son begged for my forgiveness on their knees.

Ning Yao was worried that the Lin family would cause trouble for her because of Lin Yiyi, but she didn't see any of the Lin family members by the end of the banquet.

Lu Jingmo, on the other hand, had been giving her the cold shoulder ever since they started in the garden.

Ning Yao ignored him, knowing that she couldn't get a taxi at the private villa, and silently followed him into the car and left.

She probably hadn't slept all night, and now, as the vehicle swayed, she started to doze off.

The atmosphere inside the car was extremely tense.

Even Yang Qian in the front seat could feel the powerful resentment emanating from the BOSS, and couldn't help but steal a glance at Ning Yao in the rearview mirror, wanting to hint at something to her.

"Concentrate on driving."

Lu Jingmo's voice, neither too loud nor too soft, echoed in the car.

Yang Qian quickly looked away and focused on driving.

Lu Jingmo turned his head to look at Ning Yao. The streetlights outside cast shadows on her face, outlining a soft and delicate contour, making her features appear even more gentle and charming.

It was as if she was still the gentle and obedient little wife who waited for him in the villa.

His indifferent expression softened unconsciously, and his hand unconsciously rose to rest on her face, wanting to relive the delicate touch from before.

But then a scene flashed before her eyes: her exchanging glances with Zhong Yunche in the garden.

The gentleness in his eyes shattered instantly, like a lake surface struck by a stone, sending a chill through the air.

"Mr. Lu, shall we take Miss Ning back to her apartment, or back to your villa?"

"Back to the villa."

Soon, the vehicle arrived at Lu Jingmo's hilltop villa.

Lu Jingmo ignored Ning Yao and got out of the car, walking straight into the villa without even closing the door.

Yang Qian was at a loss. He wanted to wake Ning Yao, but that wouldn't be appropriate. He wanted to call out to the BOSS, but he didn't dare. His face was full of conflicting emotions.

Just then, Ning Yao, who was fast asleep, suddenly coughed lightly, as if she had been chilled by the night breeze blowing into the car.

Lu Jingmo, who had already climbed the steps, seemed to be paused. He stood there stiffly for a while before turning back angrily.

He swept his cold gaze over Yang Qian, "Are you made of wood? Don't you know how to close the car door?"

Yang Qian: "..."

This is displaced anger!

But before he could even complain in his mind, he was astonished to see his proud and arrogant boss actually bend down and hug Ning Yao, who was still fast asleep.

Although his face looked terrible, he moved very carefully.

"Come pick me up on time tomorrow morning."

Lu Jingmo left after saying those words, his steps flowing smoothly and steadily without any hesitation.

"Young Master." The butler, hearing the commotion, immediately came out and saw his young master embracing a woman—no, Ning Yao—his face full of surprise. "You really are..."

"You don't need to worry about it." Lu Jingmo subconsciously walked upstairs, but after a few steps, he realized they were already divorced, and turned to ask the housekeeper, "Were the guest rooms prepared?"

The butler nodded hurriedly.

Lu Jingmo walked down calmly and carried Ning Yao into the guest room.

The butler had already seen Ning Yao's face clearly, but he still couldn't help rubbing his eyes to make sure this wasn't a dream.

Didn't the young master and Ning Yao get divorced?

Why is it sticky again now?

Although he was puzzled, he knew that this was not something he could interfere with.

Lu Jingmo gently placed Ning Yao on the bed. Just as he was about to leave, he saw Ning Yao roll over and hug the blanket.

A beautiful, slender leg, hidden by the hem of her skirt, lay there starkly on the bed.

Slender and straight, white and tender.

A surge of heat rose from my lower abdomen and began to spread throughout my body.

Lu Jingmo was first shocked, then turned around and left angrily.

He could never have feelings for a fickle and easily tempted woman like Ning Yao!

Early in the morning, Lu Mingjin got up on time and went downstairs. She immediately saw that there were three bowls and chopsticks set on the dining table.

He thought it was Ning Yan who had come, and immediately became somewhat sullen.

My aunt always says she's coming to visit him, but she always ends up asking about my dad.

He... doesn't like his aunt anymore.

But when he thought about how good his aunt had been to him before, he realized that it was wrong of him to think that way.

"Young master, breakfast is ready. Please go to the guest room to have your meal."

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingjin's eyes widened in shock. "My aunt stayed at my house last night?"

The butler was taken aback by his question.

When did he say that?

Lu Mingjin's face turned slightly pale. Although he had said before that he wanted his aunt to be his mother, those were just words spoken in anger.

He didn't want his mother to control him anymore.

But not now.

As for why it wouldn't work, he didn't think about it deeply.

He rushed headlong into the guest room, and even raised his little fist at the door, ready to smash it open.

Suddenly, the door opened without warning.

Immediately afterwards, Ning Yao, dressed in an elegant long dress, walked out from inside.

Lu Mingjin was stunned.

Seeing his menacing demeanor, Ning Yao's eyes flashed coldly. "What, are you going to hit me?"

Lu Mingjin quickly clenched her fist and stammered, "No, I just didn't expect you to be inside."

Ning Yao walked right past him and headed out, saying, "Don't worry, I don't want to stay here either. I'm leaving now."

Lu Mingjin suddenly looked up, her large, dark eyes filled with helplessness.

"you……"

He didn't want her to leave, but he couldn't form a coherent sentence even after uttering "you" for a long time.

Just as he was so anxious that tears were about to fall, Ning Yan came in from outside, arm in arm with Chen Wanrong.

Just as he was so anxious that tears were about to fall, Ning Yan came in from outside, arm in arm with Chen Wanrong.

When the two saw Ning Yao inside the room, their expressions stiffened.

Ning Yan spoke first, "Yaoyao, what are you doing here?"

The news that Lu Jingmo and Ning Yao attended the Lin family banquet last night has spread throughout the industry, so everyone is saying that Ning Yao's move of retreating to advance was brilliant, and now she can secure her position as Mrs. Lu for another year and a half.

So she went to Chen Wanrong early in the morning to tell her about it, and the two of them went together to find Lu Jingmo to verify it.

I never expected to run into Ning Yao.

Chen Wanrong was dressed in an elegant women's suit. Upon seeing her, her dignified expression instantly turned cold.

"Ning Yao, you are Jing Mo's wife, for goodness' sake. I don't expect you to be generous and proper, but you still dress so flamboyantly at home. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if word gets out!"

Ning Yao twitched the corner of her mouth.

“Mrs. Lu, your information is outdated. Lu Jingmo and I have been divorced for over a month. Even if you are an elder, you have no right to judge me.”

Upon hearing her sarcasm, Chen Wanrong's indifferent expression instantly turned to anger. "Good riddance! You two have ruined our perfectly good lives. You're not ashamed, but I am!"

"Miss Ning, you're divorced from my son now, why are you still living here? Don't you have any shame?"

Ning Yao's indifferent brows furrowed slightly, and she was about to retort.

Lu Jingmo's voice came from upstairs.

"I brought this person back, what's the problem?"

His voice was calm and casual, yet it exuded an undeniable strength.

Chen Wanrong and Ning Yan were stunned when they heard his words.

Is he protecting Ningyao?