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Chen Xiyang looked at her with the card in his hand. She didn't know if it was because of her imagination, but she felt that Chen Xiyang was looking at her with a weird gaze that made her feel uneasy.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Xiyang smirked: "Nothing, the bank card was found by you. Call him and tell him."

An Hao immediately shook his head: "It's better if you call, I don't have his number, and I don't know how to answer."

Chen Xiyang was a little surprised: "You don't have his number?"

These words made An Hao a little uncomfortable. She curled the corner of her lips and retorted, "Why must I have his phone number?"

Chen Xiyang could not help but laugh. He rubbed the top of her head and said dotingly: "Alright, alright, you don't have his number, so I'll call him."

An Hao really liked him speaking to her in such a helpless and pampered tone. Feeling that he loved her so much, the corner of her mouth rose uncontrollably, and she said a little pampered: "That's right, isn't it the same for us both?"

Chen Xiyang rubbed her hair again and started to call Lin Lang.

The autumn sun shone onto his body, painting a layer of soft light around him. An Hao looked at the smiling face of Chen Xiyang from a meter away, and listened to the gentle and refined communication between him and the person on the other side of the phone. The sweetness in his heart was slowly replaced by guilt.

She had never told Chen Xiyang that the person who was related to her was Lin Lang, and had even lied to him about this matter at all. This made her feel extremely sorry for Chen Xiyang, but she didn't know what to do.

After hanging up, Chen Xiyang walked back to her side and waved the bank card in his hand: "It's really important material evidence. He said that he will send people over to retrieve it, so we'll wait for him at the coffee house on the other side."

As he spoke, he held An Hao's hand and held her hand as they walked towards the coffee shop opposite. An Hao kept looking at him, his heart fighting for Heaven.

She could not help but stop her steps. When Chen Xiyang looked over with suspicion, she asked: "Xi Yang, do you want to know who the man from that night was?"

Chen Xiyang was startled, then understood her words, raising his lips and smiling bitterly.

Seeing his expression, An Hao was about to say something, but he was interrupted by Chen Xiyang, "I don't want to know, I don't want to know at all …"

An Hao pursed her lips and looked at him without saying a word. Chen Xiyang ruffled her hair a little irritably, took two steps forward and returned: "If I knew who he was, I definitely wouldn't have been able to control myself and wanted to kill him."

As he spoke, he cupped An Hao's face and gazed into her eyes. He lowered his voice and said, "So, darling, you don't need to tell me who he is. This matter is already over.

His pitch-black eyes seemed to be filled with bewitchment. An Hao nodded, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and promised: "Alright, let's not bring it up anymore."

Chen Xiyang laughed from the bottom of his heart, completely ignoring the gazes of the passersby, he extended his hand and pulled her into his embrace.

An Hao's heart was still a little tangled, but she quickly thought it through. Since Xi Yang did not care anymore, there was no need for her to keep putting this matter at the tip of her heart. Not mentioning how depressed she was, it would also affect Chen Xiyang's mood.

As for Lin Lang … He wouldn't be able to see her again in the future.

Fortunately, the person who came to retrieve the card was not Lin Lang himself, but rather, he was busy. Since he sent a colleague to retrieve the card, An Hao did not feel uncomfortable.