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The more An Hao thought about it, the more furious she became. She also felt a bit wronged, but she didn't want to say anything, she just wanted to get off immediately.

She took a deep breath and said, "I don't have the same view as you, so I don't need to tell you. Open the door for me, I want to get off."

Lin Lang ignored her words, and turned his gaze to start the car.

Seeing that he was about to start driving again, An Hao could not help but shout angrily, "Didn't you not recognize me? Didn't my business have nothing to do with you? Why are you still keeping me in your car? You're not my husband, so why should I be your car? "

The car that had just started came to a sudden stop again. Fortunately, it was midnight and there weren't many traffic on the road. Otherwise, it would have caused a car accident.

Lin Lang pressed the button to open the door, and without even looking at her, he said in a deep voice: "Get lost."

Get lost? Get lost.

An Hao opened the door and got out of the car, he walked forward and the car behind her whizzed past her, she subconsciously dodged, and in the end fell down heavily onto the ground.

An Hao looked at the car that was driving away, and her tears started streaming uncontrollably. She wiped them off randomly, stood up and shouted in the direction of the car: "Lin Lang, you turtle bastard!"

She looked at the empty street, and even without a taxi, she kicked the corner of the street in anger, then walked towards her home, cursing Lin Lang as she walked.

After they had walked about a hundred meters, another car stopped by her side. She had just glanced to the side when she saw Lin Lang lower the window and look at her with a dark expression.

If I get in your car again today, I'll be a bastard.

An Hao did not say a word, turned his head and continued walking.

Lin Lang took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and followed her, then ordered again: "I let you get on the carriage, are you deaf?"

An Hao still ignored him and stubbornly walked forward. Even though her butt and tail were in so much pain that she wanted to cry, she couldn't lose her backbone because of this.

Seeing her unfathomable arrogance, Lin Lang angrily smashed the steering wheel, and threatened: "If you don't get on the car, I'll really leave."

An Hao sped up his footsteps, making it clear that he would not get on the car even if he died.

Lin Lang was already feeling helpless: "An Hao, do you believe that I won't carry you to the carriage right now?"

What can a hooligan like you not do? An Hao endured the pain on his butt and ran.

Lin Lang was dumbstruck, and stared blankly for a good three seconds before realizing that the girl had believed his words, which was why she was scared away, and he was drunk.

Just as Lin Lang was about to get out of the car to chase them, a taxi drove over, An Hao anxiously used his hand to stop the taxi. He was so anxious that he wanted to stop in front of them so much that he didn't even dare to stop.

Watching her get into the taxi, Lin Lang started the car and followed her.

After An Hao got into the taxi and gave his address, he laid on the back seat and looked out the back window. As expected, he saw a black Audi following behind the taxi at a steady pace.

She curled her lips and leaned back in the backseat. Wasn't this none of his business? Why was he following behind her? Why should you go home in a taxi?

Even though she was thinking this way, the anger in her heart gradually dissipated. She would occasionally turn her head to look outside to confirm that the luxurious car was still behind her, and her mood would slowly lighten up.

She pretended to be angry as she entered the house. Actually, she was a little angry, but she didn't know what she was angry about.

In the end, they weren't friends. She had dressed up like that and sat close to a man on that occasion, so anyone would think too much about it. Unless they were very close friends, no one really cared.

With her relationship with Lin Lang, he didn't say anything wrong, but she was angry, extremely angry, so angry that her lungs were about to explode, who knows why.

An Hao slept all the way until ten o'clock on the second day, and even after he had washed up, he did not see the figure of Grandma An.

An Hao went to the kitchen to eat something casually before taking her bag and preparing to leave. She still had to continue investigating Shen Liang, and that was the only thing she could do.

Just as he walked out of the room, the courtyard door was pushed open. An Hao looked up and saw Lin Lang dressed in casual attire, and upon seeing her, he was startled for a moment, then smiled: "I thought you would sleep for three days and three nights."

An Hao had a drink yesterday, so he couldn't really remember what he said to Lin Lang, but he could still remember the fight clearly.

She stood at the doorway, not moving. With a cold voice, she asked, "Is there something that Young Master Lin wanted to talk to me about?"

This tone...

Lin Lang raised his eyebrows, the smile on his face carried a bit of evil intent: "I'll bring you to a place."

An Hao turned around and returned to his room, then casually threw his bag on the cabinet in the outer room: "Not going."

"Don't you want to hear what kind of place I'm going to take you to?" Lin Lang stopped at the door and leaned on the door frame as he looked at her.

An Hao turned around, looked at him, and smiled: "Didn't Lin Sanjiu not know who I am? "What are you still saying to me now?"

With his vengeful personality, Lin Lang smiled as he shook his head and sighed: "Since that's the case, then forget it. I had originally planned to bring you to see Shen Liang's secret base.

As he spoke, he turned around and left without a shred of nostalgia.

An Hao watched him leave with her teeth clenched in anger. She really didn't want to lower her head to him, but … The content of his words was too important to her.

She bit her lips as she watched Lin Lang walk further and further away.

As he was about to reach the entrance of the courtyard, Lin Lang slowed his footsteps as he counted in his heart: "One, two, three, four …"

Before he could even count to five, an angry voice sounded behind him: "Lin Lang."

Lin Lang could not help but smile, and when he turned around, he had a calm expression: "What? What's the matter? "

An Hao took a deep breath, and tightly gripped the hands hanging by his side. He endured for half a minute before opening his mouth and saying: "Where did you say you wanted to take me to?"

Lin Lang raised an eyebrow, the corner of his mouth raised: "Didn't you say you didn't recognize me?"

He ran over in anger, stood in front of him and extended his hand to hold his hand tightly. He raised his eyes, and said in a huff: "Hello, Lin Lang, I'm An Hao, can you tell me what your name is?"

As soon as she said that, she felt her slip of tongue and couldn't help but feel annoyed. She shook off his hand and said angrily, "You should at least know him now, right? Lin Lang. "