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An Hao put his head close to her and saw the number of fans in one glance. Just as she was about to say something, a slender palm appeared between her and Gu Shaochuan. She was wondering why that hand had pushed her head to the side, forcing her to keep a distance from Gu Shaochuan.

Gu Shaochuan quickly kept his phone, and subconsciously wanted to apologize: "Sorry, I forgot to …"

As he spoke, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Lin Lang. She's not your wife. I'm a bit closer to her, what's the matter with you?

Unfortunately, he did not have the chance to say the following words, so Lin Lang casually interrupted him: "You can take a taxi back, I will take An Hao home."

As he spoke, he pulled An Hao into the Audi, who gave a cold snort in dissatisfaction: "Truly a fellow who values women above friends."

After getting in the car, Lin Lang did not immediately start the car, but sat there quietly, thinking about something.

An Hao tensed up, she thought uneasily, if he still dared to scold her, she would never take his car home, she would rather walk back herself.

However, even after waiting for a long time, he still didn't have the intention to open his mouth. He couldn't help but remind Ye Zichen, "Start driving."

Lin Lang turned his head to look at her and squinted his eyes. His heart skipped a beat.

He frowned and asked, "Can you get so close to every man?"

"What?" An Hao blinked his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"Forget it." Lin Lang took a deep breath, turned his head and started the engine, then muttered: "In any case, she's not my wife, why would I be angry at her?"

An Hao really couldn't hear what he was muttering about, as she frowned and scratched her head: "Can't you speak a little louder, I can't even hear you from such a close distance."

Lin Lang turned his car around and drove to the road, he glanced at her indifferently: "I never planned to let you hear it."

An Hao looked at him strangely. "Are you crazy?"

Lin Lang did not pay attention to her, but An Hao had already realized what the first sentence he spoke meant. She carefully recalled the distance between her and Gu Shaochuan, and it seemed that when he showed her his phone, she had indeed moved closer, her head almost touching his.

But that was in order to see his phone screen, so it didn't mean anything, right?

An Hao wanted to explain as she raised her eyes to look at Lin Lang. His expression had already returned to his usual absent-minded look, and it was impossible to tell whether he was angry or not. She hesitated for a moment before lowering her eyes.

The two of them had nothing to say along the way, until the car stopped at the same place as Hu Tong. An Hao reached out to open the door, but did not open it.

Lin Lang looked at her with the side of his eyes: "In the future, do not investigate any more about Shen Liang. He is going to use any means more recklessly than you imagine, do you know?"

"I know." An Hao pursed her lips, raised her eyes and looked at him: "But I'm a journalist, he's the person I want to report to. I can't possibly just wait and do nothing."

Looking at her stubborn eyes, Lin Lang sighed helplessly. "A girl like you is too dangerous, could this be the only social news that can be written about in your magazine?"

"Of course not." An Hao looked at his charming eyes, lifted her lips and laughed: "But there are some things that you can't do just because of the danger, like you, even though you know investigating Shen Jianmin is a dangerous thing, you still insist on doing it, and won't give up even if you get shot, right?"

Lin Lang could not help but be stunned, as he looked at her pair of clear eyes and forgot to speak.

The two of them looked at each other in silence. After a long while, Lin Lang sighed and looked away, "This is a completely different matter …"

Not far away from the car window, Chen Xiyang carried his luggage and walked out of Grandma An's courtyard. As he walked, he waved to the people in the courtyard, probably bidding them farewell.

An Hao did not notice anything unusual about him, and stubbornly tried to explain: "Why is it not the same? Could it be that just because I am a journalist and a female reporter, the dangerous news cannot be investigated and reported by me? This is naked sexism. "

After she finished speaking, Lin Lang did not say anything, but only squinted his eyes and looked out of the window, thinking about something.

"What are you talking about? What are you looking at?" An Hao puzzledly turned her head to look in the direction of his gaze. She was also stunned, her breathing seemed to be stuck in her throat.

Chen Xiyang was dressed in a dark grey suit, and his entire body was tidied up and tidied up. He was holding his luggage in one hand, looking down at his other hand's phone, and slowly walked over.

An Hao was a little sad. After almost ten days of not seeing him, she could tell that Chen Xiyang had lost weight with a glance. Although he still dressed like an elite, it wasn't difficult to see the haggard look on his face when he raised his head.

An Hao didn't want to think that he was acting this way because of her. Other than her, she really couldn't think of any other reason why he was so haggard.

The grievances and grievances caused by him not contacting her all this while seemed to have disappeared in an instant. There was only regret in her heart. She was the only one who had cracked their relationship.

Lin Lang had been waiting for her to get off the car, but she just sat there stiffly with an expression that said she was about to cry. He suddenly felt extremely impatient and quickly said: "Get off the car, what are you waiting for?"

Only now did An Hao remember that she was still in Lin Lang's car, and the man who slept with his wife in Chen Xiyang's eyes sent his wife home.

An Hao pursed her lips in regret, she hesitated for a moment, then opened her mouth and asked: "How do I explain that after we get out of the car?"

If she had known that she would meet Xi Yan here, she would have taken a taxi and come back.

"Explain what?" Seeing her expression, the anger in Lin Lang's heart flared up. "Did we do something shameful? Did we go out for the night, or was it the car? What's there to explain? "

The car shook? An Hao looked at him in shock, but then she felt relieved, that's right, they did not do anything, she only needed to speak the truth, and being so anxious and tangled, made her feel guilty.

Seeing that Chen Xiyang was getting closer, An Hao took a deep breath and opened the car door and got off.

Chen Xiyang was calling her phone with lowered eyes. Upon hearing the sound of the car door closing, he subconsciously raised his head and saw An Hao standing not too far away from him. He had a surprised smile on his face as he walked over.

"Well, where have you been all afternoon? Why can't I get through to him? "