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"Yes." Lin Qing nodded her head, her two pretty eyebrows knitted together: "But the situation between them is a little strange, especially her husband, I keep having the feeling that …"

"Feel what?"

Lin Qing was in a hurry to find someone, but she did not sense the nervousness and concern in his tone. She thought about it for a while, but was still unable to describe the strange feeling she had when she saw that man before and after.

"I don't know what to say." Lin Qing was anxious: "No, third brother, I won't speak to you anymore. I'll go look for An Hao first, if you still haven't come out, then don't come out, let's meet another time."

She hung up.

Lin Lang stood at the entrance, looking at the black screen of the mobile phone, and stayed silent for a long time without moving.

After finishing the call, there was no sound of him opening the door to leave. Gu Shaochuan got up from the sofa, and looked at him who stood there motionlessly, deep in thought.

He asked with some doubt: "What are you thinking? Didn't you say that you're going to have dinner with Qingqing? "

Lin Lang turned around and looked at him. She pursed her lips and fell silent for a moment, then walked back into the hall with large strides, and explained: "There's no need to go, dinner is cancelled."

"Cancelled?" Gu Shaochuan raised his brows: "Then isn't that exactly what you want? Didn't you just say that you didn't really want to go over? How come instead of using you to go over, you're putting on a dead face instead? "

Lin Lang squinted his eyes but did not say anything. Before this, he had indeed not wanted to go at all, and had been extremely busy today. After getting off work, there was still a lot of information waiting for him to take a look.

However, after he finished talking with Lin Qing, he knew that there was no need for him to go over there. Not only did he not feel relaxed, he also felt extremely frustrated.

Especially... After knowing that Chen Xiyang had gone to find An Hao, the indescribable sense of anxiety became even stronger.

What had happened to him recently? Lin Lang was a little upset, it was fine that he kept dreaming about the girl, but how could the tiniest thing about her be able to easily affect his emotions?

He kicked the sofa impatiently. Suddenly, he remembered something. He looked around and saw the cellphone on the coffee table. He picked it up and dialed a number for Jean.

"Did you go to Miss An's place today, Jean?"

"Yes, but we didn't continue following her as soon as we saw her get into Miss Qing Qing's car."

"Have you been following her since she left work?"

"Well, yes."

"Then she and …" Lin Lang stopped speaking, he rubbed his glabella and continued: "It's good to be able to ensure her safety."

Just a moment ago, he had even wanted to ask about what was going on between her and Chen Xiyang. This was something that he was too lazy to bother about in the past, why would he be so concerned about it now?

You actually want to pry into my privacy? Lin Lang, you really are quite sick.

As An Hao was in a bad mood, Lin Qing drove the car straight home.

After entering the house, An Hao changed into some shoes and casually put his bag on the shoe shelf. He walked towards the bathroom: "I'm going to wash my hands first, do you have anything you want to eat? "I'll cook later."

Do you really still have the mood to cook? Lin Qing looked at her worriedly. "You …"

Knowing what she was worried about, An Hao turned around and smiled at her: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'm just ruining your meal. Sorry."

"Aiya, what's there to be sorry about? This matter isn't your fault."

She leaned against the door and looked up at the ceiling. Although she said that she was fine, but her chest still seemed to be pressed down. She couldn't get up, so she was a little flustered.

She took a few deep breaths, walked to the sink, and washed her hands. Lifting her eyes to the mirror, she saw her somewhat haggard face, usually pretty eyes, but now not only were there faint dark circles around her eyes, they were also swollen.

An Hao couldn't help but point at his own reflection and sigh: "An Hao, oh An Hao, how did you get so unlucky like this?"

With a wry smile, she turned around and walked out of the washroom.

When she walked out of the door, she immediately saw Lin Qing, who was still standing foolishly in the hall. This girl should be the type of person who did not know how to comfort others, and seeing that others were in a bad mood, she became extremely nervous, as if she had done something wrong.

Seeing her act this way, An Hao's mood inexplicably improved a bit. At this time, with someone accompanying her, he felt really grateful.

An Hao smiled, "Do you want to eat something good?"

Lin Qing pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, but she still couldn't help but ask: "Do you know how to do everything?"

"How is this possible?" An Hao laughed and walked towards the kitchen: "I normally don't cook much. Yesterday, that bowl of Primal Chaos all depended on that bag of hotpot ingredients.

"Not exactly. You have to at least know how to make the stuffing. Your stuffing yesterday was pretty good."

"That's true. The only thing I can take out is these stuffing. I've helped my grandma make them since I was young." An Hao said as he opened the refrigerator and took out a piece of lean meat and an egg.

Lin Qing nodded, "Alright."

An Hao leaned on the door frame as he watched her beat eggs, mix the eggs and move them to the side, then cut the meat. Although her knife skills were mediocre, seeing her seriously cutting vegetables was truly pleasing to the eye.

Lin Qing truly felt that if there was a man that could marry An Hao, it would truly be his fortune.

She looked at An Hao and couldn't help but ask: "That man today … Your husband? "

"Yes." An Hao nodded, and smiled at her: "How is it? Is he handsome? "

"What's the use of being handsome?" Lin Qing muttered: "He doesn't know how to love people."

An Hao was startled, then continued cutting the flesh.

Lin Qing scratched his head in embarrassment: "I … Did you say something wrong? "

"Nope." An Hao sighed lightly: "It's true that he doesn't know how to love others, but he wasn't like this in the past, and I don't know what happened to us recently …"

As she spoke, she gradually stopped cutting the vegetables. She looked at a place of nothingness in silence for a long time before sighing, "Perhaps it was all my fault."

At that time, if she confessed to him that she had lost her marriage before receiving the certificate … She kept having the feeling that the reason why she and Chen Xiyang had become so awkward was because this matter had stuck between them, which was why there were so many side effects.

At night, An Hao was unable to sleep again. This time, it was not because of a nightmare but because she could not sleep at all. She turned on the lights, got up and leaned on the bed.