C17 (1/2)

As he spoke, a hint of a smile appeared on his face, and the stifling atmosphere in the car was swept away.

He really couldn't tell that he minded her knowing Lin Lang at all, and was even happy about it?

An Hao suddenly felt suspicious, could it be … Did she think too much? Wasn't it just last night that Xi Yan wanted to talk to her?

Since she got on the car, she did not dare to say anything, so she could not help but open her mouth to ask, ”Xi Yang, you …” What do you want to talk to me about? ”

Chen Xiyang raised his eyelids to look at her, and his face that was just full of smiles just now immediately became gloomy.

An Hao pursed her lips, and slightly lowered her head to avoid his gaze, as she was perturbed to the point of having difficulty breathing.

”Ah, good. Are you hiding something from me?”

His voice was low, without the gentleness of the past.

An Hao swallowed his saliva, raising his head to look at him, but was unable to say a single word.

She did not speak, but Chen Xiyang waited for her to speak, and the carriage once again let out a suffocating silence.

After an unknown period of time, An Hao was no longer able to take it anymore, and spoke with a hoarse voice: ”We … Can you not say it here? ”

”Where do you want to go?”

”Dark.”

An Hao spoke as his tears flowed out. He looked at her for a moment, then started the car to head in a dark direction.

At 8 PM in the evening, the nightlife had not started yet. There weren't many dark guests, only a few scattered people sitting in their seats, listening to music and drinking.

The whole bar was quiet.

Chen Xiyang and An Hao found a quiet corner and sat down.