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She sniffed and wiped the tears off her face before taking out her phone to answer the call. It was Jiangbei asking her where she went, but An Hao only said that he had already left and was taking a taxi home. She assured him before hanging up.

After putting her phone into her bag, she couldn't help but bury her head between her knees and tightly shrink herself into a ball.

The question that he did not understand after hearing Lin Lang's words seemed to suddenly become clear.

Why did Xia Lan lie and say that the person she secretly loved was Jiangbei? Why did he, who was extremely good at drinking, suddenly get drunk after a few drinks?

But she didn't want to believe that this person was her best friend. They had been friends for more than ten years, from primary school to high school to university. She suspected that no one should suspect her.

But what exactly did Lin Lang mean by that?

”How long are you going to cry here?”

As the familiar voice fell, An Hao lifted his head and saw Lin Lang, who had returned. She subconsciously wanted to get up, but her legs had become paralyzed from squatting for too long, so she fell back onto the ground.

Lin Lang silently stood behind her and stared at her for a moment. Helplessly squatting in front of her, he stared into her eyes and lazily asked: ”Do you want me to carry you and walk you away?”

An Hao shook his head: ”What did you mean by that? ”What do you mean by 'cheapening my best friend'?”

”You really don't know anything.” Lin Lang poked his forefinger into the space between her eyebrows: ”The person who drugged your wine that night, and got someone to throw you into my room, was the woman who drank with you that night. Her name is Lan, Xia Lan, right? It's her. ”