C211 (1/2)

”Yes, I believe you.” Han Shutong's expression was as calm as still water. ”I'm really tired. I want to go back and rest.”

”Alright.” He Xigu nodded and held her hand, walking towards the hotel.

Just as he was about to reach the door, Han Shutong suddenly asked, ”Did you see An Hao's situation and tell Third Young Master Lin?”

”Not yet.” He Xigu didn't mind in the slightest: ”Tell him right now, that would be too easy on that woman An Hao, wait a little longer.”

At the very least, he would have to wait for the Star Gazing Tower to close the door and let that woman sleep there for the night.

Han Shutong knitted her brows, pursed her lips and thought for a moment before softly saying, ”It would be better to tell him earlier. Actually, Third Young Master Lin's temper isn't that good.”

”You care about me?” Hearing her words, He Xigu was in a good mood, ”Don't worry, even if he has a bad temper, he won't be able to do anything to your husband.”

Han Shutong pursed her lips, but didn't say anything more.

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Fortunately, it was already late at night and there were not many cars on the streets. He had been speeding and running red lights all the way, and after twenty minutes, he arrived at the northern shore, where he entered the Star Gazing Tower right in front of the employee lock tower.

There were still lights on inside the pagoda. He quickly walked to the stairs. Relying on his good skills, he wished he could take three steps at a time.

But the stairs were really steep and steep, every step was too long, he slowed down after reaching the fifth floor, but he still did not see An Hao.

If the girl wasn't here, he would be locked here for the night. If he went out tomorrow morning, he would probably be the first one to create the explosive package and blow up this tower.

Fortunately, when he was about to reach the seventh level, he could faintly hear a song coming from not too far away.

”So you were the lucky one I wanted to keep. So we were so close to each other …”

After confirming that he hadn't misheard, Lin Lang quickened his pace and arrived at the seventh floor only to see a woman curled up in a corner, in a miserable state.

She lowered her head, her loose hair falling in front of her. Under the light of the lamp, she looked like a faceless ghost. She sat there, mumbling and singing a song.

”That's my decision to fight against the world. The rain that accompanied me will always be you. That pure and pure heart …”

The flat tone of her voice was no different from reciting lyrics. Occasionally, her tone would change to the same tone as the eighteen bends on the mountain road. If the original singer heard her song being changed into this, she would probably hang herself.

It was so f * cking unpleasant.

Lin Lang muttered, he walked to her and stooped down to help her up, but seeing her dusty body, he could not bear to do so. He kicked her leg: ”Can you still stand up?”

An Hao raised her head in a daze. Perhaps she had lost her hair, as she casually pulled down her hair, squinted her eyes and looked at him, then continued to sing: ”It's so lucky to have met you … But I've lost the right to weep for you... ”

Lin Lang was helpless. He kicked her leg again: ”Wake up, stop singing, we need to hurry up and get out, otherwise we'll be locked inside …”

”I'm so lucky to have met you …”

”Yes, you are indeed lucky …” Lin Lang nodded his head as he responded to her words. He kicked her around a few more times, but before she could react, he let out a long sigh and bent down to pick her up.