C17 Are you sorry about me or not

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.

An Hao sat there, feeling the agony of not being able to sit still. She bit her lips time and time again, and uneasily opened her mouth: "How did you know?"

She was too afraid to look into his eyes.

Chen Xiyang's face was still gloomy. "Xi Xi saw it."

"Xi Xi?" An Hao was a little shocked as she raised her eyes and looked at him.

"Yes." Chen Xiyang nodded his head: "She even left a photo as evidence, do you want to see it?"

Chen Xixi was her sister-in-law, but she was also the person who hated her the most in this world. In order to break the relationship between her and her brother, she did whatever she wanted, and who knew if it was her doing this time.

She nodded her head to indicate that she wanted to see, so Chen Xiyang took out his phone to take out two photos and passed them to her.

An Hao looked up and saw a man hugging her on his phone screen as he walked towards the dark stairs.

The light in the photo was dim and the man's face could not be seen clearly. The woman leaned on his chest and tilted her head slightly, obviously asking for a kiss.

An Hao could immediately tell that the woman was him at a glance. She couldn't help but clench her fist so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palm.

"There's one more."

Chen Xiyang swiped the screen and saw a messy haired, disheveled woman coming down the stairs. From the way her clothes were tied up and the way she was about to fall, Chen Xiyang could tell that she was panicking.

Connecting it with the previous photo would trigger countless unspeakable associations.

A tear fell onto the phone's screen, An Hao sniffed, and laughed: "So … Did Heather always watch from the side? Heh … Seeing that I was taken away by an unfamiliar man, and then stayed here waiting for me to come out, just to grab hold of my weakness? "

She raised her eyes to look at the man opposite her and said, "Your sister really hates me."

Her face had a ridiculing smile, causing Chen Xiyang to feel an inexplicable sense of guilt. She subconsciously looked away very quickly, and said with a gloomy face: "Is this the time to talk about this? Just tell me, did you do anything wrong to me last night? "