If it wasn't for that matter, how could he have let her go beg Lin Lang?

An Hao felt that it was extremely funny and couldn't help but laugh. He nodded and said, "Alright, I'll go ask him now.

As she spoke, she walked out of the room and walked all the way to the restroom. When she saw Lin Lang later, how would she explain it to him? She had already made it clear that he and Lin Shi were not on good terms. She was already at the point where she could not recognize him as her blood brother even though he was blood brother, so how could she open her mouth like that?

Even if Lin Lang agreed to her request because he slept with her, if that was the case, what would she become? A nocturnal chicken?

Let alone Lin Lang, she herself wanted to despise him.

She did not walk very far, but instead went to the small garden of the clubhouse. The garden of the White Emperor Clubhouse was also very famous, because only the hibiscus plant was planted there, and when it bloomed, with a glance, one could see large patches of hibiscus flowers, pink, blue, and light yellow, paired with the dense green foliage, forming a unique scenery.

It was already around 9 pm, and there were string after string of small crystal lights shining around the garden, making the flowers look even more beautiful.

There was no one around, so An Hao sat on the swing by the side and looked at the flowers under the light, suddenly thinking of the flowers in Lu Qi's courtyard.

She couldn't help but think of Lu Qi and take out her phone to look at their chat logs.

Luqi said, "Did you know? I knew my boyfriend as well as the plot in the novel, and when I came out of the mall with a lot of stuff, he drove a sports car from a distance and almost hit me, scaring me out of my clothes bag. He scolded me when I got out of the car and didn't know how to hide my car, and then he took me back to school himself, talking all the way about how silly he was, the domineering CEO Fan'er.

Maybe girls in love were all blind. She really wanted to say that her boyfriend not only ran the red light, but also pushed the blame for the crash onto her, a victim. She wanted to prove that her character was really bad.

But when she heard how sweet they were together, she could not bear to continue talking. Until Lu Qi was brought to that remote courtyard, she finally said to her: "I suddenly realized that he doesn't seem to love me that much."

An Hao felt that these words really made her feel this way, she suddenly realised that Chen Xiyang did not seem to love her that much, if not, how could he make such a request? Even if it was for work, she couldn't understand. She was his wife after all.

As for Lin Lang...

In the end, how did Chen Xiyang manage to chat calmly with him, and even push his own wife in front of him?

The more An Hao thought about it, the more she felt as if her chest was being suffocated. She really wanted to roar out a few times.

She took a deep breath and leaned against the chain of the swing with her eyes closed, feeling the fragrance of the flowers. She had a feeling that the things that had happened in the past 20 years were not as bad as what had happened today.

He did not know how long he stayed there, but when footsteps came, An Hao slowly opened his eyes but did not move. Just by listening to the lazy footsteps, he knew that it was Lin Lang.

She was surprised. Since when did she become so familiar with Lin Lang? He could even hear the sound of his footsteps. This was truly a terrifying thought.

"What are you doing hiding here?"

An Hao replied without turning his head, "I'm admiring the flowers."

Lin Lang sat on the swing beside her, looked around at the whole area full of hibiscus flowers, and casually asked: "Do you know why there are only hibiscus plants here?"

An Hao did not speak, and looked at him with the side of his eyes.

Under the night sky, Lin Lang's handsome face was a little blurry, but one could still see the carefree smile on his face. He glanced at her, then looked at the flowers and said unhurriedly: "Because the boss's wife is called Mu Jin, she loves Mu Guanzhi the most."

An Hao could not hold back and laughed, "So you planted this field of hibiscus flowers to please your wife?"

Were these rich people competing to become domineering presidents? Pity these poor people. They wanted to push their wives out to someone else just for a job.

Lin Lang looked at him with a sidelong glance, and smiled as he shook his head: "It's not to please her, it's to commemorate her."

"Remembering her?" An Hao's heart suddenly sank. "She .. Is he dead? "

Lin Lang nodded her head: "Yes, she died, her husband did not believe that she loved him, he thought that she had some sort of relationship with her first love, and personally forced her to her death."

An Hao's feelings became indescribably complicated as she looked at him without saying a word.

Lin Lang scoffed, "The funny thing is, after she died, he found out that her so-called first love was actually himself. He thought that the man whom she had a first love for was actually already married to another girl, wouldn't it be too late for him to regret it now? "Even if the entire world were to be covered in hibiscus flowers, the real Mu Jin wouldn't be able to return."

An Hao looked at the light smile on his lips, and felt an inexplicable sense of sadness, and could not help but ask: "Could it be that man is you?"

"Of course not." Lin Lang looked at the flowers and chuckled: "No man is me, I am just a spectator."

"Then why are you telling me all this?"

"Heh, why don't you enlighten yourself."

An Hao frowned and thought for a moment: "Are you telling me that the trust between husband and wife is very important?"

"Not only do they trust each other, but they also want to understand each other." Not only do they trust each other, but they also need to understand each other. As he said that, he looked at An Hao with his eyes, and said with a very serious expression: "It's the same logic, don't blindly trust him just because you're husband and wife. It's very likely that you've never understood him, and the so-called love is just an illusion."

An Hao subconsciously tightened his grip on the chain, his brows tightly knitted. "What exactly do you want to say?"

Seeing her like this, Lin Lang really wanted to tell her everything he knew, but the things that happened today were too much, she probably didn't have that kind of mental endurance. Forget it, let her slowly understand it herself, after all, she had chosen her own person, the path she had chosen.

"Go comprehend it for yourself." After saying that, he gently swung the swing and lazily said, "Actually, I overheard your conversation."

An Hao was startled, then recovered and looked away: "Don't worry, I won't ask for your help."

I want my face.