Xia Lan sat on a chair and looked at the monitoring screen in front of him. At the back door, Xia Lan personally handed over a photo to the man and pointed towards the direction of the dark drinking-table. On that day, she sat there drinking and that man with a height of at least 1.8 meters looked at his big waist.

Why was this the truth?

An Hao stared blankly for an unknown period of time before opening his mouth with much difficulty: "This video .."

The moment she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was hoarse. She coughed lightly, but her voice was still hoarse. "Can you channel this video into my phone?"

Lin Lang looked to the side at the dark manager, the manager anxiously said: "Second Young Master has already said, whatever Third Young Master wants to do, whoever dares to stop him will be expelled."

Lin Lang nodded, and his gaze landed on An Hao: "Sure."

An Hao smiled politely: "Thank you."

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When he returned to the safe zone, Xia Lan was lying on his bed playing games. When she opened the door and entered, he subconsciously looked at the time.

As she was speaking, she suddenly realised that An Hao was in a strange state, her eyes were red from crying.

She suddenly tensed up, stood up and ran to An Hao's side barefooted. Holding her face, she asked with concern: "Darling, what's wrong? What happened? "

An Hao stood at the door stiffly looking at her concerned expression, his heart suddenly felt sour and he couldn't say anything after opening his mouth for a few times.

There were too many questions he wanted to ask, so he didn't know where to start.

Seeing that she did not speak, Xia Lan became even more nervous: "What happened to you? Did some scoundrel bully you? "Alright, say something."

The care in her eyes was so sincere that An Hao cracked a smile. "Lanlan, do you hate me? "As a close friend, I don't even know who you like."

Xia Lan was startled, the hand that was touching her cheek immediately froze, and slowly pulled it back, frowning. "You know about it?"

An Hao's tears once again flowed uncontrollably, "Why didn't you tell me that? "Actually, you can tell me that .."

Xia Lan scoffed, and looked at her with eyes full of mockery: "You think you will give Xi Yang to me just because I told you? Stop joking around, An Hao. "

As she spoke, she reached out and pinched An Hao's chin, and her eyes became fierce: "Do you know, An Hao, what I hate the most is seeing you like this, always acting like you don't know anything, but do you really not know anything?"

Xia Lan's eyes reddened: If I said I like Jiangbei, you would really believe me? If I really like him, and you have such a good relationship with him now, would I let you help me create the conditions? Will I always hide from him? I even f * cking reminded you of the person I really like with my WeChat nickname, did you really never know? Who would believe you. "

WeChat nickname? Do I love Happy Sheep?

Seeing her frown as she pondered, Xia Lan laughed once again: "Heh, don't tell me you don't know what my WeChat nickname is, I know you don't have the habit of modifying notes for friends, so I intentionally changed that name for you to see."

Is the Happy Sheep equivalent to Shiyan? An Hao understood and smiled bitterly. "I thought that Happy Sheep was the one called Happy Sheep."