"You were also called Lanlan in the orphanage, quite the coincidence."
Xiao Lanlan's face stiffened, then she smiled again, "Yeah, such a coincidence. I was just telling Azhi about this! It's just a pity that Azhi's friend Lanlan died when she was very young!"
Xiao Tonghao expressed surprise, "So there's a story like that! It's just the same name, after all. The name Lanlan is quite common! It's not strange at all!"
"Having the same name is indeed not strange, especially since Xia Zhisu's friend Lanlan is already dead." Ling Tian'ao took a sip of alcohol and responded indifferently.
Xiao Lanlan looked very uncomfortable, but the flush from drinking too much alcohol just happened to conceal her uncomfortable expression.
With a trembling hand, she held her wine glass.
She immediately put down the glass and pretended to be drunk, "Brother, my head is spinning. Help me back, will you?"
