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"Jiayu, who were you just talking to on the phone?"
Suddenly, Lu Qiaoxiang's voice came from below.
Ran Yu was startled.
Lu Ziheng raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I told you, it was to Liu Wei, and I've already shown you the call history. You just don't believe it," Xi Jiayu explained.
"Still trying to deceive me!" Lu Qiaoxiang scoffed, "Jiayu, do you think I'm a fool? Would you laugh so happily talking to Liu Wei on the phone?"
"..." Xi Jiayu did not speak.
"So now you don't even want to defend yourself, is that it?" Lu Qiaoxiang's voice suddenly rose.
"Xiangxiang, if you distrust me this much, I have nothing to say," Xi Jiayu's voice became serious too.
Immediately after, the sound of high heels on the stairs rushed upward.
Ran Yu had yet to react when Lu Ziheng suddenly turned, holding her against a wall, and next thing she knew, everything went dark, and a familiar masculine scent enveloped her.
