Yang Fan was ready to brush off the incident with any random excuse, but Gao Lanlan's reputation was indeed a bit too notorious.
Li Jia simply didn't believe it, she frowned slightly and muttered, "How did riding in a car turn into ending up in the field? Didn't you see what the two of them were doing when you passed by just now?"
Yang Fan shook his head, "Are you saying the two of them were up to something?"
"Most likely, it's quite certain." Li Jia suddenly lowered her voice, "Liang Bing's wife runs that massage parlor in the town, right? She's often not at home. Given his family situation, there's no need for Liang Bing to come home every day, right? But he still comes back every day, and a lot of times he doesn't even go to his own house, usually hangs out at Gao Lanlan's mahjong parlor."
"If these two weren't up to something behind the scenes, that would be odd."
