Sheng Shi finished speaking, then turned his face away, not giving a single glance to the people inside the room, and walked straight to Gu Lanshan. He raised his hand, grabbed her wrist, and dragged her outside.
Gu Lanshan's mind was in a daze. Wang Jiayi kept talking nonstop about something, but she hadn't listened to a word, only thinking about why Han Chengchi had suddenly kissed her and why she hadn't pushed him away at that moment. Now that Mrs. Sheng and Sheng Shi's aunt had seen it, what should she do?
She felt as if everything that had just happened was linked so well together, as if someone had directed it beforehand—so coincidental, so precise.
She still thought in her mind, could someone be framing her? She struggled to find another excuse, but she realized that she couldn't find any reason to justify her actions.
She hadn't been drunk or drugged. She had not been framed by anyone. When Han Chengchi kissed her, she definitely hadn't pushed him away.
