"Weilan, listen to me," Lu Hechen urgently began.
Weilan's heart was impulsive, she shouted into the phone, "When I wanted to hear you speak, why didn't you say anything? Why did you have to call Zhuang Yuezhou before seeking me out?"
"Weilan, there was a bit of an issue today, I was just lending a hand," Lu Hechen spoke again.
"Then why did you lie when I asked you earlier?" Weilan retorted.
Lu Hechen: "..."
"You said it was a 'friend'." Weilan chuckled lightly, her heart a mixture of emotions, "I didn't ask much, yet you kept lying. When I called again wanting to ask, you still prevaricated and avoided my questions."
"Weilan, you have to believe me," Lu Hechen cried out from the other end.
Weilan closed her eyes. "I believe you, you can do a lot for me, and all that moves me.
