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In the living room, Mother Rong served tea and some food.

"Mother Rong." Little Ying looked at the table, which was filled with pastries she liked to eat back at Waterfir Garden. Tears of gratitude welled up in his eyes.

Although Mother Rong's eyes were moist, she still revealed a smile. "Second Young Madam isn't even going to care about you anymore, why are you still crying?"

In the end, tears still rolled down Little Ying's face. Second Young Mistress, Little Ying thanks! "

Long Qian said, "Quickly, stop mentioning these things. It's not like you made any big mistake. "

Little Ying dried her tears. "Second Young Madam, in fact, Little Ying already knew you were back." He had wanted to pay her a visit long ago, but he had never had the courage to do so. I'm afraid... I'm afraid Mother Rong won't forgive me. "

"Silly girl." Mother Rong blinked her eyes.

"This time, I heard that … "I heard …" Tears filled Little Ying's eyes once again. He couldn't say it out loud.

The atmosphere in the room turned heavy once again.

Long Qian pursed his lips, forcefully swallowing the deep and heavy grief in his chest. "No one would have thought about the matter with Ye Han. "Sigh …"

This sigh was filled with too much helplessness!

But she had to be strong. He had to!

"Why did the second young master encounter such a thing?" "" Little Ying lowered her head and sobbed. " Second Young Madam, Mother Rong, may I have a request? "

"Go ahead." Long Qian slightly nodded. Actually, she had already guessed something.

"I want... He offered incense to the second young master. I want to see him. If I didn't have the help of the second young master after I was released from prison, my life wouldn't be like this. He's been a great help to me, both in spirit and in life. " Little Ying's face was filled with gratitude.

Mother Rong let out a long sigh and said, "Second Young Master is treating you like a little sister. You should have gone to see him. "

Long Qian said, "Alright, I'll bring you to see him."

Because the Mo family's ancestral hall didn't allow women to enter. Thus, the group of people just stood outside the door.

Long Qian, Mother Rong, and the servants stood outside.

Little Ying knelt in front of him as she received the incense from the servant. She raised the incense in her hand and respectfully kowtowed three times in the direction of the ancestral hall.

When she woke up again, Little Ying's face was filled with tears.

"Second Young Master, Little Ying misses you!" "Little Ying, I've come to see you …"

It was early spring, and although the weather wasn't as cold as the winter, winter, and winter weather, even though the sunlight illuminated the land, it still made people feel cold and lonely.

Right now, this was Long Qian's feeling.

It was only when Little Ying left that the day could be considered to have passed in a muddled manner.

After dinner, Long Qian wanted to accompany her son to study. However, the servant sent word that the guests at Flowing Water Garden wanted to see her.

Did he remember something?

After Long Qian arranged for his son to stay, he headed towards Flowing Water Garden.

"An evil spirit." Long Qian walked through the door with a smile on her face. "Are you used to living here?"

The woman's face seemed to have recovered quite a bit. However, the wound on his forehead had not healed yet, so the gauze was still there. However, this didn't seem to affect her charming appearance. On the contrary, it gave off a sickly beauty.

Qingxie was sitting in a very gloomy place. Sometimes, he wanted to go out for a walk, but his bodyguards stopped him. Wasn't this equivalent to a disguised house arrest? His heart was filled with rage, but after seeing her, the anger in his heart inexplicably dissipated by a large half.

However, he still said in a very dispirited tone, "Confining you in a place, do you think you'll get used to it?"

That's true. Long Qian gave a faint smile and sat down in front of him. "Then, do you know that your situation is very dangerous?"

Qingxie's face froze for a second.

"You know that on the surface, I'm locking you up, but in reality, I'm protecting you." Long Qian said as she shifted her posture, "Don't tell me you didn't notice?"

Qingxie wasn't stupid. He was very clear on how he managed to escape death that day, and how he was saved. Although he had no freedom to enter or leave this place, at least his safety was guaranteed.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Long Qian gave a faint smile. "During this time, we have been keeping in touch with the people outside the country. As long as he had some idea of what was going on, he would definitely set off. At that time, you will also want to come with us. "

In this matter, Xie Xie had no reason to reject.

He nodded. "All right. "Then when do you plan to leave?"

Long Qian's brows furrowed, "It should be the faster the better." The place where the plane crashed was at the border valley. The police have already surrounded the area. We would like to go over and take a look quietly to see if there are any clues that can be found there. "

Qingxie was suspicious, "You guys didn't wait for Second Young Master Mo to finish everything?"

He had a certain understanding of Chinese culture. The Chinese had a high reverence for ghosts and gods. All the families who did the white matter would finish the custom in a limited number of days.

Long Qian's face turned serious, "We can't wait any longer." The longer we wait, the worse our actions will be. They must also be thinking that we are in a state of grief at this time, and that we are not in the mood to do anything else. And it was only in this short period of time that they could relax their vigilance! Therefore, we must seize this opportunity! "

What a meticulous woman!

Xie Xie exclaimed in his heart. This woman looked weak on the surface. To think that she would actually be so powerful in her heart. It was admirable to have such a rational mind after such a tragic event!

He could not help but recall the first time he saw this woman. Far away, he watched her approach. Of course, she didn't notice him.

Her face, expression, and even the way she acted resembled his fiancée! Unfortunately, he knew that she was just a bit like him, not the same person.

Now, he once again felt that they were just similar in that they were not the same person!

His fiancée, gentle and frail, needed his protection at all times. It was as if without him, she would lose all sense of proportion and direction.

And this woman in front of him gave him a feeling of being soft on the outside but tough on the inside. It was as if without the protection of a man around her, she would not be harmed.

But! How long could he last against such a strong opponent?