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Long Qian came into the room and locked the door!

She pulled out what appeared to be a small recorder. Judging from the color that had fallen off from its outer appearance, it must have been ages ago.

Could there be some sort of secret behind it?

Unfortunately, there was no more electricity.

Long Qian immediately thought that Zhang You Long should be able to solve this problem. Because one time, when her old man was suffering from a serious illness, she went to Zhang You Long's room to look for him and found that he really liked to collect things that gave a sense of time. Perhaps, there was something that could help her.

With regards to Long Qian's arrival, Zhang Youlong was very surprised.

Long Qian smiled faintly and said that he needed something, but he couldn't say what it was. He wanted to go to his storage room to take a look.

Zhang Youlong happily agreed and led her to his storage room.

The interior decoration was not too exquisite, but it was still exquisite and clean. Many of the things that had a sense of time were placed there in a spotless manner, giving off the illusion of time passing by!

Long Qian did find a small charger and asked him to borrow it.

Although Zhang You Long was curious as to why Long Qian needed this, she took it.

Time passed slowly.

The room was completely silent. It was so quiet that one could even hear the sound of a pin hitting the ground. The recorder was charging and the red light was blinking. Everyone's heart was beating erratically.

Long Qian stood off to the side, his mind empty. Just like that, he stood there for half an hour. She unplugged the charger and found the switch on the small recorder.

With a slight tremble of his fingers, he gently pressed the switch.

At first, there was no sound. Following that, there was a series of crackling sounds, mixed with the sounds of electric currents. After all, things had been going on for a long time, and years of wasting away would cause its machines to fail.

Suddenly, a loud noise entered Long Qian's ears. Long Qian's entire body tensed up as he pricked up his ears to listen. She couldn't hear the details clearly, it seemed to be hidden quite a distance away. However, she could hear the voices of a man and a woman. Judging from the voices, they seemed to be very young.

The woman should be Chen Yaru, and the man's voice should be her father, He Jingxuan.

Finally, there was the crisp sound of a porcelain falling to the ground, followed by the sound of a door being slammed shut. Soon, a woman's heart-wrenching wail could be heard from the recorder.

This crying sound wasn't unfamiliar to Long Qian.

This was a cry filled with deep love. It was extremely similar to the cries of Chu Keyue, Lin Xiaoxiang, and even Gu Ruoyun all those years ago. "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuwuu …" Was this crying voice her mother's or Chen Yaru's?

If it was his mother's, it would be too much for him. If the man who slammed the door were He Jingxuan, he would understand how deeply he loved his mother and definitely wouldn't have such an attitude. And his mother had always been locked in the Dragon Residence, so there was no way she would have the chance to be alone with him.

If it was Chen Yaru, there might be some possibility.

Suddenly, a series of chaotic footsteps approached. The sound of sobbing also became louder.

Long Qian Qian finally understood that this recording device was placed in another room with an open door. At this moment, there was someone approaching it, so the sound became slightly clearer and louder.

It wasn't hard to explain why his voice was so weak, it was hard to tell what he had said.

The crying sound was very mournful, and it was intermittent.

Long Qian's brow furrowed. He was almost certain that this was not his mother's cry. At that time, his mother was still a young girl. Because she was from a prestigious family, her circumstances were excellent. Moreover, she was brimming with pride and glory, so it was impossible for her to cry so pitifully.

Suddenly, she heard someone talking.

"Jing Xuan …" How, how can you do this to me... In your eyes, you only have that slut, Dragon's Moon … However, it was because of her that you became handicapped, but you still kept thinking about her, even ignoring the flesh in my stomach. I curse you, I won't be able to get what you love in this lifetime. I curse the Dragon's Moon, I won't be able to see you again in this lifetime …

I will make sure that the children of Dragon's Moon will never be able to recognize their ancestors … I'm going to make these siblings suffer for my sake... "Forgive me!"

These last words seemed to have come from the teeth of this woman. They were fierce, gloomy, and vicious …

Long Qian's body felt like it had fallen into an icehouse, his limbs were numb, and his hands and feet were ice-cold.

If not for the support of the chair by her side, she would have already fallen to the ground …

The sky was spinning and the earth was spinning. He felt dizzy and almost fell to the ground!

Tomorrow... Tomorrow would be her and Ye Han's wedding. However, their relationship was … He was the kind that couldn't stand to see the light of day the most. It was even more shameful than someone having an affair with another person and having a mistress.

Long Qian's head hurt!

At this moment, a message arrived on his phone's WeChat.

She held her breath and opened it with trembling hands. It was from the nurse, "Grandpa Liang told me to tell you that the person in the photo is He Jingxuan."

Soon, a picture was sent over.

Long Qian's eyes widened as she couldn't believe her own eyes. The person in the photo was none other than Mo Ye Han himself! However, he realized that the clothes did not belong to this era. Although there was a slight difference in expression on his face, everyone could tell that the person in the photo definitely had an extraordinary relationship with Mo Ye Han.

Long Qian Qian couldn't take this any longer, and her phone fell to the ground, fainting.

At ten in the morning, dozens of small aircraft carrying the aerial cameras circled the Old Mo Residence in the air. The whole house seemed to be made of flowers, and the fragrance of flowers and grass filled the air.

Countless sounds of firecrackers and fireworks rose and fell.

The entire Mo family residence was bustling with noise and excitement!

Mo Eversnow got up early and asked the design team to do all kinds of hairstyles and clothes in his room downstairs.

In the bridal room upstairs, although Long Qian Qian had been adorned with exquisite makeup by a top makeup artist, one could still see the fatigue on her face. There was not the slightest hint of happiness in those sorrowful eyes.

"All of you can leave. I'm a bit tired and would like to be alone for a while." Long Qian's face was blank as he looked at himself in the mirror.

The others were stunned and looked at each other.

Presumably, even a bride would experience such a process. Everyone laughed and said, "Okay, Second Young Madam, you can rest here. If you need anything, just call us. We'll let you know when we leave for church. "

Long Qian Qian just looked at herself blankly in the mirror and didn't give her any reply.