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Seeing him like this, An Yimo couldn't help but take in a deep breath. These scenes were just like those scenes in the movies, she couldn't help but be afraid.

As the car drove into the workshop, because the car window was open, An Yimo could not help but frown and retch, almost puking out the smell of rotting rust.

She had already entered the most severe phase of her pregnancy. Plus, after sitting in the car for so long, her heart was filled with fear. It would be strange if she didn't vomit while smelling the odour of decay.

That scarred face stood outside, his eyes were like an eagle's bloodshot hawk's as he stared at An Yimo sinisterly. An Yimo could not help but shiver, and immediately retracted her gaze.

No matter how calm she was, it was impossible for her to not show a single trace of fear in this situation.

The knife-scarred face seemed to be quite happy to see her frightened face. It grinned, revealing a mouthful of teeth that had been stained yellow from the smoke.

When he thought of the reports on the newspapers, the countless girls who were kidnapped and raped, as well as the news of them being sold to a foreign country, An Yimo shuddered coldly. For a moment, she was unable to say a single word.

The car slowly stopped and the door was closed by Scarface. The factory sank into darkness, with only a few hanging light bulbs emitting a faint yellow light. It gave off an extremely depressing feeling.

"Hurry, get her out of the car!" The knife-scarred man came over, knocked on the door and said to the driver.

"Come down, Miss An." The driver turned around and looked at An Yimo with a cold smile.

An Yimo did not dare say more, nor did she dare resist. She forced herself to remain calm, to take a deep breath, and then opened the door and alighted from the carriage.

An Yimo exhaled a breath of cold air, suppressing the extreme disgust in her heart. She tried her best to stand up with her chest puffed up, her expression unfathomable, making people unable to guess what she was thinking.

Fortunately, no matter if it was the scarred man or the driver, neither of them oppressed An Yimo and continued to walk forward. Instead, they stood by her side and followed close behind, allowing her to look around.

"A child of the Long family is truly not simple!"

No one paid attention to An Yimo. Just as she was clearing her throat and wanted to ask something, a loud and clear voice came from the end of the workshop.

She looked over to where the voice had come from. It was pitch black, and in between the shadows was a red dot of light. It seemed like the speaker was smoking!

An Yimo turned around, looked at the origin of the voice, and loudly asked: "Who said I was a child of the Long family? My surname is An, I have no relationship with the Long family. "

"Heh, heh heh heh …" The man laughed unbridled, as though he did not put An Yimo in his eyes at all. An Yimo frowned, staring at the source of the sound, her back straightened, pretending to be calm.

The more she was afraid, the more confident the other party would be. She had to appear calm and composed, so that the kidnapper would be more prepared. This way, Ye Tiancheng wouldn't underestimate his enemy and would be able to buy more time for Ye Tiancheng to save his life.

"As expected, it's not simple!" The voice from the other side came up again. Looking at the speck of light in the smoke ring, he seemed to have slowly stood up. "But …" Besides the children of the Long family, who else would have the guts to do so? If I remember correctly... The An couple were very, very poor. They were so poor that they couldn't even live in a hospital. People like them … How could they give birth to a child like the Long family? "

An Yimo's brows were tightly knitted together. If she remembered correctly, this person's voice … somewhere she should have heard it before.

She was certain that she had heard of it, but she couldn't remember where.

"You have always emphasized that I am a child of the Long family. Since that is the case, you should also know that I am Ye Tiancheng's wife, right?" An Yimo thought about it, and asked calmly.

"Of course I know. How could I not know the wife of the famous Young Master Ye?" The man smiled and said, "In other words, who in the capital doesn't know about this?"

An Yimo hid the expression on her face. This person's voice, seemed to be that of a middle-aged man, he probably did not use any change in tone to change his voice, so An Yimo felt that his voice was familiar.

Suppressing the thoughts in her heart, An Yimo said: "Since your distinguished self knows that I am the wife of the Young Master Ye, and also thinks that I am a child of the Long family, then … "I was curious, who exactly are you? You actually dared to kidnap me here."

"Heh heh, heh heh heh …" "You're really smart, no wonder Zi Yu and Ol 'Four were in such a hurry to let you go back to the Long family. That would be a great merit." The voice laughed again, and then the smoke that was ignited by him disappeared, as if it was slowly walking towards An Yimo.

An Yimo's heart suddenly jumped for no reason.

The kidnapper approached her. What would he do next?

An Yimo's eyes stared unblinkingly in that direction.

That man gradually revealed his face.

First was Cen Liang's shoes. In a place like this, his shoes could actually be this clean.

Next was the slightly bulging, middle-aged beer belly.

As he moved up the beer belly and under the dim yellow candlelight, the outline of the middle-aged man gradually appeared under the light.

Unknowingly, An Yimo took in a deep breath of cold air. This middle-aged man was indeed a familiar person!

His square face, unperturbed expression, looked at An Yimo indifferently, and even had a hint of a smile in it, causing others to feel suspicious!

This person was none other than Long Yibo's cousin!

That time, when An Yimo was in the hospital visiting the An’s father, she coincidentally bumped into this man who was with Long Yibo, who was visiting a patient in the hospital.

At that time, An Yimo had felt that this man had looked at her with a strange gaze. Before long, she would be "invited" to the Long family, and her identity would be suspected.

She thought, she had seen Long Yibo quite a few times, but Long Yibo didn't suspect him in the slightest. This man looked at her with that kind of expression, for some reason, when he saw her.

Thinking about it, An Yimo frowned, she stared at the man for a long while, then asked: "So it's you. There's something... I'm rather curious. "

"Feel free to speak." Long Yibo's cousin was called Long Jian, and was the number two in the Long family. However, did not know of any of this at the moment.

"At that time, when you saw me in the hospital, did you think that I looked very similar to someone from the Long family? For example … My brothers and sisters? Or my parents? Of course, these siblings and parents are the ones that you suspect. " An Yimo's face turned serious.

"Right." Long Jian nodded, he looked at An Yimo with a serious face, and said: "You … Indeed, it is very similar to someone I know. At that time, after leaving the hospital, I tried to point it out but afterwards … "That's why I had that scene when he and Ziyu invited you to the Long family."

So it was like that.

"Then... Now you invited me here because... Your Long family didn't go back on your word. You wouldn't force me if you said it, and now because I didn't want to 'borrow' a strand of hair for you, you go back on your word. Do you want to force me? " An Yimo's expression was cold and detached, and when speaking of the Long family members, there was not a single trace of emotion. It was as if she was someone unrelated to the Long family.

Long Jian was not angry, but instead, had a faint smile on his face. Hearing An Yimo's words, she started to laugh loudly.

Seeing him in such a state, An Yimo became even more confused. Her eyebrows knitted together as she stared at Long Jian and asked, "Is it that funny?"

"Hahaha …" As if he had heard a great joke, he raised his head and laughed heartily. As he strode forward, he walked towards An Yimo.

Beside him, other than the driver and Scarface, there was no one else. As for the two people, they were also quietly guarding beside An Yimo, invisibly forming a protective barrier, protecting Long Jian and protecting him.

Hearing Long Jian's laughter, An Yimo's brows knitted tightly. He stared at the man for a long while but did not know how to reply!

Suddenly, Long Jian's smile stopped, and his eyes shone as he stared coldly at An Yimo, enunciating every word. He spoke coldly: "For this kind of thing, Zi Yu and I would do such a thing, I definitely wouldn't do it, why would it be so troublesome? Even though I said that I won't force you, in reality, I am still secretly investigating, am I not? "

"What do you want to do to me?" An Yimo frowned, her pupils contracted fiercely as she stared at Long Jian and asked.

"Don't worry Miss An, I won't force 'borrow' your hair." Long Jian's face was full of smiles. Looking at An Yimo's smile, her smile became even more intense, "But … Since you are a member of the Long family, no matter what, I can be considered your uncle. This uncle of mine, even though she is only a cousin of yours, but compared to your cousin Long Yibo, we are much more intimate … "

"What is it? "Could it be that you have already determined that I am a member of the Long family?" An Yimo frowned, she was confused: "I'm curious, why are you so sure?"

Long Jian slowly laughed, "Has Miss An not noticed recently that you keep losing things?"

An Yimo held her eyebrows together and thought for a while. Then, she came to a sudden realization, "Um … My jade pendant, did you get someone to steal it from me? "

"Jade pendant? That jade pendant is indeed exquisite, but it's from your mother's family, so I'm not interested. " Long Jian did not deny it and said generously.

"Then... "What do you mean, what do you mean?" After An Yimo finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something, and came to a sudden realization: "You're saying … That little red soft cloth bag with the jade pendant? "