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"Uncle Rong, bring this woman out." The man with the scar on his face was not good-looking to begin with. With his loud voice and the scar on his face, he looked very ferocious.

An Yimo took a deep breath, and tried her best to remain calm as she looked at the scarred face: "What? Is the person who rescued me here yet? "

"Rescue? Miss An, are you thinking too much? " Scarface gawked for a moment. His expression coupled with his ferocious look made him look a little comical.

"Ugh …" Then, then why did you call me out? " An Yimo was a little afraid, since the people who came to save her were not here, what were they planning to do? Would she be in any danger?

"When I called you out, you came out. Why are you being so long-winded?" Scarface was obviously impatient, and his face was full of anger.

An Yimo swallowed her saliva, and dared not speak further, after hesitating for a moment, she stood up as well.

Fortunately, these people saw that she was only a weak girl and was pregnant, so they did not tie her up. That way, even if she knew that she would not be able to escape, it would be much easier for Ye Tiancheng to save her later, otherwise, if she was tied to him, it would be even possible for her to leave.

"Uncle Rong, I hope you will take care of yourself." An Yimo stood up, she walked to the door and hesitated, then turned and said to Rong Jinhai.

The knife-scarred man turned and looked at Rong Jinhai strangely, a profound look flashing past his eyes.

Rong Jinhai squinted his eyes and did not say anything, he said to the scarred face: "Brother, take her out."

The knife-scarred face didn't seem to respect Rong Jinhai as the driver. Hearing Rong Jinhai's words, he snorted and pushed An Yimo, telling him to hurry up.

She was in the room just now, so Rong Jinhai wanted to smoke in there. Considering that she was pregnant, so she opened the window, and now that they came out, the rusty smell of the machinery in the factory, as well as the many cigarettes that the men had smoked in there, mixed together, An Yimo's eyebrows immediately knitted together. After that, she turned her face around and started to vomit towards the side, feeling her stomach rolling over and over with extreme discomfort.

"Hurry up!"

, who was sitting in the corner, turned his face when he heard the voice and laughed: "Dao Ba, don't be so rude, you have to consider Miss An's current situation."

"So troublesome." Scarface did not dare speak further, and muttered something under his breath. After waiting for a while, An Yimo finally stood up and followed Scarface in Long Jian's direction.

Long Jian sat there leisurely. Although there was no nervousness on his face, An Yimo could tell that his expression was clearly not as relaxed as before. An Yimo thought, could it be that his negotiations were not that smooth?

"The rescuer hasn't arrived yet, but I'm already awake. Are you calling me over for something?" An Yimo cautiously looked at Long Jian and said.

Long Jian looked at An Yimo, and shook his head regretfully: "So you also knew that the person who saved you didn't come?"

"So what?" An Yimo frowned, and looked at Long Jian uncomfortably, and pretended to be calm.

"Miss An, you have been starving for so long. I know that women who are in the early stages of pregnancy might not have a good appetite, but you can't possibly not eat, right?" Long Jian's brows rose as he looked at An Yimo with a somewhat mocking gaze.

"So what?" An Yimo raised her eyebrows, and looked at Long Jian with some dissatisfaction.

Long Jian sneered, and said: "Miss An isn't in a hurry, aren't you afraid that no one will come to save you?" Long Jian looked at An Yimo with a confident expression and asked.

"This should be something you should be worried about, right? "He spent so much effort thinking that he tied up a fat sheep, but in the end, it was not worth anything at all." An Yimo sneered, and looked at Long Jian somewhat mockingly, but in her heart, she was a little unsure.

Long Jian's targets were Long Yibo and Long Ziyu. Those two, was the one who made the decision, Long Ziyu.

To be honest, it was normal that he didn't come to save An Yimo. It would've been strange if he had come.

"I am indeed worried, but I have given it my all. At worst, I will just end up empty-handed, but Miss An, you …" It could be your own life, plus the life of a child. " Long Jian said slowly.

An Yimo's expression changed as she coldly looked at Long Jian and said, "If you really have that intention … I advise you to stop this, unless you are not afraid of death, or rather … Unless you want to die. "

"Miss An, you sure have a big mouth. What? Do you have any confidence in that brother of yours?" Long Jian laughed, and looked at An Yimo with surprise.

An Yimo lightly snorted, and said: "Don't forget, I am Ye Tiancheng's wife, a child with Ye Family in my stomach. I don't know if Long Ziyu will save me, but … Ye Tiancheng will definitely come to save me. "

"Oh? Then, Miss An's meaning is, is it to wait slowly? " Long Jian Xiao Wen.

An Yimo looked at Long Jian blankly, and had no intention of replying.

Long Jian chuckled, and said: "Miss An, Young Master Ye may come to save you, but there is a huge risk involved. Even if he comes, he might not be able to rescue you out of there.

"Ha ha, ha ha …" An Yimo did not speak, she only sized Long Jian up from head to toe, and gave a cold and mocking smile.

Long Jian's face changed slightly. "What are you laughing at?"

An Yimo said coldly: "I'm laughing at your stupidity, I really don't know why a person like you would still hope to oppose Long Ziyu."

Long Jian's face sank, and looked at An Yimo with some surprise.

An Yimo had slept for a while, why was her attitude completely different from before? Did something happen?

"Miss An, what do you mean? I'm curious." Long Jian coldly pulled at the corner of his mouth as he asked indifferently.

"I'm laughing at how naive you are. I haven't tested your DNA yet, so what can a token mean? Even if the keepsake you said is only owned by the Long family, how do you know it must be mine? Maybe I picked it up, or maybe my parents picked it up, or maybe there's an identical one. Do you think you're a female worker from a clothing factory, and you can even tell that the one with a cloth bag is the Long Family? Do you think this is ancient times and that this is the only one with a Golden Silk Lotus Bag? "

Long Jian's gaze turned cold, "Continue."

An Yimo was also impolite, as she said with a face full of kindness: "Of course, it is very possible that I am the one from the Long family. Would a person like Long Ziyu have such good intentions? Didn't he take advantage of this opportunity to get rid of me? If there's no DNA test, then he can tell his father, I'm not his sister, I'm a fake, and might wrongly accuse me of partnering up with you. When that time comes, when you go back, the Long family will deal with you, and Ye Tiancheng will deal with you, you'll be in a lot of trouble. "

Long Jian's face became even uglier, because what An Yimo said made sense.

Seeing that his expression had finally changed, An Yimo felt more at ease and continued to fear Long Jian: "Of course, I don't mind you helping Long Ziyu to clear such a huge obstacle. He'll thank you.

Long Jian's eyes narrowed tightly, the scarred face beside An Yimo had long changed color due to An Yimo's words, and even the calm and collected driver had an extremely unsightly expression.

An Yimo couldn't help but sigh, and said: "Sigh, I don't even know what you two are thinking about. Since we still haven't come to an agreement, I'm sure that you guys aren't willing to come, if I were you, why don't you let me go right now, at least I won't have any enmity with Young Master Ye."

"Oh? What does Miss An think I should do? " Long Jian said.

An Yimo thought for a while, then said: "If I were you, then let me go, and I'll properly hand it over to Ye Tiancheng."

"And then?" Long Jian asked again.

An Yimo continued, "And then … Didn't Ye Family have enmity with the Long family? Since you also had a second heart... I might as well take this opportunity to work with the Young Master Ye. Maybe the chances are higher for you. If you are willing to let me go, Young Master Ye will trust you as well.

"Pa Pa Pa!"

Long Jian suddenly extended his hand and began to clap. With a face full of smiles, he looked at An Yimo and said with a smile: "Miss An is indeed not simple.

"Hmm?" An Yimo frowned, she was surprised by the change in events.

Long Jian looked at the driver at the side: "Do you think Miss An is very smart?"

The driver nodded. "Indeed."

Long Jian stood up again and walked over to An Yimo's side. With a face full of smiles, he said: "Miss An, you just spoke out your thoughts. Do you know what I would do if it were me?"

"You, what will you do?" An Yimo swallowed her saliva as she took a step back in fear.

Long Jian slowly approached An Yimo. "If … If no one came to save you, and Long Ziyu was truly unwilling to agree to my conditions, then he would be the first one … I will kick the child out of your stomach. The second step is to torture you to death … No matter what, the enmity between Long Ziyu and I has already been settled. Since that's the case, why don't we tie the knot a little more thoroughly?

As he said that, his pair of fierce eyes shot towards An Yimo's lower abdomen.