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Xiao Jingyi had answered all the questions in her heart!

"Back then, Guan Yongmei was Mu Xianlin's secret lover before she left with Mo Yongzhong. Almost no one in G City knew about this. And at that time, Mo Yong Zhong's sudden appearance caused Guan Yongmei to kick Mu Wenlin aside, throwing herself into Mo Yong Zhong's embrace.

Xiao San changed customers, and after a period of time, became a Xiao San. Shortly after following Mo Yong Zhong, she claimed that he was pregnant.

When it was time to go to the basin, he said that he would go to the Guan family to produce and sit in peace. Furthermore, Mo Yong Zhong was not allowed to visit him. When the moon was full, she lied about the child's death. Mo Yong Zhong's heart ached for a long time, but he helplessly accepted the truth. After a year, Guan Yongmei became pregnant again, and this child was the Ink Night Dragon.

Because Mo Yong Zhong lost a son, he was exceptionally fond of this Mo Ye Dragon. He felt that Guan Yongmei's presence at the Mo family was not the main reason for what happened that year. Therefore, he always felt that he owed Guan Wumei! "

If not for Mo Yeyan and Mo Yefeng, there would have been the miserable death of that little girl from back then. Perhaps Long Qian felt that this Mo Yong Zhong was very loyal to his friends, and could be easily deceived.

However, he allowed his mistress to use all sorts of underhanded methods to kill his ex-wife's sons and even plotted the death of the baby girl. Therefore, this man's so-called friendship was just an act.

Ji Chu Yang shook his head and sighed, saying, "Poor Mo Yong Zhong, to the point of death, I didn't know that I was just a replacement."

He didn't know what it was like to be mocked by others as a son.

Long Qian Qian secretly looked at Mo Ye Han. He was surprised to find that the man's expression was still as calm as water without any ripples. What he said was true. In his heart, Mo Yong Zhong no longer had any relationship with him, and they were no longer related to father and son.

When it came to Mo Yong Zhong, he was nothing more than an insignificant person!

Mo Ye Han said: "I do know about that. The Mu and Mu Families are actually very close. On the surface, it seems that the two families don't have any business dealings with each other, so it's very rare for them to interact in private. In reality, the two families were especially close. However, I never expected that Mu Qingxuan would be the first son of Guan Yongmei. "

"Don't say that you don't know, I didn't think of it." Ji Chuyang laughed and replied, "No wonder Mu Qingxuan jumped into our sight so impatiently. He can't wait to avenge his short-lived mother."

A gloomy light flashed from Mo Yeyan's eyes. His thin lips slightly parted as he said, "I came at the perfect time. It saves me the trouble of finding him."

Following which, the men started to lay down their plans to lure Mu Qingxuan into the vat step by step. With the least possible loss, he would obtain the greatest victory.

It lasted more than two hours before it ended.

Mo Yefeng put down the teacup and swept his gaze across Long Qian's face. Are you tired? Go back to your room and rest for a while. "

Long Qian Qian was indeed a little tired. She nodded and smiled at him gratefully. He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a rest."

"Go." At this time, the person who spoke was Mo Yeyan.

It was as if their relationship was still the same as before. Long Qian Qian felt a bit awkward, and didn't know how to reply.

On the other hand, the others didn't show any strange expressions.

Perhaps, in their eyes, the two of them had already made up. However, only she knew that this might never happen again.

In the end, Long Qian didn't say a single word and returned to her room.

In the evening, when Mama Rong called her over for dinner, she and Mama Rong were the only two people left at the table. Since the men weren't here, they were probably busy outside.

And Mo Eversnow was not there either. This caused Long Qian to feel a bit surprised, but this was also good. It saved her the embarrassment of pretending to face her naturally.

However, at dinner time, there were several times when Mother Rong wanted to say something but hesitated, as if she had something to say.

Long Qian Qian knew that her words must have something to do with Mo Ye Han. She was too lazy to care about anything that had to do with him. She ate a few mouthfuls before returning to her room.

This day was so comfortable that he could not sleep at night!

Perhaps it was because the environment had changed, or perhaps it was simply because he was unable to sleep.

Long Qian turned his head and saw the empty table. Forgot to pour the water. Helpless, Long Qian got up and prepared to go downstairs to get some water.

She was wearing her slippers when she heard the door open.

Immediately after, the door to Mother Rong's room opened, "Who is it? "Wow, second young master is back."

"Yes." Mo Ye Han responded to her softly.

"You... Have you eaten? "

"Yes." Mo Ye Han changed his shoes and placed his bag on a nearby table. Then he said, "Mother Rong, you should rest."

"Hey, okay." "Mother Rong nodded, but still poured him a cup of water and placed it on the sofa in front of him." Second Young Master, it's hot outside, let's drink some water. "

"Thank you." Mo Eversnow sat on the sofa and nodded.

Silence returned downstairs. The man sat quietly on the sofa. He did not go back to his room to rest nor did he drink any water. What was going on? What was he doing here in the middle of the night?

Long Qian wanted to go back to his room. However, he was also slightly curious. For one thing, he was afraid that his footsteps would be heard by him. Secondly, he was also curious about what he wanted to do.

After sitting for a while, the man straightened his waist, picked up the cup of water on the table, and took a sip.

The sofa had its back facing the window, and the night outside was quiet. The moonlight shone in, merging with the light inside the room. It gently landed on the handsome and tall figure of the man.

The window was not tightly shut, leaving behind a small crack. A breeze blew in from the window, lifting a corner of the curtain and dancing.

Perhaps because of the cool night breeze, Mo Eversnow turned around and calmly gazed outside.

And his posture and position just happened to reflect the silhouette on the side into Long Qian's eyes. The straight bridge of his nose propped up his facial features, giving him a three-dimensional appearance.

It was rare for China to have facial features like this, and most of them were relatively flat. The contours of Mo Eversnow's face were very deep, as if they had been meticulously carved by God.

The man's gaze didn't seem to have any focus. All the lights and moonlight outside the window were reflected in his obsidian eyes.