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"As his wife, I must be involved in finding out who killed him! Otherwise, when I die of old age one day, how will you teach me how to face him? "

Long Qian's mood was exceptionally heavy.

Xiao Jingyi was influenced by her emotions and sighed, "Big brother, you're right! If you don't let Drifting Water go, she'll obediently stay there? No matter who it is that gets involved with this matter, no one is willing to let it slide! "

Mo Yefeng's expression was very cold, but he remained unmoved.

His eyes were filled with a resolute determination as he looked at Long Qian Qian, "Qian Chao, you don't need to talk about this anymore."

"No!" Brother, I must go! " Long Qian's emotions were stirred up.

"Then what about the Mo Residence?" What about Little Rock? What about Grandfather? " A trace of anger surfaced on the warm face of the Ink Night Wind!

Just as everyone was arguing, a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"As long as I'm here, nothing will happen to the Mo Residence!"

Everyone was shocked. They turned around and saw Meng Xiaoluo and Yun Hua walk in.

"Little Luo?" Long Qian muttered to himself.

"Rolo?" Mo Yefeng and Xiao Jingyi were also stunned.

Meng Xiaoluo looked at Long Qian and greeted them one by one. Her red lips opened slightly as she said, "Yes, Big Brother. Shallow. I have recovered my memories! "

Long Qian Qian happily grabbed her hand, "Really? Little Luo, have you remembered the past? "

Meng Xiaoluo nodded. "Yes!" Besides, I've gone to the police station where I used to work. After hesitating for a moment, with the help of my contribution points, I was even promoted to captain! "

"Little Luo, congratulations!" Long Qian said sincerely.

"Yes." Meng Xiaoluo nodded and released her hands. Then, she walked up to Mo Yafeng. Big brother, just let Qian Jin go. We all know what sort of person shallow people are. Even if she had promised to stay, she would come after you left.

If that happened, she would definitely face some danger. In my opinion, it would be better to go with you guys, in order to have a better safety net. Don't worry, I'll send some men to accompany you. Before we came here, I contacted Big Brother Beichuan, who will also send some troops to follow us and protect you in the dark! "

Hearing this, Mo Yefeng revealed a look of hesitation.

Yun Hua also said, "Big Brother Ye Feng, you can be at ease with the Mo Residence's safety. I had a deal with Lolo, and during that time we moved back in. Firstly, he could accompany my mother, and secondly, he could protect everyone in the Mo Residence. Young Master in particular, is a target that we must protect! "

If that was the case, Mo Yefeng could say no more. He could only nod silently, "Alright then!"

Seeing him nod in agreement, Long Qian's face revealed a happy smile.

The next morning, Yun Hua and Meng Xiaoluo checked into the old residence of the Mo family. Mo Xuehui liked Meng Xiaoluo very much, so he gifted the Wutong Gardens to them.

At first, Long Qian still felt that the Wutong Courtyard was not good, so she wanted to find a better place for them to stay. However, she was rejected by Meng Xiaoluo. She smiled and said, "We only need to let the servant take care of the interior. Besides, Wutong Courtyard, this name is not bad. I like it very much."

Yun Hua hugged Meng Xiaoluo's shoulder and said, "Parasol tree treats old, mandarin ducks will die together!"

Meng Xiaoluo's face turned red, and she gave him a charming and gentle smile.

What a great 'Parasol trees treat each other like old men, and mandarin ducks die together'. This was the most beautiful description of a love oath that Long Qian had ever heard. The branches and leaves of the male wutong tree cover each other until old, and the mandarin ducks and water birds form two pairs and follow each other to their deaths. The meaning is never separate, the love of life and death with each other.

It was both touching and warm!

Hearing Yun Hua's words, even Long Qian could feel the deep love Yun Hua had for Meng Xiaoluo.

All of a sudden, she suddenly thought of something. Didn't Mo Yeyue treat her like this when she was still alive? However, at that time, her eyes and ears had been clouded, and she had turned a blind eye to all that he had done!

Sensing Long Qian's pale face, Meng Xiao Luo grabbed her hand and held it tightly. He comforted her, "Shallowly, it will be fine."

Anyone could speak words of consolation. But who could walk out of this grief? Perhaps, only after experiencing it personally would he be able to experience it!

Long Qian's lips curled up into a warm smile as he nodded his head.

On the same day, the people Meng Xiaoluo brought were hiding in a secluded place in the old residence of the Mo family to protect them.

Long Qian remembered that when Meng Xiaoluo had led her men to surround the entire Old Mo Residence in police uniform, the scene had been so spectacular. It was still lingering in her mind!

She knew what Meng Xiaoluo's intention was. In fact, that would be for the best. Those who tried to sneak in were in the open, and these people were in the dark.

The servants followed Mo Yu's instructions and cleaned the entire Wutong Courtyard, both internally and externally. As for the furniture and other things inside, they looked completely new. All the old stuff had been cleaned up.

It was as if the entire Wutong Courtyard had been renovated.

Long Qian gazed at the warm Wutong Gardens and asked, "Little Luo, are you satisfied?"

Meng Xiaoluo nodded. "I'm very satisfied!"

Long Qian said, "Then I'll leave the Mo Residence to you."

"Don't worry, shallow." Let alone the fact that you've treated me well before, even if it's Ye Han, I will protect his family well. I can vouch for the safety of Grandfather and Young Master. "

With Meng Xiaoluo's words, Long shui felt relieved.

The sky was gray, and the spring rain was coming.

Long Qian Qian got off the car and held up an umbrella, her expression cold and solemn. He came to Mo Yeyue's grave. The cold rain had wet the lonely tombstone. This made the cold mausoleum even more desolate.

Directly in front of the tombstone was a black-and-white photo of Mo Yanxue. The man in the photo was handsome and full of heroic spirit. Unfortunately … Long Qian sighed helplessly. Suddenly, a bunch of fresh flowers placed in front of the tombstone broke into her line of sight!

The petals of the flowers were extremely bright. Not a single trace of dried up yellow could be seen on the leaves or petals. That is to say, the bouquet was placed only today. Furthermore, there were crystal raindrops stuck to the petals. So someone must have been here before she came.

Who could it be? Long Qian crouched down and picked up the flowers. The fragrance of the flowers caused her to frown uncomfortably.

This rich fragrance was no stranger to her!