C850 (1/2)

It was a simple word that gently flowed out from his lips.

It was like a soft, gentle feeling between lovers, light, light, and slow … Accompanying the voice were two streams of clear tears flowing out of her beautiful eyes!

Even though Mother Rong was trying her best to hold it in, her face was covered in tears. Mo Eversnow and Mo Yefeng were the same, she had both grown up with her own hands. The first wife had long since passed on with hatred. In her eyes, the two children seemed to be born from her. And now, Mo Eversnow was in such a predicament. How could he not teach her to feel sad?

She blinked and looked at the empty hall in front of her, then looked at Long Qian's face, which was filled with infatuation. She quickly said, ”Second Young Madam, Second Young Madam … Shallow... ”Shallow …”

”Shh!” Long Qian stretched out her hand to cover her lower lip. ”Tears rolled down the sides of his mouth.” Mother Rong, don't disturb the night. He will be unhappy. ”

”Qian Qian, that isn't the second young master. The second young master …” He has already … It's gone! ” Mama Rong burst into tears.

”You're lying!” Long Qian Qian suddenly growled in a low voice as she looked at her with her long, shapely eyebrows. ”This is the only time since she entered the Waterwood Garden that she was dissatisfied with Mother Rong.” Ye Han is not gone, he's still fine, he's not gone! ”

Finishing her words, she turned her head to look at the place where Mo Eversnow was standing a moment ago.

However, the person who was standing there just a moment ago suddenly disappeared. How is that possible? Why did it disappear?

Long Qian Qian let go of Mother Rong's hand and quickly walked over.

”Ye Han, Ye Han, where are you?” Ye Han... Come out... ”Ye Han …”

Mother Rong rushed over, ”Qian Qian, stop shouting. Don't be like this... Mother Rong knows that you feel terrible. ”If you feel uncomfortable, just cry. If you cry, just cry.”

Long Qian's eyes widened in fear as he shook his head with all his might, ”No, that can't be. Ye Han was clearly here just now. I saw him. Mother Rong, I saw him with my own eyes.” By the way, he was upstairs. He must be tired, so he went back to his room to rest. I'll go up and find her. ”

After saying that, she quickly ran upstairs.

Since Mother Rong couldn't stop him, she had no choice but to follow along!

”Ye Han, where are you? Can you come out? Don't hide from me anymore! Ye Han... ”Mo Yeyan …”

Long Qian shouted loudly. There was no bedroom, no washroom, not even a study.

”Mo Ye Han, you come out, how can you hide from me …” Weren't you always looking for me? Didn't you not allow me to leave you … ”I didn't leave, why did you hide …”

One night, no sleep!

The Mo family was having a funeral.

Ji Chuyang, Xiao Jingyi, Meng Xiaoluo, and the others all came to mourn.

The women of the Mo family couldn't enter the ancestral hall.

Long Qian, dressed in filial clothes, knelt outside the ancestral hall. Countless flowers could not conceal this deep sadness. The paper money that was flying all over the sky felt like a huge and cold snowstorm!

The object of interest was a smoky brazier. Anyone who came would throw a bill in. The blazing fire reflected in Long Qing's clear black and white eyes, which were filled with sorrow and despair.

In the past, she had never felt anything. However, he would never realize that this person held such an important weight in his heart until he lost it forever!

In fact, it was irreplaceable!