Quickly Married Cute Wife

He had to admit that Long Ziyu was extremely handsome, even his voice was very pleasant to listen to. The heavens were not fair, it was as if he had given the best to this man!

"It's me, An Yimo." An Yimo said in a cold and indifferent voice.

"Yi Mo?" Long Ziyu was startled for a moment, and then said: "My good little sister, why is it you who called? What, did Second Uncle let you go? "

"Nope."

Hearing his feigned gentleness and calling herself "little sister", for some reason, An Yimo couldn't help but shiver, and goosebumps rose all over her body.

"I knew he wasn't that kind." Long Ziyu's voice was cold and clear, and his voice came out from the speakers. She was very quiet, without the slightest noise, An Yimo sorrowfully thought, wouldn't this guy be lying at home sleeping, completely disregarding her life and death?

"Little sister, you must remember that second uncle is not a good person. If you return to the Long family in the future, you must remember this well." Long Ziyu added. His tone was flat and his tone was serious, just like a sensible brother lecturing his own sister.

An Yimo couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, this person …

An Yimo looked at the somewhat furious Long Jian at the side, and gave him a calm and collected look, saying: "Since you're calling me little sister, then shouldn't I call you big brother?"

"My pleasure." He said very politely, his voice was indeed cold.

"If that's the case …" Big brother, aren't you going to come and save me? " An Yimo climbed up the pole, and glanced at Long Jian: "Second Uncle said, if I don't come …. Kick the baby out of my belly and kill me on the way. "

"Is that so? The child in your stomach, is of Ye Family, so it's fine if you don't want it. " Long Ziyu stopped here for a moment before speaking coldly, "As for your life … I don't think Long Jian has the guts to do so, unless... He wants his son, his daughter, his wife and himself to die with him. "

As soon as he finished speaking, An Yimo instinctively looked towards Long Jian and her expression became extremely ugly.

An Yimo sighed, feeling sympathy for Long Jian.

Fighting with such a person was indeed quite a headache.

It was no wonder that Long Jian was not willing to continue their conversation. If they continued, Long Jian would go crazy. An Yimo looked at Long Jian's face which had changed color as she scratched her ears and felt a little afraid.

She might be fine after what Long Ziyu had said, but the child in her womb … That was more important than her life.

"Since you called me sister, does that mean that you have already accepted my Long family's identity?" An Yimo's eyes indicated for Long Jian to not be anxious. After thinking for a bit, she asked Long Ziyu.

Long Ziyu nodded his head, and said lightly: "Ah, it is indeed so. After you return, brother will bring you to check your DNA, and you will be able to see father soon."

He seemed to be saying that they would have a meal together later.

An Yimo let out a light breath and said to Long Ziyu: "Since you have confirmed my identity, then you don't need to care about the child in my stomach. If I were to say … If you don't care, I won't go back to the Long family. "

"Good little sister, since your identity has already been confirmed, when I see you, I will immediately bring you to see father." Good little sister, since your identity has already been confirmed, when I see you, I will immediately take you to see father. Long Ziyu said indifferently.

"Are you afraid that I will obstruct your future prospects?" An Yimo felt that she couldn't continue to talk nonsense with this man.

Long Ziyu was startled for a moment, and then said indifferently: "My good little sister, why do you think that? I'm very concerned about you. It's not right to think like this. "

An Yimo's brows furrowed, and said: "Otherwise, why would you take such a huge risk? "It's clear that you have your own selfish motives."

"Of course I have my own selfish motives, but …" I still do not dare to disobey father's wishes, so don't worry. " Long Ziyu said, as though he was prepared to hang up: "Just wait, I will come to save you soon, but you have to tell Long Jian, I will never agree to the conditions for negotiation!"

Hearing his tone of certainty, An Yimo could almost imagine the expression on that demon's ice-cold face. She immediately took a few deep breaths and said, "Wait."

"Sis, you still have something to say?" Long Ziyu's voice carried a trace of doubt: "Could it be … Did Second Uncle ask you to call me? "

An Yimo bit her lips and fell silent. For a moment, she didn't know how to speak.

"Of course not." An Yimo lightly denied. If she said yes at this time, wouldn't the two sides be trying to curry favor with him?

"Then you …" How did you get the chance to call me? " Of course, Long Ziyu was not easy to fool, and asked without question.

An Yimo chuckled and said, "Because … Rong Jinhai betrayed the Young Master Ye, but was persuaded by me, so I secretly called you for help. "

"Is that so?" Long Ziyu did not believe him, but he was smart enough not to reveal anything. "What else do you want to tell me?"

An Yimo glanced at the anxious Long Jian, and said: "I want to discuss a condition of exchange with you."

"What condition?" Long Ziyu seemed to be quite interested in it.

An Yimo hesitated for a moment and said, "I want … If you can come and save me and agree to Long Jian's conditions, I can promise you that I will never ever return to the Long family. "

"Oh?" Long Ziyu's voice stuttered, and his breathing clearly became a little hurried as well, "Are you for real?"

"Of course it's true, but …" Long Jian's conditions were somewhat harsh. He wants 20 per cent of the shares to go to his son. Obviously, I don't know if that would be a good thing for you. " An Yimo said.

"20%?" Long Jian is really crazy! " Long Ziyu coldly snorted, causing him to inexplicably shiver.

An Yimo continued: "Since you've already said that … Are you willing or not? "

"Of course not." Long Ziyu said coldly, "Yi Mo, Father already knows of your existence, so it's impossible for you not to return to the Long family, even if you're unwilling."

As he spoke, he paused for a moment and then said: "Also, Long Jian, let me tell you, your goal, is definitely not achieved. 20%, 2% are definitely impossible, it's simply impossible, it's simply a pipe dream. Even if the Long family were to give their hands to your son, he doesn't have the ability to manage them, he's just a fool who knows how to read examinations!"

"Du, du, du …"

Halfway through Long Ziyu's words, a beeping sound came from the phone, but his words still continued.

An Yimo was startled, she put down the phone, checked it, and confirmed that it was already hung up.

Just as he was wondering, Long Jian's eyes had already turned red from anger. He suddenly took a step forward, grabbed An Yimo's phone, and said fiercely: "Long Ziyu, don't be too arrogant. My son's intelligence is so high, how could he be an idiot? You're jealous, you think you can inherit the Long family? "You're just an adopted son, your name doesn't make sense …"

An Yimo was a little speechless, it seemed that Long Jian was so angry that she did not even notice that her phone was out of battery.

"I am indeed an adopted son, but my sister is legitimate. Furthermore … "Second Uncle's son has a high IQ, but his EQ is too low. He can't even read books. Other than those who refuse to listen to him, there's nothing else. I wonder what he will do after he finishes his PhD exam."

Long Ziyu's clear and melodious voice rang out, yet An Yimo's brows were tightly knitted with a face of doubt.

A wave of ecstasy followed.

If the call had really ended, then the person who had just spoken … It had to be Long Ziyu himself.

After hanging up, he was still talking. He could still hear her, which meant … Is Long Ziyu already in the vicinity?

Thinking about that, An Yimo's face revealed a look of ecstasy. She turned her head to look, only to see the rusted iron door of the workshop slowly being pushed open.

Under the dim light, a tall figure wearing a white suit and a dark red tie slowly walked in.

The word "elegant" and "elegant" seemed to be specially designed for this man!

Long Ziyu, he actually appeared at the entrance of the factory.

Being a spear, being dressed in white, and looking like a white horse prince stepping on a rainbow cloud, An Yimo was completely dumbfounded!

The three people present were just as shocked as An Yimo. They opened their mouths wide and looked at Long Ziyu who was slowly walking in.

He had one hand in his pants pocket while the other gently tidied up the hem of his suit. If the letter didn't come, then he wouldn't look like someone who came to rescue his kidnapped sister or negotiate. He would look like a noble young master walking in his own backyard.

If the ice-cold expression on his face was removed, others would even think that he was just a blind person who accidentally walked into the wrong place!

Only, his expression was too calm and collected, his noble face looked coldly at Long Jian, as if he was an emperor himself. This expression, was deeply imprinted in An Yimo's mind, and it was something that she could not erase in her entire life!

"Z-Zi Yu, how … how did you find him so quickly?" Long Jian was inexplicably afraid. His heart that was originally resolute suddenly trembled slightly, and became extremely afraid!

"Second Uncle, didn't you want to see me? Didn't you want to negotiate with me? I'm not coming... "How can such words be said so clearly?" A shallow indifference appeared on Long Ziyu's face as he continued to speak to Long Jian: "For this kind of thing, it's best to do it as an interview. Whether it's asking his little sister to pass on a message or making a call, it's not clear. I'll... But this represented respect for Second Uncle, why? Second Uncle doesn't welcome you? "

"You, you …" Long Jian couldn't help but take a step back and look at Long Ziyu with a face full of wariness and fear.

Long Ziyu's arrival nearly caused him to panic.

"Boss, calm down." The scar-faced man whispered into Long Jian's ear.

Long Jian nodded his head, then suddenly took out a blade from his pocket. He grabbed it with his hand, and pulled it towards the dazed An Yimo, and with a cold dagger, he placed it against her throat.