This house is typical of the Republic of China style, generally European Gothic style, but the details can be clearly seen in some Z country traditional decoration.

For example, without the pagoda spires, the roof was replaced with glazed tiles, and the bamboo in the corridor in front of the door was also decorated with the classical lotus flowers of the State of Z and other decorations. The window was a wooden window of the Z country style, but outside was a carved fence made of iron.

Although it was said to be a mix-and-match, after being nurtured for a long time, it was already in line with the taste of the Z people and looked very beautiful.

The two walked over and stood in front of the gate. Mo Han was a little nervous and took a deep breath. Fu Yuchen raised his hand and placed it on Mo Han's shoulder. The familiar temperature calmed Mo Han's heart.

Slowly exhaling, he raised his hand and rang the doorbell. The two of them were a little nervous. They were afraid that no one would open the door. Previously, when investigating this place, they knew that this house was bought by an unknown person. Therefore, they could not find the contact information. Therefore, if there was no one, they would be in trouble. They might not know how long it would take for them to enter the house to have a look.

When the first bell rang, both of them felt a little disappointed. They felt that there might be no hope. Mo Han raised her hand and pressed it again. She decided that no one would come out after the first bell rang. They would leave first and think of another way.

However, the heavens still gave them a lot of face. The first time the bell rang, a female voice rang.

"Coming."

Fu Yuchen and Mo Han exchanged pleasantly surprised glances. They were all eager to see through each other. They were like this woman who came out before she could say anything. Quickly show her face.

Very quickly, the people inside opened up and a short-haired woman wrapped in a large shawl walked out. Her figure was very slender. Her black hair was curled up in a retro fashion. The black ramp heels she wore underneath made her snow-white skin look even more delicate and fair. It was like high-grade ceramics. She had a fragile beauty.

The woman had curved eyebrows, her lips flushed red, and a cold face. She walked over as if she had entered Old Shanghai.

Walking to the carved gate, through the fence, he spoke like a cigarette, or a voice from an old record player, and asked them, "Who are you?"

"Hello, we came here based on this address. When my Great Aunt was young, she might have lived here. We just wanted to look for her and see if we could find any traces of her." Mo Han lifted the picture of the envelope from her phone and showed it to the woman.

The woman only glanced at the photo, but she raised her head to stare at Mo Han and said, "Can you put your hair behind your ears?"

Although Mo Han was somewhat puzzled, she still followed suit. After the woman saw Mo Han's movements, her originally narrow and long phoenix eyes suddenly widened. She slowly smiled like a blooming white rose.

"I recognize you, or your face. Come in." After the woman finished speaking, she opened the door and turned around to bring them into the room.

"My name is Xiao Yan. I'm a writer." Xiao Yan introduced herself to them. As she walked, Mo Han discovered that Xiao Yan's cape was actually made of wine-red velvet cheongsam. She walked along with her, revealing a slight corner that gave off a lively fragrance.

"My name is Mo Han, and his name is Fu Yuchen. We are in electronic sports entertainment."

"Yes." Xiao Yan turned her head without caring at all.

After the three entered the room, they discovered that the furniture inside was also some old European-style furniture, indirectly mixed with some classic wooden furniture. Xiao Yan invited them to sit down, then turned around and went to the kitchen to bring some coffee.

"Tell me." Xiao Yan elegantly picked up the cup and took a sip. "Although your face looks very similar to the mistress of this house, I have to hear it."

Hearing this, Mo Han's eyes lit up and she said, "It's only recently that I found out that I have such a Great Aunt. Her name is Shu Xiaoman. She should be the mistress of the house you mentioned. Her story is very long …"

Mo Han tried her best to be brief. After a long time, she drank a pot of coffee before saying that Little Man Great Aunt had left Qinghe Town to look for Jiang Shaoyuan.

"What we know now is that we have arrived here in more detail. Two years later, Little Man Great Aunt returned to Qinghe Town and hasn't left since. Furthermore, Jiang Shaoyuan hasn't gone to look for her. Right now, we are filled with puzzles, so we want to know what happened in the two years between Little Man Great Aunt and Little Man Great Aunt." Fu Yuchen added, "And this address was given to us by Aunt Little Rong. Back then, we loved the envelope Shao Yuan gave Little Man Great Aunt, so we found it."

Xiaoyan's two lines of clear tears had long flowed down her cheeks. She was now slowly wiping her face with a napkin. She coughed softly and said, "Well, this villa had never been occupied before I came. After I came, I did not change the things inside. So if there really is anything, you guys go and look for it. You can definitely find it."

Fu Yuchen and Mo Han exchanged glances and were pleasantly surprised, "Thank you. This is great news for us."

"I've always liked people and things in the Republic of China. I moved here for inspiration to write a different story. This place really surprised me. The beautiful hostess and the handsome officer, but even if it attracted me, I couldn't find the families of these two and I couldn't find out their stories."

"However, I can clearly feel that the relationship between them is definitely not as simple as the one in the photo. So I searched around the room and found something very important. You may need it." Xiao Yan said.

Mo Han said, "What is it?"

"A diary, a diary of the hostess."

After Xiao Yan finished speaking, she took the two of them to the second floor. At the end of the stairs, they entered a room. It was as if they had returned to Qinghe Town. It was the same bed, the same dressing table, the same wardrobe, and even the same window.

Xiao Yan leaned against the dressing table, her slender white fingers gently sliding past the dressing table with a beautiful wooden pattern. "Here are two bedrooms, one is this one, and the other is the one next to it. Two completely different styles. That is European style, soft queen bed, and gorgeous mirror. There are traces of use." There are a lot of rooms in this villa, so I don't have these two anymore. I'm staying in a room that should be a guest room beside me. "

As Xiaoyan spoke, she opened a drawer on the dressing table and took out a thick leather diary from it. She handed it to the two of them and said, "Take it back and read it slowly. You should be able to get what you want. I also need to reorganize and think about what I got."

"I don't know if you're willing or not, but I'll write it down." Xiao Yan raised her eyes and looked at the two of them.

Fu Yuchen glanced at Mo Han and agreed. "To be honest, we are also investing in movies. We also plan to make movies of the two of them. If you are willing to write, you can. However, can you sell us the copyright? At that time, we will release it together with the movie."

Mo Xixi stopped and raised his eyes to look at Bai Nandie. His eyes were red, causing Ling Nandie to be stunned, but he immediately recovered. Mo Xixi had asked for all of this. Who was to blame?

Looking at Ling Nandie's complacent expression, Mo Xixi's heart grew even angrier as he stared at Ling Nandie without blinking.

"Ling Nandie, what I have in my stomach is also a living life. Can you really do it?" Mo Xixi took a deep breath and his voice trembled.

Hearing Mo Xixi's words, Ling Nandie laughed, as if he had heard a big joke.

"Hahaha! Mo Xixi, stop making me laugh. Life? Well, I admit it's a life. This child was born wrong. It can't be forgiven!" Ling Nandie's every word struck straight into Mo Xixi's heart.

Mo Xixi stared blankly at Ling Nandie. Her eyes began to lose focus. She did not believe that Ling Nandie would think so. Therefore, they had already planned to keep her child alive from the start.

Seeing Mo Xixi's expression of disbelief, Ling Nandie became even more complacent and laughed louder. Ling Nandie's laughter pulled back Mo Xixi's thoughts. Mo Xixi gritted his teeth and threw Ling Nandie away.

Bearing the pain in his lower abdomen, Mo Xixi forcefully opened the door and ran out. A thin layer of cold sweat had already oozed out from his forehead, and strands of hair were sticking to it, giving off a feeling of weakness.

She had to save herself. Now, no one could help her. She had to leave this place.

Just a few steps away, Wang Meijie grabbed her by the shoulder and pulled her back. Mo Xixi was shocked and struggled hard. Ling Nandie also walked out of the bathroom and helped Wang Meijie grab Mo Xixi.

"Quick, take her to your room." Wang Meijie said to Mo Xixi.

Ling Nandie nodded and pulled Mo Xixi to his room without hesitation.

Along the way, due to Mo Xixi's struggle, there were many more wounds. It was very scary. Wang Meijie pressed Mo Xixi onto a chair, tied her up with a rope, and closed her mouth.

"Don't worry, when you're done, we'll let you go." After doing this, Wang Meijie clapped her hands and said to Mo Xixi in a relaxed manner, as if she was describing an extremely ordinary matter.

Hearing Wang Meijie's words, Mo Xixi struggled hard, tears flowing in her eyes. Because her mouth was blocked, she could only vaguely shout, she could not let anything happen to the child.

With a "pa" sound, a bright slap sounded. Ling Nandie slapped Mo Xixi's face fiercely. Mo Xixi was beaten to the side of his head with blood spilling out from the corner of his mouth.

Closing her eyes tightly to prevent her tears from flowing down her face, Mo Xixi kept this action motionless.

"Mo Xixi, I'm telling you, don't think about running. After the abortion, we'll send you to the hospital. If you don't listen, I don't mind letting you and your daughter be killed." Ling Nandie approached Mo Xixi's ear and said word by word.

Hearing Ling Nandie's words, Mo Xixi's body couldn't help but tremble. He still maintained that posture and didn't move. What exactly was needed to make people vicious to such an extent?

Mo Xixi raised his eyes and glared at Ling Nandie fiercely, but because his mouth was blocked, he could not speak, so he could only vaguely shout, wanting to ask Ling Nandie to let go of her.

Seeing Mo Xixi like this, Ling Nandie sneered, seemingly very pleased with himself. He tore off the tape on Mo Xixi's mouth and let her talk.

Mo Xixi took a deep breath and looked at Ling Nandie.

After a while, Mo Nandie slowly said, "Ling Xixi, kill me. Save my child …" His voice was hoarse and trembling.

Ling Nandie sneered and slowly replied, "Do you think Ling Ziqian will let me off if something happens to you?"

Hearing Ling Nandie's words, Mo Xixi was stunned. That's right, she still had Ling Ziqian. Ling Ziqian is still here. Ling Ziqian will definitely come to save her.

"Then do you think Ling Ziqian will let you off if something happens to my child?" Mo Xixi sneered and opened his eyes. He turned to look at Ling Nandie, his expression full of mockery.

Looking at Mo Xixi's expression, Ling Nandie glanced at her contemptuously. He didn't say anything more to Mo Xixi and directly turned around and walked out.