"Next, there's a recording from more than a decade ago." Quan Yitian's voice came out of the phone again, "Quan Mo, you should know that I like to save important and unimportant things so that I can keep them for later use, this is my habit." ”

As the words fell, a recording file was sent again.

"I don't know if you all know something, but this recording is definitely something you both want to hear." Quan Yitian sneered.

Kwon Mo's anger was on the verge of it.

Minutes and seconds passed.

He can't afford it.

Quan Mo looked at the mobile phone in his hand, pressed it suddenly, and the recording began-

"I'm afraid, I don't dare, I really don't dare, please, I don't do perjury, I don't frame others......" The girl's sobbing voice sounded from her phone, accompanied by boundless trepidation, unease, and fear.

Quan Mo's gaze suddenly froze.

This is...... More than ten years ago, Quan Yitian forced An Ge to make a perjured recording.

Quan Yitian even kept this!

“……”

Xi Nanxing stood opposite Quan Mo, and when he heard An Ge's voice from Girls' Generation, he couldn't help frowning.

What is this Quan Yitian doing?

How do you want to take out such a recording?

The two stood in the corridor, listening patiently, the recording was trimmed, and the voice was all the girl's crying helplessness, hoarseness, which made people feel like angina when they listened to it.

Gradually, the girl seemed to be tired, her voice became quieter and quieter, and she became more and more desperate—

"Senior? How can it be a senior...... Why do you want me to commit perjury, I don't want to, I don't want to harm seniors......"

"Please, let me go, I don't frame the senior, I don't frame the senior......"

"He's a good guy, really, he's a good guy, I know ......"

"Don't ...... No...... Please, please let me go, let my mom and dad go...... You also let the senior go, the senior is innocent, don't harm him, please ......"

"I beg you, uncle, I will kneel for you, I will kowtow to you, I beg you not to harm us."

Next, with the girl's crying, she kept kowtowing, and the sound of kowtowing was loud and loud, again and again......

“……”

Xi Nanxing's eyes stared at the mobile phone in Quan Mo's hand, and his chest throbbed violently.

The girl in the recording is far less smart and calm than An Ge is now, and she only cries, only pleads, and is only afraid when she encounters something.

It turned out that the ...... She had begged Quan Yitian like that in order not to frame him.

“……”

Ango.

Quan Mo's hand held the phone hard, and the girl's crying was like a needle that had been sealed for more than ten years, rusty, pricked in his heart with needles and needles, and the wound was filled with rust, and the pain was unbearable.

He knew the pain of being forced back then, but he never knew that hearing her painful voice with his own ears would be this kind of torture......

Ango.

His Anthem......

Only the sound of the girl crying was left in the recording, and just when they thought the recording was over, Quan Yitian's cold voice suddenly sounded in the recording-

"It's really interesting, little girl, on one side is her own parents, and on the other hand, she is just a senior she knows, isn't it obvious which side to choose? Why do you want to kneel here and beg me for a senior? ”

"No, no...... Uncle, senior he helped me, I like him, he is really a good person...... I beg you, don't frame him, don't let me frame him...... I beg you, uncle......"