The young master once again bowed deeply to Murong Lie who was sitting on the sofa and Song Ruqiao who was standing, and then stepped out respectfully and carefully.
Once the young master who does room service leaves, Song Ruqiao will do the rest of the work.
Song Ruqiao was really good at serving others. He didn't pay attention to the overturned crystal table and vase. He knew that the president must be in a good mood now and wouldn't care.
He walked directly to the huge constant-temperature wine cabinet, took out a bottle of 1982 Lafite from the wine cabinet, and opened it. The bodyguard Ananda on the side also seemed to cooperate tacitly. He immediately poured it into a tall crystal glass with quick eyesight and dexterity.
A quarter cup of red wine was served, and then he held it in both hands and brought it to Murong Lie.
Murong Lie is still immersed in the comfort of easily making the mayor disgraced. Song Ruqiao really understands him and is considerate and thoughtful in every possible way!
The red wine was served just right.
Murong Lie was seen sitting on the scarlet suede sofa in the luxurious presidential suite, holding the crystal goblet elegantly and lazily with his slender fingers, shaking the wine glass casually to let the refreshing fragrance better dissipate.
He lowered his head to take a sip of the aroma, then raised his head to take a sip, and then... smiled lightly.
There is really indescribable confidence in this faint smile.
Indescribable pride.
Everything is under control, he rules the world, and no one can block his way.
Song Ruqiao and Ananda stood beside him, with a sense of pride rising in their hearts - yes, this is their king.
From the beginning, they followed him until now.
They know this is the best choice.
And he is also the only existence in their eyes, the person they admire the most.
**Murong Group six-star private hospital.
Murong Lie got off the black high-end bulletproof RV, his black windbreaker shaking off the rainwater flowing down.
Strangely enough, every time those two unwelcome people show up, it rains.
——Is this to match the pleading expressions on the faces of those two people and give them a sympathetic atmosphere?
That's right, the manager and his entourage Noah, who had come all the way from Edson Castle, were once again waiting for Murong Lie at the entrance of Murong Group's six-star private hospital.
It seems that the general manager received the information very accurately. He knows that Murong Lie has been running to the hospital from time to time recently.
However, no matter how desolate the atmosphere is, it doesn't matter how heavy the rain falls.
Ananda got out of the car and held up a big black umbrella for Murong Lie. Murong Lie was wearing black leather shoes and a black windbreaker. He was so cool and handsome, but he didn't even look at the manager and his attendant Noah.
He passed them by indifferently.
Fortunately, this time the manager was not poisoned by various Chinese local dramas and sad dramas. Like last time, he did not hold an umbrella to "show sincerity" when it rained. This time, the umbrella was held by the beautiful sixteen-year-old Noah.
.
However, these two lonely people stood there, looking really lonely.
Moreover, their appearance, temperament and dress are all of foreign origin, making it difficult not to attract attention.
"Young Master..." The steward followed step by step, with a sad expression that made people sympathize with him.
But Murong Lie, who was called sadly by him, didn't even look back. Not only that, there was even a hint of impatience on his handsome face that always had a faint expression - there was no way, as soon as these two people appeared
, the nightmare that he had driven away so easily because of Ning Tong'er's presence will definitely come back.
Although he is plagued by nightmares, for the invincible CEO Murong, no one would believe him if he told it, but it is a fact!
He frowned slightly, with a small "chuan" character between his eyebrows, and a slightly sulky look in his dark pupils.
Although Ananda, who was following behind him and holding an umbrella for him, could not see this expression, it was definitely a fact that the appearance of the manager made the CEO feel bad. No matter how simple-minded he was, he could still feel good with his well-developed limbs? What's more, he was
Not mindless!
So he immediately turned around and glared viciously at the manager and the beautiful boy Noah who were following him: "Hey, I said, that's enough for you!"
Noah was startled, and a look of grievance suddenly appeared in his blue eyes.
He bit his lower lip and turned back to look at the manager: "Manager..."
The steward looked at Murong Lie's back with a pleading look on his face: "Master, can you listen to what I have to say?"
"The president doesn't want to hear what you have to say, can't you tell?"
Ananda stretched out his hand and pointed at him rudely: "Hey, I say, old man, and you, boy, don't come to harass our president, otherwise you're welcome!"
Murong Lie stood in front and did not look back, but Gao Da's handsome body seemed to reveal a hint of boredom and fatigue, and there was also a trace of fatigue in his sexy and low voice: "Ananda, shut up."
Ananda immediately shut up obediently, but still gave the manager a warning look that said, "Remember what you said." At the same time, he secretly made a gesture to the manager without Murong Lie seeing it, which meant
:You guys should leave quickly. The president has made you feel bad, so I don’t want to see you either!
Murong Lie didn't speak anymore, he just raised his long legs and walked directly to the hospital.
Of course Ananda immediately followed him and held an umbrella for the president, and the two figures in black disappeared in the rain and mist.
From the beginning to the end, Murong Lie only gave the manager and Noah a tall and handsome figure, never looking back or even looking at them.
Any idiot can see how much Murong Lie hates them, or in other words, how much he hates the Edson family. He has no interest in anything related to the Edson family, including Murong Lie's father, Earl Edson.
Even disgusting!
Noah stood in the rain, holding an umbrella alone, until the umbrella had to hang down due to soreness, and he switched to another hand.
"Manager," he pursed his lips, with a frustrated look on his good-looking face, "If this continues, how can we successfully convince the young master to come back to England with us?"
The manager's resolute face was also clouded with sorrow, his eyes were downcast, full of loss.
"If by chance we can't get the young master to go back with us before..., the position of earl will fall on young master Mark, and then he will be the new generation of Earl Edson. He will become the new Earl of Edson
, we just didn’t complete the tasks assigned to us by the earl, how can we be worthy of the earl!”
Noah frowned with great worry and said to himself.
The steward took a deep breath of the rainy air and suddenly raised his head.
Noah was surprised - because the manager seemed to have changed. No, it should be said that he had become the familiar manager again.
At this time, his resolute face was full of determination, and the slightly hard lip lines were slightly pursed, regaining the harsh and determined look that Noah was familiar with.
The manager has always been like this, but because he recently met Master Ariel, whom he had not seen for many years, and was always rejected by him and refused to talk to him, he was temporarily depressed.
Now, the manager he was familiar with seemed to be back.
"If this is the case, the result will be that the incompetent Young Master Mark inherits the Earl's identity and glory, and then the century-old family will be defeated at his hands. We will never face our master, Earl Edson, again, and we will have no face.
Faced with the ancestors of the Edson family."
The steward raised his hand, wiped the crystal water drops dripping from the edge of an umbrella, and whispered: "Then we have to use the next trick to ask for an audience with the young master."
A trace of unspeakable complex emotions flashed through his blue eyes, as if he remembered some unbearable past events, felt uncomfortable, or had to be embarrassed, but in the end he swallowed everything and turned into nothing but
A low sigh.
**In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, squatting was a girl wearing a blue hospital gown, a hat on her head, and a white gauze covering her face.
She squatted in front of the huge glass window, looking at the raindrops falling outside through the glass window with her pure and innocent eyes, and let out a soft sigh, causing her slender shoulders to tremble slightly.
Murong Lie was standing not far from her. He heard her almost inaudible sigh in his ears, and saw the almost imperceptible trembling in her shoulders with his eyes. His deep black eyes could not help but reveal a hint of complicated emotions.
Ning Tong'er opened her small mouth, breathed into the foggy glass, then gently raised her slender fingertips and drew a pattern on it.
Murong Lie couldn't help but walked over gently and stood behind her.
He lowered his head and looked at the pattern drawn by Ning Tong'er.
It was a shape of a house with two little people inside. The little people looked very sad, with their faces full of bitterness.
Murong Lie did something he had never done before and never thought he would do: he lifted up the hem of his black windbreaker and squatted down next to Ning Tong'er.
"Who is the painting?"
he asked softly.
The low and sexy voice surprised Ning Tong'er. She turned her head and realized that someone was walking behind her, and it was Murong Lie who was extremely terrifying to her!
She was shocked, and reflexively raised her hand to cover the pattern she drew with her breath, but Murong Lie stretched out his slender hand and grabbed her slender wrist.
There was still a small scar on her wrist from the day of the car accident and explosion. When Murong Lie's fingertips touched the small scar, he pressed it with his fingertips and rubbed it gently.
"Does it still hurt?"
His voice has never been so gentle.
Even he himself never thought that he would be so gentle.
Murong Lie also knows how to care about people sometimes.
However, his love grew unknowingly, and even though she was just a little girl who was ignorant of the world, even though her face might be disfigured, he still fell in love with her.
Ning Tong'er felt that the scar where he was pressing seemed to have a slight burning sensation. She hurriedly pulled away her hand and turned away in a panic: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore."