Chapter 117: The Horror Secret History of the Rich Family
Do you really have to wait until you marry this man out of nowhere and be eaten up by him before you regret it?
However, at some point, my heart was filled with his shadow.
That tall, handsome, and imposing figure.
Disgusting, hateful, faint smile, evil smile...
Ning Tong'er shook her head violently, as if to drive out the image of Murong Lie from her head.
"I need to get out quickly, get out..."
She muttered to herself, more like reminding herself.
But why is my heart constantly churning and unable to calm down?
However, at this moment, the sound of leather shoes stepping on the cashmere carpet came from outside the study, and someone came towards this direction.
Ning Tong'er was startled. She wanted to go out, but the footsteps had already reached the door.
She glanced at the curtains on the study window, but it was too late. Besides, she couldn't jump out of the window?
She bit her lower lip in anxiety, and kept scanning the study with her clear eyes. Suddenly, she ran towards the Kuoda desk in the middle of the study, and with a "chirp" sound, she got in.
The study door opened and footsteps came in.
Just right.
Ning Tong'er hugged her knees and squatted on the cashmere handmade carpet under the desk, clutching the hem of her white skirt tightly. She was so nervous that she was almost stiff.
However, the footsteps still didn't stop, and actually kept walking towards the desk.
Ning Tong'er secretly complained in her heart, and kept shouting in her heart: Don't sit here, don't come over!
But God didn't seem to hear her prayers. A pair of expensive black crocodile leather shoes came in along with a pair of straight long legs.
Oh my god! It’s Murong Lie!
Ning Tong'er almost screamed, and she quickly reached out and covered her mouth tightly.
She could have gone out early in the morning, but now she was caught by Murong Lie and it was a disaster!
Fortunately, Murong Lie's mansion is extremely large. The study room alone is nearly one hundred square meters, and the European-style desk is also incredibly large. It can accommodate Ning Tong'er huddled under the desk without being touched by his legs.
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But despite this, Ning Tong'er also had a guilty conscience and huddled her already slender body tightly into a ball, hugging her knees tightly with both hands, for fear that Murong Lie would discover her existence.
Fortunately, not long after, another person entered the study.
"Master..."
The man spoke in pure English with a London accent, and his voice seemed to be full of excitement.
"I'm not your young master," Murong Lie sat behind the desk, his cold voice without any warmth or emotion, "I told you that I have nothing to do with your Edson family."
Ning Tong'er heard him talking to that person in the same pure English with a London accent, and she was immediately surprised as she hid under the desk.
Master?
The Edson family?
Oh, buy cakes!
Could it be that Murong Lie is not Chinese but British?
"Master," the man's voice was full of loneliness and sorrow, "I know you hate the Edson family, but the Edson family needs you to inherit..."
Oh, those who buy cakes! Those who buy cakes!
Ning Tong'er's clear eyes suddenly widened - so, she overheard some shocking secret, some secret history of a wealthy family?!
She didn't mean it, she really didn't mean it!
If Murong Lie knew that she heard this, would he kill her to silence her?!
Her little hand subconsciously touched her little neck, and she immediately covered her little mouth. It was so dangerous that she almost blurted out a sound.
He glanced nervously at the straight, enviable long legs. The owner of those long legs seemed to be exuding anger all over his body, and he didn't care at all about inheriting the Edson family!
"I have no interest in anything that belongs to your Edson family," Murong Lie said coldly, "I only met you because of the relics of my mother you mentioned. You'd better really have what you said.
, otherwise I don’t think you can get out of here so easily, because what I hate most is other people’s deception!”
Ning Tong'er, who was hiding under the desk, heard his last words, and for some reason, her heart suddenly beat wildly.
I hate other people’s deception the most…
Wasn't she just cheating on him?
She just lied to him as a way to delay the war, saying that he could only touch her if he married her, but she didn't really want to marry him.
She had no intention of marrying him at all!
She just wanted to delay time and then find a way to escape.
Is this considered cheating?
What would Murong Lie do if he knew she was lying to him?
Ning Tong'er didn't dare to think about it anymore.
The man didn't know what he had brought out, and Murong Lie was silent for a while. However, Ning Tong'er squatted under the table and could clearly feel his excitement, because his breathing seemed to be a little messed up.
Ning Tong'er guessed that the man must have taken out the relics of Murong Lie's mother. Murong Lie really loved his mother!
Ning Tong'er found that she seemed to have seen one of Murong Lie's many sides: he was filial to his mother, and even if she was no longer alive, he would still miss her.
Could such a person be a bad person?
Ning Tong'er felt that she really didn't understand him more and more!
Murong Lie held that thing and was silent for a long, long time. It was so quiet that Ning Tong'er could almost hear her own heartbeat.
Just when she thought that Murong Lie had fallen into the past and couldn't extricate himself, she heard Murong Lie's voice, calm, as if he had barely suppressed his excitement and returned to the usual Murong Lie.
"Okay, you can go."
Tsk, tsk, Ning Tong'er squatted on the cashmere carpet under the desk, shaking her head.
It's so heartless. They came all the way from England to bring you your mother's relics, and you just chase them away after you get them?!
I don’t know how big the feud between Murong Lie and the Edson family is.
However, Ning Tong'er guessed that there must be a deep connection between them, but also an unbreakable knot, which made Murong Lie treat this person like this.
Sure enough, the man did not leave, but said: "Master, even if you hate the Edson family, the earl misses you very much. He hopes that you can inherit his earl seat and the Edson family..."
Murong Lie said coldly: "No need!"
These three words decisively cut off the man's words.
The man sighed and said helplessly: "Young Master, you have never forgiven the Earl, but in these years, he has actually missed you very much..."
Murong Lie seemed to be aroused with a rage that he had suppressed. He threw a pen heavily on the desk and said loudly: "I don't want him to bother! I have to thank him for not killing me!"
Ning Tong'er was suddenly startled.
"Master..."
"Oh, by the way, I also want to thank him for not killing Uncle Lin, letting him come out of the dungeon, and taking me out of the UK and back to China. Otherwise, you wouldn't be standing here talking to me like this now. Look.
It’s not me anymore.”
Ning Tong'er was shocked again.
This, this, this...
It seems like she really heard something she shouldn't have heard!
The weird Edson Castle, the strange and distant Earl of Edson, the mysterious and absent Murong Lie’s mother...
Ning Tong'er felt that she was peeking into people's privacy in a very shameful way. Although she really didn't eavesdrop on purpose, on the other hand, she had a strong impulse and curiosity, and really wanted to listen and know these things.
the whole story.
"No, Master," the man defended hurriedly, speaking English with a pure London accent and full of anxiety, "That's not the case, Lord Earl, he really misses you all the time, but..."
"Are you just afraid that I won't die?" Murong Lie sneered.
"No, no," the man lowered his head, "It's just that he is afraid of seeing you. He is afraid that when he sees you, he will think of your mother..."
Murong Lie's color suddenly changed!
He gritted his teeth and glared at the man - the steward of Edson Castle.
The manager continued: "That's why he asked Mr. Lin to take you back to China. He was afraid that seeing you would remind you of your mother..."
"Shut up!" Murong Lie was furious and broke a silver ornament in his hand with one hand.
He suddenly stood up and squatted under the desk in fright. Ning Tong'er was so stunned when she heard these words that she jumped up with her mouth wide open!
"You are not qualified to mention my mother. You, the Edson family, including the Earl Edson you call, are not qualified to mention her!"
He roared with deep hatred: "It was the Edson family that killed her, and you still dare to tell me this."
His fingers pinched and made a crackling sound, as if he could break someone's neck at any time.
Ning Tong'er, who was squatting under the desk, seemed to feel the terrifying atmosphere. She raised her hand and subconsciously touched her little neck, and couldn't help but shudder.
If he found out that she was lying to him, would he break her neck like this?
Ning Tong'er seemed to see herself like a little chicken, with her neck broken and lying in a pool of blood - that scene was simply too scary!
Ning Tong'er shuddered again, and when she thought that the envoy sent by the Edson family outside was facing Murong Lie's terrifying anger, she couldn't help but break into a cold sweat for him.
She was so far away from Murong Lie, she could feel his anger, and she was trembling in the presence of him. How could she stand face to face with his glare and anger, and still not be burnt to charcoal by the fire?!
It's simply too scary!
"The young master still refuses to forgive the earl. The earl already told me before I set off," but the steward is worthy of being weathered. In front of the beloved young master, he spoke kindly to the even more beloved earl, "
But I still want to tell the young master... Lord Count really loves your mother..."
With a "click", the wooden furniture that had been hanging on the wall was crushed to pieces by Murong Lie, and the supporting shelf fell down, making a terrible sound.