Han Qingyi's elegant eyes had turned blood red, and her jade-like face was almost distorted. He was staring at Murong Lie's handsome face that was so abominable that he wanted to be cut into pieces with a thousand cuts, and his blood-red eyes were almost quenching blood.
It was hatred to the extreme, like the venom of a red snake gushing out.
"Murong Lie, you deserve death!"
"Huh, if I die, my sister will be a widow. Can you, the elder brother, bear it?"
Murong Lie said sarcastically.
"Who said I was her eldest brother?" Han Qingyi clenched his fist so hard that his fingertips were embedded in the palm of his hand, and he was bleeding without even realizing it, "Tong'er is my lover!"
As soon as he said it, Murong Lie's color suddenly changed!
Just like when Han Qingyi heard Murong Lie tell the truth just now, she couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't pretend to be that kind of tone.
spouse?
Damn Han Qingyi, how dare he say that the little thing is his lover?
Murong Lie's eyes were also burned red with jealousy.
Maybe he has already determined in his heart that the person Ning Tong'er likes is Han Qingyi, and he would not hesitate to escape from the marriage for him, and he would not hesitate to treat him in vain, deceive himself, and play with himself.
Therefore, at this moment, it was as if a scar had been opened on him. Not only did he hate and hate Han Qingyi even more, but he also felt a sense of shame and anger.
"Love?" He really felt the taste of jealousy. Jealousy almost distorted his handsome face, "But that's not what the little thing said."
He gritted his teeth and deliberately looked at Han Qingyi's face that also turned ugly: "You know? She said she loves me."
If Han Qingyi had an AK47 in his hand now, he would have blown off Murong Lie's head with one shot.
"Impossible!" he snapped, his eyes already red.
Murong Lie was really happy to see his love rival like this.
Only she herself knows who Ning Tong'er loves.
Perhaps, even she herself doesn't know.
But, it doesn't matter, no matter who she loves, he only wants her.
This Han Qingyi, step aside!
"Don't believe it?"
His beautiful black gem-like eyes looked at Han Qingyi's livid face with malice and ridicule: "This morning, in bed, she kissed me and spoke such affectionate love words to me."
The impact of this sentence is almost as powerful as an atomic bomb.
Han Qingyi's vision went dark, and his fingertips dug directly into the palm of his hand.
Blood dripped down the fingers and onto the marble floor tiles, staining the ground at the entrance of the Murong Group building red.
But he himself didn't notice it at all, and he didn't feel any pain.
"Murong Lie, I will kill you!"
He yelled sternly and was about to pounce on him, really planning to kill himself.
Murong Lie finally felt a little happy.
Of course he would not tell Han Qingyi about the setbacks and frustrations he suffered from Ning Tong'er, but instead used lies to attack him.
It seems that it works very well.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Murong Lie didn't care about the fact that he had hired a group of special police to bring trouble to the Murong Group. Instead, he showed a smile: "Since the little thing has been taking care of you and thank you for your trouble, she is so
I respect you. So, brother-in-law, you can definitely attend our wedding."
He raised his thick eyebrows and said mockingly: "I will definitely have the wedding invitations sent to the Korean Pharmaceutical Group, Mr. Han's desk, don't worry."
Han Qingyi couldn't bear it anymore, and just as he was about to rush forward, Murong Lie had already asked the driver to turn around, and the black bulletproof RV drove away, leaving only a handsome and sarcastic sneer.
Han Qingyi only had time to see the sneer. Before he could catch up, Murong Lie's bodyguards stopped him.
"Murong Lie!" I swear I won't be a human unless I kill you!
The elegant and elegant young master had red eyes, his eyes were burning with raging anger, and he was as scary as a ghost.
**Night gradually falls, and the flowers in the villa garden exude a faint fragrance in the night, which is refreshing.
The warm yellow light shines in the garden, adding a bit of warmth.
Qi Ruosang was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, resting his hands on the solid wood table, but he didn't feel any warmth at all. Instead, he looked uneasy.
She didn't know why, but she always felt uneasy recently, and her eyelids were twitching one after another, which made her panic. She always had a particularly ominous premonition, as if something was about to happen.
Logically speaking, she doesn't believe this kind of thing. But after traveling around the world for many years, she has encountered too many unexplainable things. She quite agrees with the saying "It's better to believe something than something else".
He stood up and walked outside the pavilion, reached out and brushed away the long white gauze hanging from the top of the pavilion, and raised his almond-shaped eyes to the light shining through the thick velvet curtains on the second floor.
There is Murong Lie's bedroom.
And what he was doing inside, you don't have to think about it to know.
Murong Lie was there again, torturing Ning Tong'er tirelessly.
Why……
Qi Ruosang let out a long sigh.
Returning to the wooden chair in the pavilion, she sighed two more times.
I remembered that the little cutie and she were sitting in the pavilion chatting and laughing. The cutie held her chin and opened her eyes wide, full of surprise and admiration, listening to her talk about her "heroic deeds", and she had never been like that.
Happy and beaming.
The past is still vivid in my mind. How long has it been? Things have evolved to this point.
Even her boss didn't allow her to see Tong'er.
Qi Ruosang's heart tightened when she thought of Tong'er being tortured and cruelly treated by her boss in such a situation. She didn't know how haggard she was.
Does that innocent girl, that cute girl sitting in the pavilion with her chin in her hand and her big eyes open, as if there are many bright little stars in her eyes, already feel that life is worse than death?
At this moment, she really felt that the boss was unforgivable!
However, no one understands the boss's difficulties better than her.
Ever since he was brought back to China by Uncle Lin, there hasn't been a day when he hasn't woken up from nightmares crying, even talking in his sleep: Don't die, don't die, mommy doesn't want to die...
She has known the boss for so many years, and she knows very well that the boss is the kind of person who will not fall in love with someone easily, but once he does, he will be more persistent than anyone else.
Moreover, with his extreme personality, the deeper he fell in love, the deeper he fell in, and the more persistent he became, unable to extricate himself.
To Ning Tong'er, he was like this.
Why……
Qi Ruosang could only sigh again.
Worry, worry, worry, it turns my sister’s head white...
Qi Ruosang looked at the sky speechlessly, feeling tangled up in his heart.
**Of course Qi Ruosang’s guess was not wrong.
Murong Lie was of course torturing Ning Tong'er at this time.
However, I don't know whether I should find it funny or sad. Instead, he, a torturer, seemed even more angry and at a loss.
But the person he tortured showed no reaction, as if he had put life and death aside.
I saw Ning Tong'er sitting on the bedside with her legs bent, looking completely uncooperative, ignoring, not wanting to listen, not wanting to speak. She just lowered her head, as if she didn't hear Murong Lie's words at all.
Go inside.
Her long black hair hung down from her shoulders, which were becoming increasingly thin and slender, and fell softly on the bedside and the white satin sheets. The contrast between black and white made her petite and white face look even more transparent.
Her skin was extremely white to begin with. These days, Murong was tortured by the scorching sun day and night, sleepless and intensely pursued sex, and she refused to eat, which of course made her physical condition worse and worse.
Her face now seemed to be getting paler and whiter than snow. It was a sign of her good willpower that she didn't faint.
Murong Lie was wearing a black shirt and trousers. Even simple clothes made him look as attractive as a top male model.
However, at this time, his eyes were full of anger, and coupled with the green beard that appeared out of nowhere, he was really a handsome and mature man with anger.
He stood in front of the valuable antique dressing table, tapping the table with his long fingers.
Next to him, on the dressing table, was a white bone china plate filled with rice and various Ning Tong'er's favorite dishes.
However, the dishes were already cool and they didn't take any action.
"Why are you still refusing to eat?" he asked angrily.
Ning Tong'er ignored him at all, still lowering her head, her slender white fingers touching the white satin sheets bit by bit, like a child with autism, completely immersed in her own world.
Same.
Murong Lie's jaw tightened immediately when he saw her like this.
He strode to the bedside, stretched out his hand to grab Ning Tong'er's slender wrist, and dragged her towards him, "Say, why are you still refusing to eat? Are you going to starve yourself to death? Huh?"
"
Ning Tong'er raised her little head and glanced at him.
However, there was no emotion or emotion in those big clear eyes.
Just like a puppet that has lost its soul.
She glanced at him blankly, then lowered her head.
That fragile, innocent, and traumatized look made Murong Lie's whole body tremble. He involuntarily let go of her hand and raised her face: "Little thing?"
Ning Tong'er glanced at him blankly again, then turned her head away, with a hint of hatred in her big clear eyes, and refused to look at him again.
Murong Lie immediately breathed a sigh of relief - she still knew how to hate him and had emotions.
That's good, that's good.
At that moment, he was really afraid that she would completely lose her soul and become a soulless doll.
His little thing, he won't let her become like that.
He sat on the bed and tried to hold her shoulders, but she suddenly raised her hand and opened it violently.
However, Murong Lie was not affected by her beating at all, but Ning Tong'er was already extremely weak, and this wave of her hand almost exhausted her strength.
Suddenly she jumped forward and almost fell on the bed sheets.