There is no doubt that if it was not long ago, he would have been bent on revenge, like a vengeful villain crawling out of hell, he would really be able to do such a thing.
But now, he can't do that.
This girl with extremely innocent and clear eyes, seeing her is like seeing her own sister.
How could he do such a thing again?
His sister's spirit in heaven may not forgive him.
Ning Tong'er carefully put down her hand, then gasped in shock at the sight in front of her, and took two steps back.
Suddenly, her mind was "buzzing", as if there were many bees flying randomly, bumping into each other, making a buzzing sound. She couldn't think of anything, only a blank space was left.
——**In the study room of the Han family villa.
Lan Ning poured a cup of tea made from Tianshan snow water for Han Qingyi who was sitting at the desk, and whispered: "Don't worry, Mr. Han, Miss Tong'er will definitely be back with you soon."
Han Qingyi raised his head and glanced at him, smiling slightly. The smile was indescribably gentle.
Lan Ning knew clearly that he was not smiling at her, and such a gentle smile could never belong to her. Young Master Han only smiled such a gentle smile just to hear the words "Miss Tong'er"
.But he would rather believe that Young Master Han is smiling at him.
Putting down the expensive antique blue and white teapot in his hand, Lan Ning walked aside and walked to the balcony.
While lifting the elegant gauze curtain, he said in a very innocent tone: "Young Master Han, I think they are about to find Miss Tong'er."
Han Qingyi had a gentle smile, and her clear eyes were also extremely gentle.
He raised his white and beautiful hand, and his slender fingertips slid over the strings with a jingling sound, stimulating a burst of clear and sweet piano sound like spring water.
All the excitement and happiness are hidden in this sweet music.
The only weakness in this life of this cruel and noble young master, who is gentle and elegant on the outside but fierce and bloodthirsty on the inside, is Ning Tong'er.
It's been so long, she's never been away from him for so long.
Moreover, she also encountered a car accident and was seriously injured.
That damn man Murong Lie said that she once had a broken leg and disfigurement - if he were to catch the murderer who caused this car accident, he would definitely cut this guy into pieces with his own hands to calm him down.
The hatred in my heart - all those who hurt Tong'er are unforgivable!
They all deserve death!
Moreover, he will definitely let this person die a bad death.
As for Murong Lie, the suicide bomb was just the first gift he gave him.
Next, there will be a second, third, and more "special gifts" waiting for him.
Dare to imprison his Tong'er so that she can't return to him, dare to force Tong'er to marry him... His crime is unforgivable!
As for what Murong Lie said about Ning Tong'er's love words to him, Han Qingyi was very angry at the time, so angry that he wanted to kill Murong Lie alive with his own hands. But then he thought: it must all be Murong Lie's trick.
How could Tong'er fall in love with such a man?
It's even less possible to fall in love with him.
He must have said this to himself on purpose.
And what Han Qingyi has to do is to take Tong'er back.
Tong'er...
As soon as this extremely familiar name appears in my mind, it seems to be a name engraved in my heart, and my cruel and cold-blooded heart seems to be softened into the gentlest spring water.
All the bloodthirsty atmosphere was purified, and all perverted thoughts were hidden. An indescribable peace and happiness flowed into every corner of my heart along with the name.
Tong'er.
His pupils.
I don’t know if her injuries have healed after not seeing her for so long.
I wonder if she was so scared that she cried without him by her side to pamper her and protect her?
Tong'er, Tong'er...
She recited this name silently in her heart countless times, with a faint smile on Han Qingyi's beautiful lips, and her slender jade-like fingertips plucked the strings like clouds and flowing water, and the melodious and melodious music flowed in the study.
.
Compared with the previous exciting and high-spirited "Chuang Jiang Ling", this unknown slow score seems to be more expressive of his mood at the moment.
Profound yearning, deep lovesickness, inextricable love, and gentle happiness...
It's all in this melodious piano sound.
Lan Ning stood on the balcony, seemingly looking downstairs, waiting for the person who was out on a mission to come back and report.
The music in the study was melodious. He turned back from the balcony and looked at Han Qingyi, who was as elegant as jade behind the desk. His eyes were full of admiration and excitement. However, as if he was afraid of being discovered by Han Qingyi, he quickly lowered his head.
head.
Han Qingyi's slender jade-like fingertips plucked the strings skillfully and gracefully, but only heard a "click", and the gentle smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly froze!
Lowering his head and furrowing his elegant eyebrows, he looked at the broken strings, and the veins on his temples were beating faintly.
Suddenly, the corners of his eyes began to beat rapidly, violently, like a strong signal.
Lan Ning heard something was wrong, so he quickly lifted up the beautiful and elegant gauze curtain and walked into the study. When he saw the scene in front of him, he immediately ran over and quickly stopped Han Qingyi's bleeding and bandaged the wound.
However, Han Qingyi shook him off, pushed the guqin and stood up.
Frowning his elegant eyebrows, he looked out the window coldly.
"Who?"
Where is the Han Family Villa?
The security is tight.
Under the calm surface that Ning Tong'er saw, there were actually many agencies and tight security, but she didn't know it. It was just that they used the strictest security to disguise themselves as normal.
However, in a place like this, there are people who don't know how they got in.
Lan Ning felt something was wrong when he saw Han Qingyi's appearance. When Han Qingyi spoke coldly, he thought he was talking to him.
However, when he saw the thin figure coming in from the window, although he was shocked, he reacted completely instinctively. With good practice, he blocked Han Qingyi's body and shouted coldly: "Who are you?!"
I don’t know how he got over the wall, but at least he must have special skills, maybe he is a killer or a special forces soldier. The young man is wearing a black outfit. He is extremely thin, but the muscles under the clothes are clearly visible.
The feeling was extremely refined. Even though he didn't raise his head, he could still tell that the aura around him was extraordinary. He was definitely a powerful character.
He lowered his head, cupped his fists and saluted Han Qingyi: "On the order of our master, I came here to pay a visit to Young Master Han."
The voice is quite nice and the words are well spoken.
However, it is so precise that it makes people feel indescribably weird.
Is there anyone in real life who speaks with the voice and tone of an announcer or a TV newscaster?
Isn't that weird?
And this man who bowed his head and saluted gave people such a feeling.
"Who is your master?"
How could Han Qingyi care about such a little danger or accident? He sneered and stretched out his hand to push away Lan Ning, who was loyally protecting the master in front of him, and motioned for him to step aside.
I saw this young man with refined temperament and wearing black clothes raised his head, "The son of the Earl of Edson Castle is my master!"
As soon as he raised his head, Han Qingyi and Lan Ning immediately understood why he spoke so strangely.
Everyone was slightly startled.
——Because, although this young man has black hair, just because his hair is black, when he lowered his head and spoke in Chinese just now, they did not think that he was not Chinese.
However, when he raised his head, anyone who was not blind could tell that he was a foreigner, with his deep, sculpture-like contours and facial features, and his emerald green eyes.
"The son of Earl Edson Castle...?" Han Qingyi said with a faint smile, "Forgive me for being ignorant, I have never heard of it. But I don't know what your master's purpose was in sending you to climb over the wall?"
I don’t know whether this young and sophisticated man in black attire has been lurking in China for too long, or he has been trained in Chinese during training, but he can even roughly understand the words of Han Qingyi, a scholar like Zou Zou.
"Master Han, please calm down. I have no choice but to come in like this. Otherwise, I might not be able to get even half a step closer to Master Han."
This is true. What Han Qingyi did was to decapitate him more than ten thousand times. He was heavily guarded. It would be really difficult for him to ask for a meeting directly.
But, is this the reason why he broke in like this?
It would be strange if Han Qingyi was such a talkative person!
He pressed his finger on the bleeding index finger injured by the broken string, and sneered slightly.
"So?" There was no warmth in the voice.
"Master Han, our master said that you will definitely be very interested in what he asked me to tell you."
Han Qingyi just sneered, with no hint of interest on his elegant and jade-like face.
Next, the young man sent here by the son of Earl Edson said something that suddenly shocked him.
**Inside a shabby little hotel.
The man covered the hem of his clothes, and then said to the stunned Ning Tong'er, "Do you believe me now?"
Ning Tong'er swayed, but her legs softened and she suddenly fell to the ground.
The scene she just saw was truly the most terrifying scene she had ever seen. She knew that she might not be able to forget this horrific scene in her entire life.
The man walked over and found Ning Tong'er crying.
Falling to the ground, she let out a low sob, then she covered her face, and her crystal tears fell to the ground.
The man knew that she was frightened, and his broken body could indeed make people cry.
Even he himself would feel sick if he huddled up in a cold, dark corner at night, took off his clothes, and saw his own horrible body, let alone others?