And she is like this now, with blood constantly pouring out in front of her chest, and her breath is weak... No matter how strong the person is, no matter how much the royal sister is, she can't bear it.
Tong'er, don't die!
For a moment, her whole body was trembling, and her mind was filled with "rumbling". Only this thought kept flashing in her mind.
Ning Tong'er raised her hand that was already stained with blood with difficulty, and slowly pulled out a chain from the collar on her chest.
She looked at Qi Ruosang with her big clear eyes: "Sister Ruosang... give this... give it back... give it back to... Murong Lie..."
She thought, maybe people are right when they say, "When a person is about to die, his words are kind."
Because at this time, she suddenly felt that her hatred for Murong Lie was not so strong or deep.
Instead, what came to my mind were all the sweet and happy moments when I was with him.
Murong Lie said she lied to him.
No, it's not.
She didn't lie to him.
Her feelings for him are true...
She loves him, it's true...
The more this time came, the more she understood her heart - she hated him and didn't forgive him, but she also really loved him.
Perhaps, she had already fallen in love with him from the first time she saw him.
When Qi Ruosang saw Ning Tong'er take out the chain, he suddenly felt that all the blood in his body was about to flow backwards.
Ning Tong'er asked her to hand over the chain and return it to the boss?
What does that mean?
Last words?
Last wish?
No!
Qi Ruosang's fingers were trembling. She held Ning Tong'er's slender fingers hard and wrapped the chain, preventing her from letting go or giving it to her.
"That's the token of love given to you by the boss. You have to pay it back... No, you can't pay it back..." Qi Ruosang has never been so embarrassed as he is now, crying without any image, what a royal sister,
All the strong image was gone.
Fortunately, although her men all have stern faces, they are not stupid at all, and like her, they are very good at understanding the situation.
Seeing Qi Ruosang crying so miserably and miserably, they all turned their eyes and pretended they didn't see anything - just in case Qi Ruosang would get angry later and look for an opportunity to deal with their "poor" men!
Ning Tong'er's hand was tightly held by her, and the precious necklace Murong Yao'er's relic given to her by Murong Lie was wrapped in her hand, unable to move.
She gave Qi Ruosang a pale smile.
On the beautiful and tender face, this pale smile is both helpless and grateful.
Then, she closed her eyes.
Qi Ruosang was stunned for a moment and suddenly burst into tears.
Wow, why did Sister Yu burst into tears when she cried?
It’s so imageless and aesthetically pleasing!
Moreover, she was still wailing and crying: "Tong'er, you don't want to die! If you die, who will be my sister-in-law? If you die, the boss will not forgive me!"
The crying was so miserable.
That was earth-shattering.
There is no image at all.
I couldn't help but secretly roll my eyes. These subordinates really couldn't stand it!
Subordinate A felt that even if Qi Ruosang had to settle accounts with Qiu later and be punished by her in various ways, he would just accept it and solve the immediate problem first - Qi Ruosang cried so much that the sound of magic entered his head, sister!
He whispered: "Miss Ruosang, please stop crying first."
Qi Ruosang ignored him and continued to cry loudly, crying so miserably.
The most important thing is - it sounds terrible!!!
How could she not cry!
Wow wow wow, ah ah ah...
Her sister-in-law...
Her little cutie...
The boss will never forgive her...
Don't die, don't die, Tong'er...
All the subordinates carried her on their backs and dug their ears with their fingers, with painful expressions on their faces.
I can't stand it anymore!
"According to my subordinates, Miss Tong'er is not dead, but fainted."
This subordinate also had a painful expression on his face, and finally spoke boldly again.
"Tong'er, you don't want to die... eh?"
Qi Ruosang cried loudly, and the terrifying sound that filled her head suddenly shut up. She turned back and looked at her subordinate.
The subordinate A nodded bravely.
Only then did Qi Ruosang remember to put his finger under Ning Tong'er's nose to test her breathing, then he took a deep breath, and then roared.
"Hurry up and save my sister-in-law! What are you doing standing still!"
Her subordinates were roared by her, and they all felt extremely aggrieved and thought: It's not that we didn't treat the president's beloved wife, it was you who kept crying and stopping us!
But, do they dare to say this?
Dare!—That’s weird!
Hum hum.
**The figure of the envoy in black attire disappeared. This time he did not climb over the wall when he came, but walked out of the back door of the Korean-style villa.
After he left, Lan Ning looked at Han Qingyi and whispered: "Young Master Han, what do you think of what he just told you?"
Han Qingyi smiled coldly, Xiuya's face was cold and expressionless.
"Lan Ning, what do you think?"
"Lan Ning doesn't dare to guess what Mr. Han is thinking."
Lan Ning said respectfully.
Han Qingyi coldly raised his long and beautiful fingers, and his fingertips brushed against the strings of the guqin. The broken strings and the dried blood on the tip of his index finger. For some reason, there always seemed to be an ominous premonition there.
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Although, this scene is as beautiful as a painting.
Han Qingyi didn't speak. Just as Lan Ning was about to say something, his contact number suddenly rang.
He turned around and answered the phone, "Oh? Okay, okay."
After putting down the phone, he said to Han Qingyi: "Young Master Han, I have good news that may make you happy."
Han Qingyi's clear and cold eyes immediately became warm, and a smile with a hint of joy appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Have you received Tong'er?"
he asked with a smile.
Lan Ning shook his head: "No, there is no news over there yet. However, the killers you sent to hunt down the prey that escaped from the laboratory have reported the news. They have successfully killed the prey, and those who will be with the prey may be informed.
Every one of them was also silenced."
When Han Qingyi heard this, his mood suddenly waned.
The clear eyes immediately turned as cold as snow, without a trace of warmth.
"It takes so long and so much effort for a bunch of losers to catch a person who is about to die."
He said coldly, "You still have the nerve to show off your merits."
If the person in front of him now was the director of the laboratory or the deputy director of the research institute, the director of the hospital... They would definitely be frightened and trembling when they saw Han Qingyi who was filled with bloodthirsty and murderous aura.
Sweating like rain.
However, Lan Ning was not frightened by his murderous intent and cruelty.
On the contrary, he was so in awe, worship, and obsessed with Han Qingyi - what an outstanding, powerful, and amazing young master Han!
He is God!
Han Qingyi didn't think much about it, and just asked casually: "Does that person who died long ago still have relatives? Who is he?"
He just asked casually.
If, at this moment, he knew that the person who was silenced together was his most beloved Tong'er, he would never have such a cold attitude.
Lan Ning thought for a while and said: "I don't know, it's probably an insignificant person. I heard they reported that it was a girl."
Because the killers had captured Zhang Ming's sister before to force Zhang Ming to hand over the negatives of the photos, Han Qingyi didn't think much about it, thinking that it might be another relative of Zhang Ming.
Who would think of Ning Tong'er's head?
Ning Tong'er and Zhang Ming are simply people from two different worlds.
There is simply no way to fight this person.
No one would have thought that the person with Zhang Ming was Ning Tong'er.
Han Qingyi nodded coldly, his elegant and jade-like jaw perfect.
He had nothing more to say.
Regarding this matter, he could only put aside one of his worries and did not feel much joy at all.
Compared to Ning Tong'er, nothing is a big deal...
Ning Tong'er.
His pupils...
Lan Ning could tell that Han Qingyi was absent-minded.
Also, what could occupy Young Master Han's mind more than Ning Tong'er?
Before he returned from the United States, Young Master Han had already lost the whereabouts of Miss Tong'er for a long time. He could never bear the thought of Miss Tong'er leaving his sight for a moment. Young Master Han had already endured it long enough.
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Now, there is nothing more important than looking forward to seeing Tong'er return.
He didn't dare to say anything more to disturb Han Qingyi.
The huge study room suddenly fell silent.
The antique mahogany furniture exudes a light natural fragrance, which is luxurious yet classic.
Han Qingyi, who was wearing a white suit, was sitting behind the mahogany desk. He was as beautiful as a person in an ancient painting: flying eyebrows, clear eye waves, straight nose, lip color as light as jade, noble and elegant.
temperament.
Suddenly, Lan Ning's contact number rang again.
This time, he thought: This should be the good news that Mr. Han has been waiting for.
However, he was wrong.
After he answered the call, he was a little shocked.
Seeing his shocked expression, Han Qingyi couldn't help but frown Xiuya's eyebrows - Lan Ning was cultivated by him. Although he looked like a gentle and harmless young lady on the outside and had a very comfortable temperament, in fact, he was more competitive on the inside.
They are all determined, more decisive than anyone else, and more vicious than anyone else.
Not only did he learn the most advanced technologies in the United States and obtain a master's degree in medicine, he also studied in a special forces training base camp for a long time.
The people who come out of there are all hard-hearted and calm.
Now, he actually has a shocked expression?
"What's the matter?" Han Qingyi couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Lan Ning opened his light red lips, but his gentle and lovely face had a confused expression, which was incredible to him.
You know, he injected air into the blood vessels of his biological parents without a trace of hesitation or softness.
"Young Master Han..." He didn't know what to say.
"What happened?" Han Qingyi frowned. He stood up immediately, his slender jade body burst out with terrible pressure, and his voice suddenly became stern, "Did something happen to Tong'er?"