Although it tastes good, even though it is very unhappy, I want to beat Han Qingyi.
But he admitted that Ning Tong'er was not in any danger by Han Qingyi's side.
No matter who Han Qingyi hurts, he will not hurt Ning Tong'er.
When Ning Tong'er saw Han Qingyi like this, she couldn't express all the doubts, confusions, and anxieties in her heart.
How could she not know how Han Qingyi treated her?
She was willing to pay for Zhang Ming's sister's life for Han Qingyi, so why didn't Han Qingyi only do it for her?
She really couldn't express her deep love for her brother Qingyi.
How should she ask?
"Brother Qingyi, is your hospital a murder hospital? Is there a secret underground laboratory under your hospital specifically for human experiments? Are you still smuggling human organs?"
Can she ask that?
Nothing has been confirmed yet, no direct evidence.
If she asks Han Qingyi, who loves her so much, it hurts her to the core, once it is finally confirmed that there is no such thing at all, or it is a misunderstanding, and there is someone else behind the scenes - in fact, this is what Ning Tong'er thinks now,
She always felt that if such a terrible thing happened in a Korean private hospital, it must have been done by Brother Qingyi's subordinates without telling him, and it was none of his business.
That must be the case.
In fact, it's not that Ning Tong'er favors Han Qingyi. After all, Han Qingyi is her closest relative to this day. The two have been together for so many years, and Han Qingyi is so perfect and philanthropic whether in front of her or in front of the world.
With his demeanor, who would easily doubt him?
Of course, it was also because of her relationship with him that she always thought in her heart that all this had nothing to do with him.
Therefore, because of this, she planned to stay in a Korean-style private hospital and secretly find out the truth on her own.
In this way, brother Qingyi's heart will not be broken, and the souls of Zhang Ming and his sister in heaven can be comforted.
She believed that she would be able to find the answer.
However, she really hopes that all of this has nothing to do with Han Qingyi, if these crimes are true!
"I'm fine, brother Qingyi."
She lowered her head and made up her mind.
That's it, brother Qingyi, it's not that I don't believe you.
I just want to find out for myself.
**Happiness turns into mourning, that's what Murong Lie said.
The bride didn't get married, but she almost saw the bride's body.
Among those who were welcoming the bride, they were left crippled and injured by a suicide bomb.
Murong Lie came out of Ananda's ward and took the car back home.
The villa still maintains the appearance arranged and designed by the wedding experts and wedding designers invited by Qi Ruosang.
Luxury, extravagance, romance.
But now there is no bride.
Murong Lie didn't know whether to be happy or sad.
Sadly, of course the bride is not here.
And now he is still with his love rival.
What was happy was that after this series of horrific incidents, he and Ning Tong'er reconciled as before.
Although he didn't go back to the beginning, at least Ning Tong'er was willing to give him a chance.
Perhaps, with his repeated efforts to show off, Ning Tong'er would smile at him again with the same smile as before.
This can be regarded as a great blessing among misfortunes.
There is nothing wrong with the saying that misfortune comes only when good fortune comes.
However, if Ning Tong'er's gunshot wound was to be exchanged for such a result, Murong Lie would really rather turn back time and protect her properly.
Of course, if he could turn back time, he wouldn't hurt her.
After bathing, Murong Lie lay on the luxurious and spacious antique bed. The white silk sheets reflected his black tight vest and bullet pants, and his strong and slender figure was clearly visible.
Strong arms, strong abdominal muscles, broad shoulders, and round and perky buttocks - it must be said that Murong Lie's figure is really comparable to the world's top models.
His bronzed skin looks even more sexy and attractive under the warm yellow light emitted by the Baroque chandelier, especially the tight black vest and black bullet pants. Although the key parts are covered, they look even more sexy.
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It seemed a little strange that such a handsome and extremely charming man was alone in the bedroom.
The luxurious and gorgeous bedroom has been decorated even more gorgeously because it is about to become a new house, and it is also filled with a romantic and passionate atmosphere.
Countless pieces of fresh red rose petals were arranged in a heart shape. On the antique cabinet beside the bed, there were mellow red wine and two goblets.
These are Qi Ruosang's arrangements, and she is quite thoughtful.
It's a pity that Murong Lie, who is sleepless now, can only enjoy this romance by himself.
The night was long and he really couldn't sleep.
He sat up from the bed, frowned, and waved all the rose petals that seemed to be in the way to the white wool carpet under the bed.
It's a pity, if there is a beautiful woman around, these rose petals can really enhance the romantic atmosphere.
It's a pity that the beautiful woman is now beside her love rival.
He was left alone, unable to sleep, jealous and eating until his teeth were sore, and worried about the beauty's injury, fearing that if something happened to her, it would kill him.
So now these decorative rose petals are really an eyesore!
He was sitting on the head of the bed, his strong arm muscles bulging because he clenched his fists and pinched his finger joints so that they made a "click" sound.
"Damn Han Qingyi, if you dare to do anything to my wife, I will make you die ugly."
It turned out that he clenched his fists and was talking to himself to vent his anger.
Now that he couldn't kill Han Qingyi and had to obey Ning Tong'er's words and let him take her away, Murong Lie's heart was extremely sour.
If you want to pick him up, forget it, bear with it, I will bear with it...
However, Ning Tong'er was actually picked up in his arms.
Holding it!
Damn it!
Only he can hold small things.
Only he has this power!
No one has this qualification!
And Han Qingyi not only did this, but also allowed Ning Tong'er to let him hold her so obediently.
Thinking about that scene, Murong Lie felt like a mouthful of black blood was about to spurt out from his chest.
My teeth suddenly became sore again.
Jealousy, it turns out, is so uncomfortable, like a rope, tightly strangling your heart and tying up your reason, making you know that it is useless to be jealous, but you still can't help it.
He pinched his knuckles viciously, "clicking and scratching". Not only could he not fall asleep just now, but now he could not sit still.
I'm so jealous that I can't sit still, it's just...
He simply stood up, opened the bottle of red wine on the bedside table with a silver wine vessel, took a tall crystal glass and poured it into it.
The bright red wine is swaying in the tall wine glass, exuding bursts of aroma, making people feel relaxed and happy when they smell it.
However, Murong Lie has no intention of savoring this bottle of 1982 Lafite.
He just tilted his head and poured it into his mouth.
Gudu Gudu...
Then, he took another half glass of red wine and poured it into his mouth again.
This is purely cattle drinking, just to get drunk.
It's a pity that with Murong Lie's drinking capacity, this amount of red wine is too trivial.
If you want to get him drunk with this kind of red wine, you'd have to throw him into a red wine barrel.
However, although Murong Lie was not drunk, he became more and more troubled.
Ning Tong'er's figure seemed to be everywhere in front of him.
That slender figure is her.
That innocent smile, that's her.
Her clear and bright eyes seemed to contain many little stars. That was her.
Pouting her little mouth, that's her.
Her mouth puffed up like a cute little puffer fish, that was her too.
It was she who screamed at him and blushed in anger.
She lowered her head, looking embarrassed, that was her.
That cute smile, that's her.
The one with tears in her eyes was her.
She was the one who shed tears and said, "You are Murong Lie."
She said to him, "I will protect you."
…
In front of me, there are many pictures of her.
It's all her.
It was like he was possessed by a demon, entranced.
Her mind is full of her, and her heart is full of her.
It seems that this wine cannot make you drunk, it will only make people miss you more lingeringly.
Murong Lie finished the bottle of red wine and went to the refrigerator to get another bottle of red wine.
This time, he didn't use a red wine glass.
After opening the red wine with a silver wine opener, he poured it directly into his mouth.
The bright red liquid was poured into his mouth, and some of it splashed out and onto his bronze skin.
He wiped the corners of his mouth, and then subconsciously used the tip of his tongue to clean up the red wine on the back of his hand.
However, this action reminded him of another damn scene - looking back now, he felt extremely sorry for Tong'er.
Because he forced her.
However, I have to say that while drinking like this, the scene at that time did come to mind.
Such a charming and ambiguous picture...
He would never forget that the blood roses under her body were printed on the white silk sheets.
The tightness of her slender body made him crazy and obsessed with her.
The pursuit has never stopped.
Of course he knows now and regrets making her suffer like that.
But... damn!
He really missed the feeling of entering her body.
It was this damn bedroom decorated with this virtue, and this red wine, that reminded him of this...
Murong Lie shook his head, but because he had just subconsciously wiped the red wine off his fingers, he remembered that time when he used the tip of his tongue to wipe away the blood she bit out with her teeth.
Everything at that time, including the intense and lingering love, was indescribable torture.
It seems really sinful now.
But there is also charm in sin...
Damn it, he really couldn't think about it anymore.
Such hurt tortured her, and he vowed not to let history repeat itself.