Of course she would choose Han Qingyi's side, because she didn't have many chances to accompany Han Qingyi.
From now on, she will be Murong Lie's wife, and will stay by his side and spend her life with him.
And Han Qingyi...she could give him so little.
She ran up to Han Qingyi, her skirt flying down like the wings of a white butterfly, timidly bit her lip, and then called him in a low voice: "Brother Qingyi."
Behind him, Murong Lie's jealous jar made a "click" sound, and he didn't know what he was crushing.
It’s so sour! It’s so sour!
Han Qingyi didn't care what Murong Lie was doing. He just smiled and quietly looked at the person in front of him whom he hadn't seen for a while: the girl who had been in front of him for eighteen years.
Her hair seemed to be shinier than before.
Her small face has a brilliance that cannot be concealed. It is a kind of brilliance that comes from the heart. Only people who are happy can have this kind of brilliance.
Her eyes were still so clear, but when her eyelashes drooped, he knew something was different.
She was still Ning Tong'er, still the girl he knew, but she was no longer just a girl, she was now a nearly semi-mature woman.
Who let her enter this role in advance?
Who picked the precious flowers he carefully protected?
Who made her lowered eyes glow with a brilliance that could not be concealed?
Who gave her face the charm of spring and the sweetness of a little woman?
The poisonous snake crazily devoured his frozen heart inch by inch, circling and strangling.
The fangs pierced his heart, and the venom spread throughout his body.
My whole body is full of poison, jealousy and pain.
However, Han Qingyi sat there as if nothing had happened, as if he had not seen anything, and as if he did not know anything.
"Tong'er, are you still angry with brother Qingyi?" he asked softly.
With such a gentle man, no girl in the world can bear to be angry with him.
Ning Tong'er was standing in front of him a little awkwardly, but when she heard his words, her eyes suddenly turned red.
Murong Lie behind her felt so sick.
Ning Tong'er shook her head and suddenly threw herself into the arms of Han Qingyi, who was gentle and a little melancholy.
"Brother Qingyi, don't blame Tong'er, okay?"
She raised her head, her big eyes filled with tears: "Brother Qingyi, Tong'er doesn't want to lose you."
Not only did she not want to lose him, she was also afraid of losing him.
Han Qingyi looked at her quietly. These eyebrows, these tearful eyes, this face, this voice, and this temperature... they were so familiar, so familiar.
He gently raised Bai Ruyu's hand and hugged her delicate shoulders.
Yes, this delicate body, this body with a faint fragrance, this little face that is raised and looking at her pleadingly... is so familiar.
She is still Tong'er.
She is still my most precious and precious Tong'er.
only……
Suddenly, a big hand pulled Ning Tong'er forcefully from behind.
Han Qingyi's slender hand was still in the air, but all it touched was air. His expression remained unchanged, and he raised his eyes to look at Murong Lie, who was hugging Ning Tong'er with a possessive and strong look on his face.
Murong Lie has long been unhappy with him.
When Ning Tong'er threw herself into his arms, he was almost so jealous that his teeth were broken.
When Han Qingyi put his hand on Ning Tong'er's shoulder... he couldn't bear it anymore!
No matter whether Han Qingyi knew Ning Tong'er earlier than him, no matter whether Han Qingyi had treated the little thing so intimately and intimately before.
Now she is his wife!
All that's left is a marriage certificate.
Now Murong Lie could not wait to take Ning Tong'er and go to the notarization and get the certificate right away!
"That's enough, boy, don't touch other people's wives, otherwise you will become disabled and you don't know why. Didn't anyone tell you?"
Murong Lie's gritted words made Ning Tong'er raise her head in his arms and glare at him.
"You are so ungraceful!"
she said angrily.
"If you show any more grace, you'll be a cuckold." Murong Lie sneered, but his words immediately triggered a back elbow from Ning Tong'er - her elbow hit him in the stomach, causing him to groan.
.
Look, look, he said! His dear wife was still in bed with him in the morning and had agreed on how to hold the wedding. But as soon as she saw Han Qingyi, this pretty boy, she just wanted to do it for this pretty boy.
She fell out with him and even started fighting.
Murong Lie felt that both grown men and husbands were intolerable!
So, he coughed hard...
"Little thing, you are so capable." There was a trace of sadness in his voice.
Oh, it’s a resentful husband.
He was so angry just now.
Ning Tong'er was slender and petite, but the tall and handsome Murong Lie was clearly in her hands, with no advantage at all.
"Then shut up!" She snorted, and everyone could see who had the right to speak in this young couple.
Murong Lie couldn't do anything to her, but he was not polite to Han Qingyi. He glanced at her with a sinister look, meaning: Boy, you are so good, let's see how I deal with you.
Han Qingyi remained calm, with a faint smile on his face, and accepted the warning look.
In the face of the two people's flirting, he behaved so calmly that Murong Lie, who knew his true identity, became a little suspicious.
What on earth is this kid doing?
Han Qingyi said to him calmly: "Since I am here on behalf of the Ning family, I have two requests, and you must agree to them."
Murong Lie frowned: On behalf of the Ning family, who does he think he is?
"Otherwise, you don't want the Ning family to agree." Han Qingyi said calmly.
"How dare you threaten me..." Halfway through his angry words, he groaned again, and it turned out that Ning Tong'er hit him in the stomach with her elbow again.
Murong Lie felt indignant and jealous, thinking: This is because this pretty boy murdered my husband! Uh-huh!
But how can one dare to say it out loud? Now Ning Tong'er is simply more empress dowager than the Queen Mother of the West. His dignified CEO Murong is always just a second-class citizen in front of her.
"If you want to be sincere, just listen to what brother Qingyi has to say." Ning Tong'er said with a little pout.
Compared to Murong Lie's impoliteness, Han Qingyi was so gentle, and she was ashamed of him!
Therefore, her attitude towards the two people is also different.
But, is this really the case? - At least, Han Qingyi knew it wasn't.
A person is always very polite to people who are far away from him, but people who are really close to him can say anything without fear.
A piece of Han Qingyi's heart was dug out - yes, now, he is already second in her mind.
His face was as gentle and elegant as before, without any clues revealed: "The first thing is, Tong'er has to go back with me in a while. I haven't married you yet, but I live here with you. What do you mean? You don't care."
The Ning family cannot care less about the eyes of the world, and they don’t want to be laughed at."
Ning Tong'er's face immediately turned red when she said this, and she unconsciously let go of Murong Lie's big hand that held her tightly from behind.
Murong Lie was very unhappy: "She is my wife!"
Boy, you are jealous!
He killed with a cold look in his eyes.
But Han Qingyi smiled slightly and was not angry: "If she is not married, she is not your wife. As Tong'er's brother, I will not allow you to act like this."
The words "brother" made Murong Lie and Ning Tong'er startled at the same time.
The two of them had their own feelings. Murong Lie looked at Han Qingyi suspiciously, and then said: "Okay, I can agree to this. Anyway, I will hold a wedding with her soon... What about the second thing?"
"The second thing is that you must notarize it, give 50% of the shares to Tong'er, and designate her as your first heir."
Murong Lie's thick eyebrows twisted: "Boy, are you cursing me?"
Han Qingyi said calmly: "That's not true, but as fathers and brothers, they always love their little daughter and are afraid that she will suffer a loss."
These words made Ning Tong'er's eyes turn red and tears were about to flow down her face.
"Brother Qingyi!" She shouted in a low voice and pinched the corner of her clothes.
She knew that she owed him so much.
However, asking for shares before getting married, she really felt that...she was not after his wealth.
But these words were said by Han Qingyi. She knew he was doing it for her own good, so she didn't know how to refuse.
Murong Lie did not refuse, but just thought for a moment and said: "There is no problem with this. Even if you don't say so, I will do it, but it's up to you to say it, but I suspect that someone has an ulterior motive.
"
The mastermind behind that big explosion has not been caught yet!
Han Qingyi didn't pay attention to his sarcasm, and just said calmly: "What is my purpose? It's just that President Murong has always been a young man, and he is handsome and suave. There are too many women pursuing you, and your reputation is far-reaching..."
"What do you mean?" Murong Lie frowned and said coldly.
Although what Han Qingyi said was true, it was all in the past. If he said it in front of Tong'er, no one would believe him even if he had no ulterior motives.
"I mean, now you are like Tong'er and have a soft spot for her, but how can we believe that you are not a temporary novelty. It's always good to have a guarantee in hand. Tong'er is young and doesn't understand people's hearts.
The world is dangerous and unpredictable, so her father and I will have to make plans for her, don’t you think?"
This was reasonable and reasonable, but it didn't sound right to Murong Lie.
On the surface, Han Qingyi talked about how noble and great he was, and what a father and brother he was, but inside and outside his words, overtly and covertly, they were all aimed at himself, saying that he was worthless in front of Tong'er.
Although he was indeed ridiculous, he dared to say that he was wholeheartedly devoted to Tong'er.
Murong Lie suffered the disadvantage of being mute, but he was inconvenient and embarrassed to have an attack. Who told Han Qingyi to tell the truth? He just sneered and said: "It's up to you, I don't care."
Ning Tong'er looked at him in surprise, not expecting that he really agreed to Han Qingyi.
Han Qingyi smiled slightly: "This is the best."
Saying that, he stretched out his hand: "Tong'er, let's go home with me."