On the way back to Murong Lie's villa, sitting in Murong Lie's black RV, Ning Tong'er couldn't help but scold Murong Lie: "You are so petty."
Murong Lie loved her so much that he was afraid of her.
All men in the world should have this understanding - if you love a woman, you have to endure her criticism of you, whether it is reasonable or unreasonable.
Therefore, although the grown man Murong Lie was unhappy that his woman was blaming him to other men, he could not show off his temper in front of the woman he loved, so he had to pretend not to hear her.
This is probably a lesson that all men in the world must take.
Ning Tong'er touched the cool bracelet on her hand, sighed, and then said: "Brother Qingyi was almost mad at you, won't you give him a break?"
Murong Lie really couldn't bear it anymore.
"I let him? Why?"
Ning Tong'er glared at him: "You won love with a sword, but you shouldn't be so graceless."
Murong Lie admitted that he had stolen love, but he did not admit that he had no grace.
What the hell is demeanor? If you watch your woman cowering towards other men, you are a fool.
He said angrily: "Should I say sorry to him?"
Ning Tong'er was speechless at his sarcastic words. She said unhappily: "Then you shouldn't be angry with him every word, right?"
She paused and then said, "His face turned pale with anger from you!"
No matter how much Murong Lie tolerated her, he couldn't stand her tone.
Han Qingyi is his love rival, but she calls him Qingyi's brother and describes him in this way.
He immediately sneered, and the color on his handsome face turned ugly: "Are you distressed?"
When Ning Tong'er heard his sarcastic tone, her eyes widened with anger: "You!"
When Murong Lie saw that his wife was so angry, all the injustice and jealousy dissipated, and he wanted to coax her: "Okay, can I just stop talking? I can't bear to see you facing other people!"
"He is none other than brother Qingyi."
Murong Lie finally couldn't stand it anymore.
Brother Qingyi, Brother Qingyi...
One day, he will crush that pretty boy's neck with his own hands!
He didn't want to listen anymore, but he didn't dare to make her angry, so he had to use his last resort - kissing her suddenly when her eyes widened and she was still going to talk angrily.
Now, her little mouth, which still had a lot to say to him, could say nothing.
She could only let him enjoy her sweetness to the fullest.
Ning Tong'er wanted to push him away at first, but finally slowly put her hands around his neck.
Murong Lie thought to himself while kissing her.
Sure enough, this trick is the simplest and most effective!
He has predicted that this method will be the only effective method every time he and Ning Tong'er quarrel in the future.
Of course, he doesn't mind, and is even happy to do it!
**In the Han family's villa.
In the spacious study room on the second floor, the heavy velvet curtains were still tightly drawn, preventing even a trace of sunlight from getting through.
On the mahogany desk in the study room, the antique bronze cauldron passed down from the Han Dynasty exudes the elegant aroma of sandalwood. This aroma lingers in the study room, making every heavy book on the bookshelf seem to start to exude its aroma.
Han Qingyi was wearing a snow-white gown. He lowered his head and was playing the guzheng on his knees. The sweet music flowed out from under his fingertips like spring water.
Lan Ning sat on the mahogany chair next to the bookshelf, listening carefully to Young Master Han playing the piano.
His dark eyes looked innocent, and no one could see the evil behind them. At this time, he was just an ordinary, good-looking boy with a bookish look.
I don't know when, the study door slowly opened from the outside.
The person who opened the door was a young man wearing a navy blue hunting suit, with a slim build and a tough and refined look. At first glance, he looked like a young man with a background as a special forces soldier.
He opened the door, but did not walk in. Instead, he let the people behind him walk in first.
This person is of course much higher than his status, or he is his master.
His hair is golden and dazzling, his blue eyes are as deep as the sea water, and his handsome and profound facial features are just like Murong Lie's. They are nearly five points similar - this man is of course Murong Lie's half-brother who is in trouble for life and death.
This young master Mark walked in wearing a beige suit, with an air of arrogance and meanness that could not be concealed. As soon as he walked in, he smiled and said: "Good piano, good piano skills."
Han Qingyi stopped moving his fingers and frowned slightly.
Lan Ning immediately stood up, holding on to the mahogany chair, looking coldly and warily at Master Mark and his henchmen behind him - the killer who had climbed over the wall.
This time, it seems that they used abnormal means to break in again.
To be honest, Han Qingyi hates such people and things like this.
Lan Ning knew it without him having to ask.
As long as Mr. Han is displeased and threatens him, Lan Ning will find a way to get rid of him without his instructions.
Master Mark seemed to see the murderous aura and bloodthirsty under Lan Ning's innocent eyes. He raised his hand and waved to him: "Kids, I have no ill intentions towards you. Don't forget that we are on the same side of the world.
On the same side.”
Yeah?
Lan Ning sneered.
He doesn't believe it!
Except for Han Qingyi, he didn't believe anyone, couldn't trust anyone, and couldn't rest assured.
As for Han Qingyi, even if he was allowed to die, he would not complain a word.
Master Mark came uninvited and stepped into the fragrant mahogany study with his confidants. As soon as he walked in, he couldn't help but praise: "Young Master Han has really good taste."
Han Qingyi raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "Young Master Mark is so polite."
Master Mark raised his blue eyes and looked around. Lan Ning was very unhappy with his lofty gaze and glanced around. He put his hands in his pockets and was about to have an attack.
Master Mark looked around, then suddenly laughed: "You don't even want to open the curtains, which is really in line with your Scorpio personality. You like to sit in the dark and watch human nature coldly."
Lan Ning's expression immediately changed, but Han Qingyi was not angry, and just smiled faintly: "How come Master Mark still believes in things like horoscopes that have no scientific basis? However, you have to investigate the zodiac signs below clearly.
Is it also a necessary condition for you to cooperate with me?"
Master Mark didn't feel embarrassed by his sarcastic words and just pretended not to understand Han Qingyi's words.
"That's not true, but... I am particularly interested in Mr. Han. I really want to know everything about you!"
As soon as he said this, Han Qingyi's face was cold and indifferent, with no special expression, but Lan Ning couldn't bear it anymore and immediately walked over and said coldly: "Master Mark, don't forget that you are standing on
On whose land, please show me some respect!"
Han Qingyi did not stop Lan Ning's rude words. It was obvious that he was conniving and just remained cold and silent.
Master Mark laughed at the loyal Lan Ning's attack: "That is, I know very well, this is a villa built by the Han family after they bought thousands of acres of land. But, kid, what do you mean?
, if I stand on my land in the UK, can I be disrespectful?"
Lan Ning was so angry that his cute face turned pale. His fingers had already taken out something, but Han Qingyi stopped him.
Han Qingyi calmly interrupted what Lan Ning wanted to do, but she said to Master Mark: "Master Mark, why do you always tease a child? He has followed me since he was a child and has been used to my teachings. He doesn't really understand.
Such a humorous way...but I don’t know what the purpose of Master Mark’s coming here this time?”
Master Mark walked to the mahogany desk and pressed his slender fingertips on the piano on Han Qingyi's knees intentionally or unintentionally.
"That group of people has already left for the UK, and it's time for me to go back."
The tips of his fingers wavered on the strings, making a "ding" sound.
He stopped his fingertips, and a little smile appeared on his handsome but mean-spirited face.
"I feel very melancholy when I think about saying goodbye to Young Master Han, so I came here to say goodbye to Young Master Han."
As soon as he said this, Lan Ning's face turned ugly.
If Han Qingyi hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to chop Master Mark into pieces!
Han Qingyi didn't say any polite words, but simply said: "According to our plan, shouldn't we be able to meet again soon?"
Master Mark raised his hand from the strings and placed it on Han Qingyi's arm: "But I miss you so much even before I leave!"
His confidant stood by the door, which was a good position to protect Master Mark. Moreover, his expression did not change at all because of Master Mark's over-the-top words. He was probably very worried about Master Mark's problem.
I understand it and don’t think it’s strange.
But Lan Ning couldn't bear it.
Young Master Han is a god in his mind!
Who the hell is this damn Young Master Mark? He dares to "touch" his noble Young Master Han with his hands.
And what is that word?!
Is that what one man is saying to another man?
It's simply a perversion.
Compared with Master Mark's "problem" of liking to kill people and killing cruelly, Lan Ning found the matter of touching Master Han even more unbearable.
He felt goosebumps all over his body, and the lovely young lady's face turned blue.
Han Qingyi didn't have any special reaction. He just said lightly: "Master Mark, it's time for you to return to England."
Master Mark's fingertips were still resting on Han Qingyi's white sleeves. His blue eyes only looked at his jade-white face, and then he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a smile: "I really miss you and me.
Let’s go back together…”
I can't finish this sentence.
Because it flew out from nowhere, and even Master Mark, who was standing next to him, didn't see how it was done. Han Qingyi's white and elegant hands were still placed on the piano, and he probably just moved his fingers.