Master Mark finally put down his hand on Han Qingyi's arm, but raised it and touched his cheek.
He turned his face sideways and touched blood on his hand.
He looked down at the bright red blood on his fingers, and instead of getting angry, he laughed.
"Young Master Han really has a personality."
Han Qingyi glanced at him coldly, just smiled and said nothing, but Lan Ning sneered, and laughed very loudly. He said: "Master Han, your hands are dirty, I will help you wipe them with a towel
one time."
Master Mark laughed, and he didn't know if he was angry at Lan Ning's obviously targeted and disgusting words - but after all, whether he was angry or not, it was so scary.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to our reunion. I think it will be very soon..." He smiled, "Because I believe our plan will go smoothly this time, thanks to your ability."
Han Qingyi just looked at him coldly.
"Well, I'll take my leave now. We'll meet up soon anyway." Master Mark couldn't get any benefits if he stayed any longer. Lan Ning stared at him so hard that two holes almost burned out!
As soon as Master Mark and his confidants left, Han Qingyi did not move, but looked coldly at the guzheng on his knees.
Lan Ning walked over and was about to speak when Han Qingyi said calmly: "Lan Ning, don't be alone with Mark in the future."
Lan Ning was unconvinced: "Why? Am I still afraid of him?"
This guy who is so bold and dares to harass Mr. Han must learn a lesson!
I really wanted to break his hand just now!
Han Qingyi said calmly: "He thought he knew everything about us. Didn't I investigate him? It's not necessarily that I cooperated with him even though I knew nothing about him..."
He continued to say calmly: "Based on my understanding of him, I'm afraid he has already remembered you."
Lan Ning was still unconvinced and was about to argue when Han Qingyi said: "No matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight him. Remember, don't be alone with him."
Then, he added lightly: "Yesterday, the most famous G disappeared, and this morning his body was found in the trash can."
Lan Ning was not afraid, but frowned: "Young Master Han, what do you mean?"
Han Qingyi did not answer his question, but just said: "Just remember my words."
Even if Lan Ning is vicious in his methods, he is still just a childish child, but Master Mark is not a human being at all and cannot be guessed using common sense.
Lan Ning was still very unconvinced with that Young Master Mark. He thought to himself that it was not certain who was afraid of whom. He just didn't dare to argue with Han Qingyi. He would just listen to whatever Young Master Han said.
He just nodded in agreement, but then he heard Han Qingyi say calmly: "There is one more thing."
Lan Ning looked at him, only to see Han Qingyi push away his beloved guzheng that had just been touched by Master Mark and throw it onto the carpet.
"Throw it to me."
he said coldly.
At this time, Lan Ning was very happy and quickly agreed.
only……
He glanced at the guzheng with regret: Mr. Han likes it!
It's all that damn Master Mark.
**A group of people came out of London Airport. Because of their outstanding appearance, they have attracted the attention of many people.
In this group of people, in addition to Murong Lie, who is tall and handsome in black, and Ning Tong'er, who is slender and wearing a white gown, there are also the hot and energetic sister Qi Ruosang, and her enemy Song Ruqiao.
And Ananda, who was fitted with prosthetics and continued to serve as a bodyguard.
Of course, there were two people who were particularly disliked by Murong Lie, but who were still indescribably happier than everyone present - the steward of Edson Castle and his entourage, the handsome boy Noah.
These two people felt that they had completed half of the task, and they were very happy that they had lived up to their status as special envoys sent by the earl.
Especially the manager, Ning Tong'er looked like she was crying when she saw him, and even handed him a clean handkerchief.
This group of people walked out of the airport, got into the extended RV that the manager had notified the people at the castle to prepare in advance, and drove straight to the castle.
Along the way, Murong Lie not only ignored the manager's excited expression, but also refused to accept the salute of a visitor from the castle who called him "young master".
His face was very ugly, to put it more seriously, it was ugly.
A handsome face turned into the bottom of a pot, inky black.
If it weren't for Ning Tong'er, he would never embark on this journey again!
And the closer he got to Edson Castle, the blue coastline that could be seen along the way, the uglier Murong Lie's face became.
It's not that he wants to think about it, but those unbearable memories are like squid on the coastline, constantly rising up, and he can't help but think about it!
Murong Lie pursed his thin lips tightly, and his dark eyes were full of worry.
At this moment, he felt his hand being held by someone.
He turned around and saw that Ning Tong'er, who was sitting next to him, stretched out her small hand and held his big hand tightly.
She raised her little face and gave herself a quiet and soothing smile.
Murong Lie's Adam's apple suddenly rolled, and he held her hand tightly, then pulled her over with a sudden pull, hugged her slender shoulders tightly, and held her in his arms.
This small and slender body seems to have a lot of energy, conveying all the care and encouragement to itself.
It's really ridiculous that I, an arrogant and conceited man, always draw warmth and strength from such a little girl who is so slender that she can be crushed with just one hand.
Ning Tong'er, his Tong'er.
His little thing.
His woman.
She had no idea how lucky he was to meet her.
He just wanted to be with her like this for the rest of his life, holding her in his hands for the rest of his life.
Never ever separate.
If Murong Lie never believed in God and never felt that he should be grateful for anything, then he is grateful now.
Being able to meet her was enough for him to be filled with gratitude!
When he was approaching Edson Castle, Murong Lie raised his dark eyes, glanced coldly at the towering spire of the castle, and said coldly: "Stop and turn."
The steward quickly asked: "Master, what's wrong?"
Murong Lie's face was still dark. If his hand hadn't been holding Ning Tong'er's soft and slender hand, he might not have even bothered to say anything to the manager.
"Go to another place first."
he said coldly.
The manager was stunned for a moment.
**It turns out that the place Murong Lie had to go to first was Murong Yao'er's cemetery.
When the manager heard this, it was obviously expected and reasonable, but for some reason, his expression suddenly became very hesitant.
"Master, why don't we go back to the castle first..."
This would give him an excuse to go to the cemetery and clean it up first.
Oh, damn it, why didn't he think of this problem in advance?
He dared to say that the young master would be angry when he saw the grass growing so high in his mother's cemetery. He might even fly back to China without even returning to Edison Castle.
Then all his efforts and Miss Tong'er's help were in vain.
He wanted to delay time first and quickly sent people to clean up Murong Yao'er's cemetery.
However, the more he hesitated like this, obviously stalling for time, the look in Murong Lie's eyes immediately made him angrier: "Now, now, now!"
When Murong Lie got angry, the manager, who was afraid that the young master would change his mind and leave again, was so frightened that he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.
God bless, bless the young master not to be angry when he sees that scene!
But, is it possible?
Obviously, it's impossible.
Because, when they arrived at Murong Yao'er's cemetery, not to mention Murong Lie's face was livid, his whole body was tense, his fists were clenched, and he was exuding surging anger.
Even Song Ruqiao and Qi Ruosang frowned.
Ning Tong'er raised her beautiful eyebrows and hugged them while they were parked. She went down to buy a bouquet of white chrysanthemums at the flower shop, and she was immediately speechless.
I really don't know what to say.
The cemetery in front of us is so abandoned. It has been more than ten or twenty years, and no one has ever come to see it, clean it, or visit it?
The grass has grown almost as tall as a person!
Ning Tong'er was speechless. She frowned, pursed her lips, and glanced angrily at the manager who looked embarrassed.
She now very much suspected that the manager was using a trick to deceive her sympathy and deliberately make her believe that the earl really loved Rong Yi'er, but he just couldn't express such ridiculous words.
In fact, I am afraid that the Earl has long forgotten that there was once a girl named Murong Yao'er who was snatched away by him, her innocence was taken away, her life was ruined, and then she died in his Edson Palace.
Fortress?
The scene in front of you is ironclad proof! This can’t be called true love. If letting the cemetery of the woman you like be abandoned like this is also true love...damn it!
Ning Tong'er cursed angrily.
She must have been deceived by the old fox, the manager!
There is no reason for this.
She cursed softly, and suddenly thought that she was in the cemetery of Murong Yao'er, who died young. Not only did Murong Yao'er have a rough life, but she was also the mother of her boyfriend. How could she curse in her cemetery?
Even if it's just scolding someone because of her injustice, it's not good.
So, she coughed lowly and glared at the manager several times.
The manager couldn't even lift his head.
He had a lot on his mind and many reasons he wanted to explain to them.
However, a fool also knows that all this directly makes people have no good impression of the people in Edson Castle, and there is no use in explaining it.
Explanation is also a cover-up, a quibble!
So, he could only lower his head in embarrassment and humility, hoping in his heart that the young master could calm down a little.
But is it possible?
Murong Lie walked over and reached out to push away the weeds beside his mother's tombstone, because the weeds grew too long and even covered the tombstone.