And his methods are even more terrifying. Haven't you, the new guy, heard those rumors?
He will be disemboweled, unable to die immediately, and tortured to death... Isn't this the worst thing?
So...shh, shut up, the manager is coming over!
On the other side, Murong Lie quickly drove back to the castle.
Along the way, his mind was filled with bad thoughts.
I wonder what that damn man Count did to Tong'er?
Is he the same as before?
The maid didn't answer the phone. Do you know what happened?
Are you guilty of being a thief?
The more Murong Lie thought about it, the more he thought about the worst, and his handsome face turned livid.
Damn old guy, it's better not to do what he thinks, otherwise he will definitely burn all the people in this castle and this castle to the ground!
However, when he quickly ran into the garden at the entrance of the castle, his black crocodile leather shoes stepped on the green lawn, and his tall and handsome body was so fast that he could not stand still because of the menacing force, and he was already stunned.
——What are you doing?!
I saw those wearing black and white maid uniforms, some were as tall as Russian women, and some were as petite as little sparrows... The maids, although their bodies and looks were different, their expressions were the same, and they all looked like they were having fun.
As if smiling broadly.
Each of them had erased their usual humble appearance with their heads lowered and dared not say a word. They were chatting and laughing with the servants, gardeners, and drivers in the castle, and the atmosphere was super warm...
Play volleyball?!
The expression on Murong Lie's face is really indescribable.
What's even more outrageous is that the steward, who has always given people a majestic and stern look, and his wife, who is getting plumper and richer, but is equally stern and unsmiling, are actually helping him out.
And the person who refereed the competition for these maids and servants turned out to be handsome but very serious and calm - the count's family doctor?
The lively atmosphere in front of him was like a chaotic dance of demons in Murong Lie's eyes.
What situation?
Subconsciously, I walked over and finally saw the person sitting in the front row of the auditorium, who must be the "culprit" who made the castle so lively - his young fiancée.
Murong Lie looked at this little fool who was too lively. He saw that she had tied up her long black hair into two buns. If she added ribbons, she would look like a Street Fighter Spring.
Li is also.
With her cute bun head, fair and tender face, and a pair of big eyes that are as bright as a collection of stars, she is like a real-life version of a cute porcelain doll. No wonder the maids are saying enviously in private.
He even said such ridiculous things as Oriental women are good at witchcraft and are best at bewitching men.
Ning Tong'er didn't notice that Murong Lie was back at all, and he was in a hurry to find her. How did she know that there was a guy who called the castle but no one answered, and she was so anxious that she almost wanted to destroy the castle?
She was completely unaware that her crisis was about to come over, and she was still waving her white and tender arms, cheering and cheering for the maids: "Well done, come on!"
Murong Lie, who was slowly approaching behind her, already had a dark look on his face.
When Ning Tong'er saw the fierceness of the competition, she was like a little monkey. She simply got up from the chair, stepped on the chair with one foot, climbed onto the chair, stood on the chair and waved her arms high.
He shouted loudly: "Over there, over there, oh, come on!"
This girl is wearing a long white skirt. She looks very ladylike and lovely, but in this situation, the fact that she climbed on a chair and shouted loudly has nothing to do with being a lady.
Moreover, she felt that the long skirt was too obstructive for her cheering, so she grabbed the skirt with her hands and pulled it hard, and with a "shoo", she tore the skirt off in front of everyone, and casually tore it off.
Throw it away, and then tie the skirt that has been torn short underneath into a knot, which is almost the length of shorts.
Two white and tender long legs were swaying in front of my eyes like this, swaying...
The expression on Murong Lie's face is truly indescribable.
He had already begun to consider whether to take her down immediately, put her on his knees and spank her, or take off his suit jacket first, cover her lower body, and punish her later?
No matter what, showing the ice cream to others like this is intolerable to the extremely possessive and jealous Murong Lie!
He was about to walk behind Ning Tong'er and lift her off the chair. Suddenly, his steps stopped and his face turned dark.
Squinting his eyes, his black pupils flashed with unbearable anger, he looked at the earl sitting next to Ning Tong'er - he actually smiled and patted Ning Tong'er's hand, and very gently took a bottle of mineral water.
The water was handed to Ning Tong'er, and it was brought to her mouth!
Oh my god, Murong Lie's face was so ugly that it was beyond description.
This was even more unbearable than seeing this girl Ning Tong'er tear her skirt apart and step on the chair and scream loudly.
If someone eats ice cream, she can be spanked as punishment, but the earl is too meaningful to Ning Tong'er.
No one knows what kind of person the count is.
When had he ever laughed?
In fact, it’s just like what the steward thought: The count hasn’t smiled in n years!
When Murong Lie was still young and still in England, he had never seen the count smile in this old castle. Even for his nominal illegitimate son, he had never shown a smile, even once.
Not only towards him, towards Mark, towards the countess, towards everyone... He is always so arrogant and harsh. How often has he ever had a good face?
However, he actually smiled so tenderly at Ning Tong'er, and even personally handed the mineral water bottle to Ning Tong'er's mouth, as if he was feeding Ning Tong'er water.
Murong Lie's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and the anger in his eyes seemed to be able to pierce the earl from behind.
Ning Tong'er didn't notice at all that some people had misunderstood. Her eyes never left the scene of the game. She bit the mineral water bottle sent by the earl and took a sip of it. As a matter of course, she raised her head and took a sip.
He drank the water, wiped his mouth after drinking it, and continued to watch the game happily.
In her opinion, this is nothing at all.
The Count treated her as if he were his daughter, and in a compensatory manner, he wanted to be kind to her even more, as if this would comfort her heart.
The earl thought it was nothing, he didn't care what others thought, and others didn't dare to show anything in front of him, even if they were talking about it in their hearts.
Compared to Murong Lie who didn't care about the world's opinions, the Count was shocking and didn't care at all.
Only he and Ning Tong'er knew that his love for her was entirely due to his empathy with Murong Yao'er. He regarded her as his and Murong Yao'er's daughter, and wished he could give her all the good things in the world.
She is happy, but what does all this mean?
However, Murong Lie didn't know these things.
Seeing the earl feeding Ning Tong'er water, Murong Lie's lungs were about to explode with anger.
Striding over, he suddenly lifted Ning Tong'er off the chair from behind.
Ning Tong'er first yelled "Wow" and was suddenly frightened. Then when she turned around and saw Murong Lie, she immediately hugged Murong Lie's neck and said with a smile: "Murong Lie, you are back, come on,
It’s fun to watch a football game together!”
Murong Lie's face was dark, his anger had no place to vent, and his lungs were about to explode. However, when he saw this sweet smiling face, he really couldn't bear to scold her.
It's all this damn old guy, he thought bitterly in his heart, has he spotted the little guy who is easy to deceive?
The little guy is young and ignorant, and doesn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts. He thought that this old guy was some kind of good person, and he was brainwashed by that damn manager. He tried to convince him all day long. What he said about love or not was extremely disgusting.
Love is like the grass on mother's grave that is as tall as a person.
Now you dare to fuck his woman, good, very good!
Murong Lie hugged Ning Tong'er, his fists clenching loudly.
Ning Tong'er didn't notice at all that he wanted to hit someone very, very badly, and she patted his face with her little hand: "Murong Lie, your face is really ugly. Didn't the thing we just talked about go well?"
Murong Lie snorted coldly: "No."
After saying that, he didn't let this little fool who was too late to ask any more questions. He hugged her and was about to turn around and leave. Ning Tong'er pulled the clothes on his chest: "Murong Lie, what are you doing? Put me down, the game is on.
The competition is fierce!”
Murong Lie was holding back his anger, so he strode towards the castle without answering her.
"Murong Lie!"
Ning Tong'er was so angry that she puffed up her cheeks, and she looked like a little pufferfish. Her round bun-like face and two buns on her head were so cute.
Murong Lie took two strides, but he was really helpless by her aggrieved look. He stopped, put her down, watched her jumping up and down, and then grabbed him to continue going back to watch the football match.
He was about to be pissed off by this senseless fool.
"Ning Tong'er!" he shouted, "come back here!"
Ning Tong'er was still holding his sleeve in her hand. When she turned around, her cute bun's head shook a little, and a strand of black hair passed over the tip of her straight nose, which made people want to turn father and son against each other.
With an innocent expression on his face: "What are you doing?"
Murong Lie was so angry that he stared at her with two eyes that were about to burst into flames.
But today's Ning Tong'er is not the Ning Tong'er who was always bullied by him in the past. Things have changed. Not only is she no longer afraid of him, she also made a silly face to him: "Forget it, don't look,