After sighing, he didn't say anything more. He just raised his hand and gently touched the top of Ning Tong'er's head.
Her black and soft hair looked so like that person under his palm.
His voice seemed to be far away due to memories.
"Good boy." He sighed softly.
Ning Tong'er raised her head, as if she understood what he was thinking but didn't say out loud, and smiled at him.
Ah, even this quiet and gentle smile is so similar to that person.
It's just that she has never smiled to herself like this...
The earl's hand stopped on Ning Tong'er's head, and his face suddenly stiffened.
Memories kept flooding back, and his face was a little distorted.
Suddenly, I heard an anxious voice: "Little thing?"
It was Murong Lie. As soon as he came back from the conversation, he found that Ning Tong'er was not sleeping on the bed in the room, so he immediately looked for her anxiously.
There was a hint of nervousness in his voice.
"Tong'er?"
He called her name, and Ning Tong'er turned her head, and just as she was about to answer him, Murong Lie suddenly opened the study door and rushed in.
"Tong'er!"
The anxious words suddenly stopped and turned into surprise and anger.
He saw Ning Tong'er squatting beside the count's legs, her little face raised, looking indescribably warm and obedient, while the count also looked at her with a look full of tenderness and love (actually, it was a look of love, Murong Lie, it's just Murong
Lie (thinking wrongly) looked at Ning Tong'er.
Facing Murong Lie who suddenly barged in, Murong Lie seemed like an outsider.
Murong Lie's thin lips were pursed tightly, and his eyes were sinister and unpredictable.
He could no longer tolerate the scene full of admiration before him.
"Murong Lie." Ning Tong'er stood up, "Are you coming back now?"
She said with a smile, but found that Murong Lie's expression was extremely scary.
"Murong Lie?"
Murong Lie stood at the door and said coldly: "That's why I'm disturbing you, right?"
Ning Tong'er was stunned: "What?"
Murong Lie lightly lifted his thin lips, his voice full of anger and a hint of malicious ridicule: "I'm disturbing you, aren't I?"
His repeated words made Ning Tong'er stunned again.
"Murong Lie, what did you say?"
"I should be the one asking you, what are you doing?!"
He couldn't help but think wrongly, the scene full of admiration just now stung his eyes.
In the past few days, he had always suspected that the earl had an ulterior motive for Tong'er, and was worried that Ning Tong'er would make the same mistake again, but he didn't expect that he was overthinking it - Ning Tong'er seemed to have a very good relationship with the earl, very good.
It feels like my fiancé has become an outsider.
When he was at home, Han Qingyi was a thorn in his side. When he arrived in the UK, Han Qingyi's threats were still everywhere. He had to secretly take off the bracelet on her wrist in the middle of the night to check. However, this information has not yet been resolved, and there is another one.
His love rival is actually his biological father who is incompatible with each other and is related by blood.
Ning Tong'er couldn't help but frown at the malicious speculation in his words, feeling aggrieved and angry.
"Murong Lie..."
"Go back to your room!" Murong Lie interrupted her decisively. This sentence was not a discussion but an order.
Ning Tong'er's face turned pale, and her eyes were watery.
She was about to cry!
How long ago had Murong Lie spoken to her like this? Ever since they got better, he had been completely obedient to her and never had such a tone again.
But what is his attitude now? Does he regard her as a slave?
When the earl saw Ning Tong'er's face turned pale with anger and about to cry, he immediately tightened his thin lips and frowned tightly - no matter how incompatible the father and son were, or how misunderstood they were.
, but just by looking at the appearance and expression, they are so similar.
"What is your attitude when talking to her?"
He glared at Murong Lie angrily, and Murong Lie immediately stared back at him without showing any signs of weakness.
"You have the nerve to ask!"
Murong Lie was furious, and the earl narrowed his eyes: "Me?"
Murong Lie strode over, pulled Ning Tong'er behind him, and said angrily to the count: "I warned you not to mess with my woman, otherwise don't blame me for being rude to you!"
The Earl looked at him coldly, and his aura of eternal nobility and arrogance could be radiated from his sitting posture.
"You apologize to her!"
He didn't explain the misunderstanding at all, because he was used to being arrogant. Instead, he asked Murong Lie to apologize to Ning Tong'er, because Ning Tong'er was more important, but Murong Lie inevitably thought more wrongly.
"My woman, you don't need to care!"
He took Ning Tong'er's hand: "Go back!"
The doctor couldn't stand it any longer, so he stepped forward and said to Murong Lie: "Master, I can testify that Miss Tong'er is massaging the injured leg of Lord Earl..."
"She's not a health doctor, why should she massage her legs?" Murong Lie looked at the count angrily, "I think you took the opportunity to find a reason to trick her into coming here, right?"
Ning Tong'er threw his hand away with force: "Murong Lie!"
She wholeheartedly wanted to reconcile the father and son, but Murong Lie misunderstood her in this way. She was so angry that her eyes burst into tears. With tears in her eyes, she turned around and ran out of the study angrily.
Ning Tong'er ran out, while Murong Lie and the earl were still glaring at each other.
"Boy, if you don't apologize to her, you don't need to inherit the title of the Edson family."
"You think I'm rare!"
Murong Lie gave a cold shout, turned around and left. After taking two steps, he stopped again: "It's best not to let me really find out that you have any unwanted thoughts about her. Otherwise, don't blame me for reenacting what happened back then."
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The doctor was startled by his cold words. He didn't know what Murong Lie did when he was a child, but just hearing what Murong Lie said was not a good thing.
The earl sat on a chair and looked coldly at Murong Lie's tall and handsome back.
Until Murong Lie left, he still frowned like this, pursed his thin lips tightly, and had a cold and unpredictable expression.
The doctor thought he was angry with Murong Lie, so he stepped forward and said cautiously: "Earl, the young master has misunderstood you. It will be fine once the misunderstanding is resolved."
However, he didn't expect that the count would sigh, and his frown slowly relaxed.
Then, he said something that the doctor completely unexpected.
"This kid really looks like me."
**Ning Tong'er ran to Qi Ruosang's room, and even though Murong Lie went to find her, she refused to let Qi Ruosang open the door, and finally slept with Qi Ruosang all night.
From that day on, the two men had a cold war.
Murong Lie wanted to pack his bags and go back to his country right away, but Ning Tong'er was having a cold war with him right now, so there was no way she could go back with him.
If she doesn't leave, how can Murong Lie leave?
So I hated the Earl so much that I wished I could demolish the castle, but Murong Lie stayed behind with a dark and handsome face.
The cold war was unpleasant, as he soon learned.
During the meal, Ning Tong'er no longer sat next to him, but sat beside the earl. She was chatting and laughing with the earl. Her enthusiasm made Murong Lie so angry.
"Crack!"
Throwing the silver fork on the table, he angrily dropped the half-eaten breakfast with a dark face, got up and strode away.
Ning Tong'er watched him leave, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes, but she quickly turned away and didn't look at him.
Humph, even if I miss him very much, I just don’t want to talk to him first!
Such a disrespectful guy should be taught a lesson.
See if he will misunderstand people easily in the future!
Qi Ruosang sat on the edge, watching Ning Tong'er clearly angrily use a fork to fork the cake on the plate, dismembering the cake into many small pieces, but she stubbornly resisted turning her head to look angry.
Looking at Murong Lie who had to leave, she slowly brought the coffee cup to Hongyan's lips and sighed secretly.
Tsk tsk tsk, the little cutie is really angry this time!
Boss, don't say I didn't help you. Who made you go too far?
Only when the little cutie's anger subsides can I be the lobbyist again? I won't have to be stuck in the middle of you now, which is a thankless task.
Song Ruqiao sat next to her, her ears were very pointed, and she sarcastically said: "You sigh so early in the morning, why? Did you have a quarrel with your painter lover?"
Qi Ruosang turned his head and glanced at him disdainfully: "What? Do you want me to quarrel with him?"
Song Ruqiao's face was a little ugly, but he didn't know it, and Qi Ruosang didn't understand it even more.
"I think you are shrewd and fierce. If someone is willing to take you, a tigress, it's time to laugh. Don't make people angry over trivial matters. Not everyone is as infatuated as the CEO."
Ning Tong'er was distracted and preoccupied, and she poked the cake slices unconsciously with the silver fork in her hand. When she heard this, her ears automatically and consciously picked up Song Ruqiao's last words.
Infatuation will not change?
Murong Lie?
Tsk, that guy...how did that guy not change his infatuation? He didn't say anything when he made her angry, he didn't apologize to her, he misunderstood her, and...in short, Murong Lie is a big idiot!
Disgusting big idiot!
Ning Tong'er felt angry and sad at the same time. When she thought about the sweet enthusiasm, all kinds of love and all kinds of happiness in the past two days, her eyes suddenly turned red.
"Whatever," Qi Ruosang heard Song Ruqiao laugh at him again, and his eyes widened with anger, and his beautiful almond-shaped eyes burst out with anger, "You dead fox, you are the one no one wants! My painter
I don’t know how good my little lover is to me, can you care about it?"
She originally wanted to be angry with Song Ruqiao on purpose, but she didn't expect that Song Ruqiao's eyes really narrowed behind her gold-rimmed glasses, and there was a trace of muscle twitching on her elegant and handsome face.
The more Qi Ruosang talked, the happier he became. He didn't mention the fact that both he and the painter had already paid their respects. He deliberately spoke loudly and felt very proud.
"How is it? Do you think no one wants me? Do you think everyone is as blind as you, the dead fox sissy? Last night I spent a romantic night with my little painter lover, you try