The confidant secretly breathed a sigh of relief and took the white rose respectfully: "Yes!"
Master Mark raised his hand that had just been pricked by roses and touched the scar on his face.
Although the scab has formed, there is still an obvious scar.
This Young Master Han was really cruel. If the wound were any deeper, it would reach the bone, and the face would be disfigured.
What a cruel and cold-blooded beauty.
However, touching the scar that almost disfigured him, Master Mark laughed.
And the smile is meaningful and rich in content.
Since he smiled so weirdly and unfathomably, his confidants just pretended they didn't see anything.
No matter what Master Mark thinks, he just needs to do what he is told.
Although this is my first time to transport flowers by air, it is not too difficult after all. Is there anyone else on this earth who can stay in China for several years and learn Chinese, the most difficult and difficult language in the world?
Is it more difficult?!
**Murong Lie walked around the garden several times and still couldn't think of a way.
Ning Tong'er didn't go back to their room at all, and ran to stay with Qi Ruosang. Girls always have endless things to talk about together, especially when it comes to scolding men, they can talk until dawn.
Poor Murong Lie was left alone in his room, sleepless.
He really missed her.
But Ning Tong'er made it clear that she ignored him. The two of them were under the same roof of the castle. Murong Lie just wanted to talk to her, but she shook her head, raised her chin arrogantly, turned around and left, returning to Qi.
The door of Ruosang's room was locked, and Murong Lie was rejected before he could say anything.
A slender figure stood at the window, secretly stretched out his little head, glanced at the tall and handsome figure in the garden, and then quickly retracted his head for fear of being discovered by him.
Qi Ruosang sat cross-legged on the bed, her long curly hair tied up with a towel, and her smooth and sexy skin was exposed outside the towel. After just taking a bath, she wiped her arms with moisturizer and looked up at the wall.
The Super Model Contest broadcast on TV did not forget to poke fun at the people standing by the window, secretly grabbing the curtains with their hands.
"Haha, if you really want to watch it, feel free to watch it. Otherwise, go back to your room, and the person you are watching will immediately follow you back to the room like a slut. When the time comes, you can watch whatever you want when they are face to face.
Wow!"
Ning Tong'er raised her head: "Sister Ruosang, don't you want me to sleep in the same room with you?"
Qi Ruosang's hands were busy patting moisturizer on his neck, "Where are you? I really want you to talk to me, little one. I'm bored to death! Hey, it's not like in Murong Group here.
No one can fix it for me, let alone no one to play with. It's boring to deal with that stern-faced guy in charge, not to mention those maids. Hey, I regret that I shouldn't have told that little painter so quickly.
I broke up, but no one will accompany me now..."
"Song Ruqiao is not a human being!"
"He... cough cough cough..." Qi Ruosang suddenly choked on her own saliva, and she changed the topic with erratic eyes, "Hey, talking about my little painter lover..."
"Sister Ruosang, why are you changing the subject?" Ning Tong'er had been teased by her all night, but now he took the opportunity to laugh at her, "Why don't you talk about Song Ruqiao? Since the day when Song Ruqiao left, you have been
I haven’t spoken for a long time!”
"Not only did he not speak, but he couldn't even see him!"
Qi Ruosang blurted out angrily, and then regretted that she was the fastest. She blushed, coughed to cover up, turned her head and pretended to watch TV seriously: "Oh, this Brazilian girl has a perfect figure.
ah……"
Ning Tong'er looked at her with a smile: "Yes, yes, I haven't seen anyone all day, and I don't know anyone is waiting for him. What an inconsiderate guy!"
Cough, cough, cough, Qi Ruosang coughed louder. She pretended not to see or hear what Ning Tong'er was saying, and still stared at the TV "seriously".
I just saw the Brazilian model untied a veil on the screen, revealing her perfect figure in a bikini. The TV screen changed into a news anchor with curly hair and a suit. It turns out that the supermodel competition is also
Advertising and news breaks.
Qi Ruosang was feeling miserable when suddenly, her hand that was applying moisturizer on her arm suddenly slipped, and the moisturizer suddenly slid onto the sheets.
However, she didn't notice it at all. Instead, she immediately sat up from the bed and watched the TV with shock on her face.
Ning Tong'er was also surprised by her actions. She walked over from the window and saw a current news broadcast on the TV: at the scene of a car accident, a young blond man with a picture folder on his back fell in a pool of blood.
Here, the face stained red by blood was originally very handsome.
The news anchor continued to explain: "According to eyewitnesses, the young painter who was frustrated because of a broken relationship got into a car accident after drinking, and it was suspected that he committed suicide by driving..."
Ning Tong'er was also shocked.
"This, this is not that..."
She turned to look at Qi Ruosang, but Qi Ruosang didn't bother to answer her. She jumped up from the bed and ran out barefoot. Halfway through, Ning Tong'er stopped her in a fit of laughter: "
Sister Ruosang, you haven’t changed your clothes yet."
Qi Ruosang paused suddenly, turned around and hurriedly put on her clothes. However, halfway through, she stopped with trembling hands and leaned against the wall.
Ning Tong'er couldn't bear to look at her, walked over and patted Qi Ruosang's back like they usually comforted her: "Sister Ruosang, don't be sad, it has nothing to do with you. Don't blame yourself..."
Qi Ruosang raised his hand to cover his face: "It's me, it must be because I broke up with him. I didn't know he was so stupid, I thought he was just like me, just for fun, joking, and talking about love. Then
When he called me, he happily said that he wanted to give me a surprise and that he wanted to send me a lot of flowers, a room full of flowers. But I told him that I wanted to break up with him without hearing what he said..."
Qi Ruosang shed tears. She didn't even put on her clothes, so she hurriedly got the phone and called: "I must have made a mistake just now. That person must not be him. I want to call him..."
Ning Tong'er knew that she didn't love the painter, but if something like this happened, it would be hard for anyone.
Sister Ruosang must have blamed herself very much. She wanted to comfort her, but Qi Ruosang ran over and picked up the phone beside the bed and kept dialing the painter's number.
Of course, the call will never get through and the call will always be busy.
From now on, there will only be busy signals...
Qi Ruosang listened to the mechanical busy tone over there, her hand shook, and the microphone slipped from her hand. She knelt on the carpet and covered her face with her hands.
"Did I kill him? He even told me that he wanted to give me flowers, but I killed him..."
Ning Tong'er understands Qi Ruosang deeply. Although Qi Ruosang always calls herself the imperial sister and acts super unrestrained and unrestrained, in fact she values feelings more than anyone else, is softer than anyone else, and is even stupider than anyone else.
She walked over, held Qi Ruosang's shoulders with her hands, and patted her back sadly: "Sister Ruosang, don't be sad, this is not your fault, no one would have thought of it..."
Qi Ruosang raised his head, his eyes were red.
"No matter what, I have to go over and see him for the last time, otherwise I will really be so inhuman, won't I?"
Before Ning Tong'er had time to answer, the impatient and impulsive Qi Ruosang stood up from the carpet where he was kneeling and hurriedly ran out.
She opened the door, and Ning Tong'er hurriedly caught up with her coat.
"Sister Ruosang, are you going out like this? Put on your coat and I'll go with you."
Qi Ruosang took the coat: "Thank you."
The two people hurriedly walked to the corridor, but met Song Ruqiao who had just come back from outside and had just climbed the spiral staircase.
Song Ruqiao was still wearing a suit, which was navy blue that he liked, but there was a special fragrance vaguely on his body, which was refreshing.
At this time, Qi Ruosang and Ning Tong'er had no extra thought or time to think about how Song Ruqiao could wear such perfume, let alone ask him where he had been today.
On the contrary, it was Song Ruqiao who stopped the two of them in a hurry.
"Where are you going?"
A sharp light flashed through his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses: "Are you crying?"
Qi Ruosang had no time to pay attention to him and was still about to walk forward, but he didn't see a faint sneer flashing behind Song Ruqiao's gold-rimmed glasses.
Still Ning Tong'er couldn't bear to see Song Ruqiao being left out, so she kindly replied to Song Ruqiao: "Sister Ruosang is feeling uncomfortable."
Song Ruqiao still said "Oh", but she seemed to sneer.
Ning Tong'er gave him a strange and puzzled look, only feeling that Song Ruqiao smelled really good today!
She then explained to Song Ruqiao: "Sister Ruosang didn't do this to you on purpose. She actually misses you very much. She also remembers that you haven't shown up these days."
She could see that the two of them had feelings for each other, but someone needed to break the window between them. Of course Ning Tong'er was willing to be the matchmaker, so she told Song Ruqiao this in such a long-winded way.
He was just afraid that Song Ruqiao would misunderstand Qi Ruosang and ignore him.
In fact, Song Ruqiao had long been used to it and didn't take it seriously anymore.
The two of them were at odds with each other, and they quarreled with each other for more than a day or two.
He just said "Oh" again: "Why is she uncomfortable?"
As he spoke, another look of jealousy flashed in his eyes.
Ning Tong'er didn't notice the abnormality in his expression. She just focused on Qi Ruosang who went out sadly, so she hurriedly explained to him: "It's like this, we just watched the news, the one about Sister Ruosang
My ex-boyfriend had a car accident..."
"Wait a minute, what do you mean by ex-boyfriend? Ex?" Song Ruqiao frowned.