"Yes," Ning Tong'er replied casually, "Sister Ruosang broke up with him a few days ago!"
Song Ruqiao was stunned, a little unbelievable, as if she had heard something particularly incredible: "A few days ago? Then what did she say..."
Ning Tong'er nodded her head in sudden realization: "You said what she said to you when we were having breakfast that day. She was angry with you. She was with me all night, how could she have anything to do with that person?
It’s been a long night... Hey, forget it, everyone has gone, what’s the use of talking about it now..."
Song Ruqiao frowned, not knowing what she was thinking.
Ning Tong'er raised her eyes and looked ahead: "Hey, sister Ruosang has already gone downstairs. No, I have to accompany her."
She looked at Song Ruqiao apologetically: "We always have to see each other for the last time. Sister Ruosang is feeling uncomfortable and says she regrets breaking up with him..."
Song Ruqiao still frowned and did not answer.
Ning Tong'er felt that he was a little strange today, but she couldn't say what was strange about him. She didn't care to tell him anything else. She nodded to him and ran after Ruosang.
Song Ruqiao looked at Ning Tong'er and Qi Ruosang's back as they walked downstairs and ran out, her pursed lips twitched slightly.
He took two steps forward towards his bedroom door, but stopped after taking two steps. It turned out that he found something on his navy blue suit.
He turned his head and bent down, pulled off a piece of pencil sawdust from his suit trouser leg, crushed it into powder, and threw it into the trash can.
Without any expression, he returned to his room.
**The death of the painter made Qi Ruosang feel depressed to the lowest point. Even the lively Ning Tong'er stopped laughing.
In addition, Ning Tong'er was having a cold war with Murong Lie again, and for some unknown reason, Song Ruqiao did not provoke Qi Ruosang to quarrel. Ning Tong'er was relieved to think that Song Ruqiao respected the deceased and did not want to make sister Ruosang sad.
None of these people spoke. Murong Lie wanted to talk to Ning Tong'er but had no chance. For a moment, it was almost like a cold scene.
The breakfast that day was so quiet that you could hear the sound if a pin dropped to the ground.
Ning Tong'er pouted her little mouth and looked at the milk in front of her with no appetite. Murong Lie wanted to talk to her, it would be best to sit next to her and coax her, but when he saw the man next to Ning Tong'er
, his face sank again.
He couldn't lose face anymore, at least not in front of this man, not now.
The earl gently waved to the butler, and then said to Ning Tong'er: "Tong'er, don't you like eating these? Tell the steward what you like to eat, and let him tell the kitchen to make your favorite breakfast."
Ning Tong'er shook her head.
The earl felt sorry for her even more, "How can you not have breakfast? Otherwise, I will have the dishes prepared and warmed from the Chinese restaurant later."
Ning Tong'er shook her head again.
Murong Lie sat aside and gritted his teeth.
Of course, the earl is treating Ning Tong'er well and doting on her.
However, the more he favored Ning Tong'er, the more unhappy Murong Lie became - why should he favor my woman? Does he need to be nice to my woman?
What do I do?
Wouldn't I be nice to her?
Don't I know how to pamper her?
I love Tong'er a hundred times more than he does! Come on, old guy, compete with me for women!
If he wants to be pampered, why not pamper his own woman?
Oh... By the way, because his woman has been killed by him.
And that woman is my mother!
Murong Lie's new and old grudges towards the earl just surged into his heart. He wanted to kill Ning Tong'er and wished he could apologize to Ning Tong'er immediately. He said all the nice and flattering words to her. At this time, at
How can you tell it in front of the earl?
No matter what, you can't show weakness, especially if you don't let this damn old guy see the joke.
Just wait, my woman will get it back even if she robs her.
Murong Lie held the silver fork hard and stared at the earl in a conspiratorial manner, deciding in his heart that he could no longer endure it.
If Ning Tong'er wanted to sleep in the same room with Ruosang that girl tonight, he would just break in and carry the little thing back to their room.
To put it bluntly, two words: robbing people!
"Is Tong'er feeling unwell?" the count still asked with great concern.
The manager has never seen him so gentle and patient in his life.
Therefore, Miss Ning Tong'er is truly magical, almost a miraculous existence.
In fact, he didn't know the truth that only Ning Tong'er and the earl knew: the earl regarded Ning Tong'er as his and Murong Yi'er's daughter, so he doted on her in every possible way, wishing that he could show himself by doting on her.
Father's love, this is an unspeakable opportunity to make up for regrets.
Ning Tong'er shook her head again, but before she could speak, she heard a laughing voice coming from the door.
"Father, it turns out that you also have such a loving side. It's really jaw-dropping. It's just a pity that none of us have the opportunity to receive your love..."
When these words were heard, everyone at the table stopped breakfast, which was not started in the first place, and looked at the door.
I saw a tall, handsome, but ill-informed man walking over with a few men. He had golden hair, eyes as blue as sea water, and his facial features were similar to those of Earl Edson and Murong Lie.
They are very similar, but not completely alike - this man was not found poisoning the count, and who was the young Master Mark who was expelled from his house?
The steward's majestic face, which had remained unchanged for thousands of years, immediately showed a trace of panic and anger.
He could only see the earl in his eyes. Anyone who dared to harm the earl was an enemy.
Even if that person is the young master of the Edson family to whom he is loyal, the eldest son of the earl is no exception.
"How did you get in? We don't know?" he asked a servant beside him in a low voice.
Young Master Mark's judgment was very powerful. He immediately raised his eyebrows and laughed loudly: "Master Manager, you still pay so much attention to me!"
He smiled and threw up a pistol in his arms, then caught it again, as if he was playing with a gadget.
"Tell me, if your doorman sees this, can he not open the door and let me in?"
The manager shut up, but his face still looked ugly.
Edson Castle is impregnable, and it is impossible to get in so easily. Master Mark must have done something else to get in without alerting the people inside.
But now that the count is here, it's not his turn to speak, so he has no choice but to shut up. "Father, don't you welcome me?"
Master Mark walked over with his wife in a swagger, pulled up a chair and sat down.
"You should introduce me to my brother and my younger siblings, right?"
The earl's face was actually uglier than that of the steward, but for some reason, he didn't speak, let alone drive Master Mark out. Maybe this was the secret why he didn't execute Master Mark in the basement and finally let him go.
Master Mark looked past Murong Lie and looked at Ning Tong'er, then greeted her in Chinese: "Ning Tong'er, right?"
Ning Tong'er immediately thought of the "glorious deeds" of Master Mark that the steward told her, and the expression on her little face was definitely not any better than that of the steward and the earl.
With a calm and pretty little face, she ignored people and turned her head away for the first time in her life.
To be honest, just looking at such a perverted person made him feel sick and made him feel uncomfortable all over.
Didn't he feel any guilt or guilt at all for the people he killed?!
However, she didn't think she needed to ask him this question. It must not be there. She would know it just by looking at it.
Master Mark actually didn't care about Ning Tong'er's reaction of rejection and disgust, at least on the surface. As for what he was thinking in his heart, who knew?
When he came back, everyone was silent and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. He actually laughed, as if he didn't take it seriously at all.
Instead, he smiled and turned to the Earl who was sitting at the head of the table and said: "Father, I should thank you for allowing me to learn Chinese since I was a child. Look, I am quite fluent in Chinese to this charming and lovely lady."
The Earl was sitting on the chair. He no longer had the tenderness he had when he faced Ning Tong as a child. Instead, his face was sharp and cold, no different from when he was young.
His sapphire-like eyes glanced at Master Mark coldly, his look was condescending and arrogant.
"What do you want to do when you come back?"
Master Mark spread his hands: "Look, what you said, father, is really sad!"
The earl did not answer, but looked at him coldly, as if to see what tricks he was going to play.
"Although I don't have the same bloodline as your father and son, and I don't have the devilish abilities you have, but I am also a member of the Edson family, and I am your son, right? Even if you don't want to admit it, it's useless if you don't like it...
After all, this is also my home, even the home where I have lived for more than twenty years. Oh, by the way, my handsome brother left the UK and the castle at a very young age and went to China?"
The earl looked at him coldly and slowly said: "Tell me the important point."
"Do you think I'm right?" Master Mark showed a smile to his men that looked fake at first glance, "My noble father only smiles when he faces this lovely and charming lady.
He doesn’t love us that much...hehe..."
Lord Count opened his thin lips, and a sharp light flashed in his cold and arrogant blue eyes: "Tell me the important point!"
"Haha, father, why do you think so bad of me? What else can I do to you?" He shrugged and spread his hands, "I just want to come back and live here, isn't that okay?"
The earl looked at him coldly.
He smiled and said: "It shouldn't be a problem for my son to return to his own home, dear father!"
The earl's face darkened, but he tightened his thin lips and did not say any objection.
For this heinous and perverted son, who even poisoned himself to take his own life, everyone could see that the Earl really hated him.
But what is the reason that makes him endure and remain silent again and again.