Tong'er looked at him in disbelief. Murong Lie smiled lightly and said, "This time, if you want your brother Qingyi to save you, it won't be that easy."
Fidgeting with the ruby ring on his middle finger with one hand, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at her: "As for you, learn some skills in bed from now on. Maybe your life will be easier."
Tong'er stepped back step by step. It was like looking at a monster.
She doesn't know him.
Although she didn't know why he knew her name. He knew brother Qingyi.
She initially thought that he had arrested the wrong person and mistook her for someone else. But later she found out that he was here to seek revenge. His purpose was to rape and torture her.
She didn't know what heinous thing she had done. She wanted a demon-like monster to do this to her, and he didn't give her a chance to explain.
He cut off all her escape routes from the beginning, leaving her filled with nothing but hatred for him.
She was supposed to marry brother Qingyi today and become his wife.
Although she knew that she didn't love brother Qingyi and didn't have such emotional feelings for him, she really wanted to be a good wife. She also knew that there was no one who could treat her better than brother Qingyi.
But now all this has been ruined by a demon falling from the sky.
Murong Lie's pupils narrowed instantly.
No matter how much he tells himself: he hates her.
He could be indifferent to her crying, yelling, and struggling. But at this moment, her eyes still hurt him, like she was looking at a monster.
He was still influenced by her and maybe that influence never stopped.
He didn't care about her hateful eyes or the vicious glare she gave him. Compared to what he had endured, what he had done to her was still too light. Too light.
Tong'er glanced at him and then turned her eyes away. The gaze seemed to have neither love nor hatred, leaving only numbness and emptiness.
But seeing her lifeless eyes at this moment, his heart still stung as if being pricked by a needle.
Suddenly, his heart suddenly shrank and seemed to stop beating instantly. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead in an instant.
Tong'er retreated to the entrance hatch of the plane. As soon as the slender fingers holding on to the door were loosened, she was about to fall down.
Murong Lie suppressed the shouts that came out of his mouth. His clothes were thrown away. Tong'er, who thought he would fall down and die, saw a blur in his eyes. There was an extra hand on the waist. The whole person was pulled up. .
Then, she was thrown violently onto the seat. The force was so strong that she hit the back of the chair and fell so hard that she could hardly get up.
Murong Lie stood there. He didn't want to admit it, but his hands were indeed shaking.
My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest. Unconsciously, cold sweat had already flowed down my cheeks.
As soon as Tong'er got up from her seat, she was grabbed by the front of her clothes, and her whole body was pulled up in the air.
"You dare to seek death." Murong Lie pulled her hard. "How dare you seek death?"
Tong'er turned around and just smiled coldly at him.
Murong Lie raised his hand and was about to slap him down. Tong'er looked at him coldly. Her eyes were full of contempt. Murong Lie raised his hand, but in the end he didn't slap him down.
Even now, the two of them hate each other so much that they want to kill each other, but they still can't do it.
"Are you going against me?" He sneered. "Are you seeking death? Okay. I will make you regret the stupid things you have done."
Tong'er looked at him with contempt. Murong Lie laughed angrily: "Okay. You do have some backbone. I didn't know you had this side before. It makes people want to crush you to death."
Tong'er's skirt was caught in his hand. He lifted her up in the air. She also knew in her heart that someone who could hold an adult in the air with one hand was definitely not an ordinary person. Such strength would be considered a strong one. Men are also abnormal.
But it didn't matter to her anymore. So what if he wasn't an ordinary person. Even if the scary man in front of her was a demon, she wouldn't be surprised, let alone scared, because everything he did to her was no different from a demon.
Even more hateful.
Her chest was tightened, and she was almost out of breath. However, her contemptuous eyes still looked at him without fear, as if to say: If you have the ability, just kill me.
"You want to die, don't you?" Murong Lie suddenly laughed. It was a scary smile.
He touched her delicate cheek with one hand. There was no emotion at all. Only coldness.
"How could I give it up?" His words finally made her eyes of hatred and contempt change. He felt happy. "This perfect body is so suitable for me. I haven't had enough fun yet. How could I give up and kill you like this?" Do you think so?"
Tong'er's pupils shrank. She was finally scared.
Murong Lie laughed.
She is not afraid of death. But she is always afraid.
The pleasure of revenge surged up together with the desire for her. His fingers touching her cheeks slid down slowly and frivolously. Then his whole palm wrapped around the soft part of her chest. Then... he ejaculated vigorously. With.
Tong'er gasped in surprise, then bit her lip, refusing to make a sound.
She turned away. However, the humiliation and hatred in her eyes said everything.
There was fire burning in Murong Lie's eyes. It was lust and anger.
An even bigger hair fell on her body. His evil fingertips clamped her towering top. Then he maliciously...
Tong'er suddenly screamed in pain.
"Finally a reaction." Murong Lie's evil voice said mockingly.
"You bastard." Tong'er cursed in a broken voice. However, before her voice landed, she felt as if she was flying up. But it was Murong Lie who threw her on the seat.
Her head hit the seat. Suddenly, she could not get up because of stars in her eyes. Then she heard Murong Lie's cold voice: "Don't look back."
It was said to the pilot of the plane.
The driver answered respectfully without turning his head: "Yes, Count."
count.
What count.
What kind of count is this crazy and demonic man?
Tong'er didn't have time to think too much. She struggled and wanted to get up from her seat, because all fools knew what the sentence "no turning back" meant to the driver.
After being tortured by him in that room for a day and a night, every nerve in Tong'er's body was tense. Her face was astonishingly white, and her stubborn eyes showed fear.
However, before she could get up from her seat, she was pinned down by a leg.
Murong Lie pressed on her body. He lowered his head and looked at her with a half-smile: "I still want to escape."
Tong'er shook her head in fear: "Let me go. Let me go."
She suddenly went crazy. She raised her hands desperately to beat and tear him. She also kicked her legs desperately, trying to kick him away. But everything was in vain.
Murong Lie grabbed her hand with one hand, raised it above his head, and tore off her clothes with the other hand.
**
Han family villa.
In the study room.
The documents and papers scattered on the mahogany floor were blown by the wind, like white butterflies flapping their wings, flying everywhere in the study.
Han Qingyi sat behind the desk, motionless.
At his feet, an ebony guqin was overturned on the floor.
It was once the owner's favorite thing. However, Han Qingyi didn't even look at it at this time. Everyone knew that the Han family had suffered a great change.
The black velvet curtains in this study had always been drawn tightly, not letting in any wind or sunlight. But now the curtains were opened, and the green smoke from the antique incense burner rose up with an elegant and delicious aroma. Then it was blown away by the wind.
The sun shone on the desk and Han Qingyi's figure. He remained motionless. His expression could not be seen clearly in the mottled light and shadow.
Lan Ning walked in from the door. Just as a gust of wind blew over, a piece of white paper blew into his face.
He reached out and took down the paper. He walked over gently like a cat. His footsteps were silent.
"Master Qingyi."
Han Qingyi didn't move or respond to him.
"The stock has plummeted. There is no way to recover it. Someone is buying like crazy."
Han Qingyi still didn't answer him.
"There are three factory buildings on fire."
Han Qingyi still didn't answer him.
"Our Han's Private Hospital is under control. I think our basement will be found soon."
Han Qingyi still didn't speak.
Lan Ning's eyelashes blinked. His hand gently placed the paper in his hand on the desk.
"Your father has arrived in the United States. Master Qingyi. He has urged you many times. But you don't answer his calls..."
Han Qingyi raised his head.
Such a delicate and elegant face. The bloodthirsty cruelty has faded away. The eyebrows are long and eyelashes are long. It is gentle and beautiful. It even has a kind of youthful innocence.
Suddenly, people forgot that he was actually only in his twenties this year.
"Master Qingyi." Lan Ning whispered as if he was afraid of disturbing him. "Let's leave quickly. Your father's people have been waiting there for a long time."
Han Qingyi didn't speak. He just looked at him quietly.
"Don't worry. We will definitely make a comeback." Lan Ning said softly. "It doesn't matter even if we can never come back again. We will live very well in the United States."
Han Qingyi still didn't speak.
"The boss behind us has not given up on us. At best, we just moved the base of the experiment to the United States. It's no big deal."
Lan Ning looked at him. Like a docile kitten, he slowly knelt down and held his legs.
He looked up at him: "Master Qingyi, it's nothing. It's not a big deal if we give up."
"Let's go." he said.
Han Qingyi's eyes were looking straight ahead. Very calm. Very calm.
It was as calm as if nothing happened.
"Master Qingyi."
Han Qingyi finally spoke slowly. His lips, which were as pale as pink jade, were already chapped and bleeding. He had not drank any water and had not eaten a grain of rice.
He just looked ahead and said something quietly.
"Today was supposed to be the day that Tong'er and I got married."
Lan Ning was suddenly startled. He stood up from his knees and looked at him. An incomprehensible expression appeared on his innocent face.
Young Master Qingyi. Until now, I still only miss her.
What he was thinking about in his heart was still only her.