Doting on the Masked Wife

Han Qingyi's elegant eyes had already turned blood red, and Ruyu's face was about to be distorted. He stared at Murong Lie's hideous handsome face, his blood red eyes almost quenched his blood.

That was hatred to the extreme, like the venom of a red snake gushing out.

"Murong Lie, you deserve death!"

"Hmph, my sister is going to be a widow now that I'm dead. Do you have the heart to be a big brother?"

Murong Lie said sarcastically.

"Who says I'm her big brother?" Han Qingyi clenched his fists fiercely, with his fingertips embedded in his palms, dripping blood without realizing it, "Tong'er is my lover!"

As soon as he said it, Murong Lie's expression changed immediately!

Just like when Han Qingyi heard Murong Lie tell the truth just now, he couldn't bear it any longer, and couldn't pretend that kind of tone.

spouse?

This damned Han Qingyi, how dare he say that the little thing is his lover?

Murong Lie's eyes were also reddened by jealousy.

Maybe he already decided in his heart that the person Ning Tong'er liked was Han Qingyi, and he would not hesitate to run away from marriage for him, and he would not hesitate to lie to him, deceive himself, and play with himself.

Therefore, at this moment, it was as if his scars had been uncovered. Not only did he hate and hate Han Qingyi even more, but he also felt a sense of shame and anger.

"Love?" He really tasted the taste of jealousy, and his handsome face was almost distorted by jealousy, "But that's not what the little thing said."

He gritted his teeth and deliberately looked at Han Qingyi's ugly face: "You know? She said she loves me."

If Han Qingyi had an AK47 in his hand now, he would shoot Murong Lie's head off with one shot.

"Impossible!" he snapped, his eyes already red.

Murong Lie was much happier seeing his rival in love like this.

Who Ning Tong'er loves, only she knows.

Maybe, even she doesn't know it.

But, it doesn't matter, no matter who she loves, he only wants her.

This Han Qingyi, stand aside for me!

"Don't believe it?"

His beautiful eyes like black jewels looked at Han Qingyi's livid face full of malice and ridicule: "This morning, on the bed, she even kissed me and said such affectionate love words to me."

This sentence has the impact of an atomic bomb.

Han Qingyi's eyes darkened, and his fingertips directly pierced into the palm of his hand.

Blood dripped from the fingers onto the marble floor tiles, staining the ground at the entrance of the Murong Group building red.

And he didn't notice it at all, and he didn't feel any pain.

"Murong Lie, I will kill you!"

He roared sharply, and was about to pounce on him, really wanting to kill himself.

Murong Lie finally felt a tinge of pleasure.

Of course, he would not tell Han Qingyi about the setbacks and setbacks he had suffered from Ning Tong'er, but instead used lies to hit him.

It looks like it's working.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Murong Lie didn't care about the bad news that he had hired a group of special police to find the Murong Group. Instead, he showed a smiling face: "Since the little thing has been taken care of by you, I need your trouble, and she is so I respect you. So, brother-in-law, you must attend our wedding at that time."

He raised his strong eyebrows evilly, and said mockingly: "I will definitely send the wedding invitation to the Korean Pharmaceutical Group, on Young Master Han's desk, don't worry."

Han Qingyi couldn't take it anymore, he was about to rush up, Murong Lie had already told the driver to turn around, and the black bulletproof car drove away, leaving only a handsome and mocking sneer.

Han Qingyi only had time to see this sneer, and before he could catch up, Murong Lie's bodyguards stopped him.

"Murong Lie!" I swear I won't be human unless I kill you!

The red-eyed elegant and noble young man, his eyes burning with raging anger, is as frightening as a ghost.

** As night falls gradually, the flowers in the garden of the villa exude a faint fragrance in the night, which is refreshing.

The warm yellow lights shone in the garden, adding a bit of warmth.

Qi Ruosang was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, with his hands propped on the solid wood table, but he didn't feel any warmth at all, instead he looked restless.

I don't know why, but she always has a feeling of restlessness recently, and her eyelids are twitching one after another, which makes her flustered, and she always has a particularly ominous premonition, as if something is about to happen.

It stands to reason that she did not believe such a thing.But after years of wandering around the world, there are too many unexplainable things. She agrees with the phrase "I would rather believe what is there than believe what is not".

Standing up and walking outside the pavilion, she brushed away the long white gauze hanging from the roof of the pavilion, Xinghe raised her eyes to look at the light on the second floor through the thick velvet curtains.

There is Murong Lie's bedroom.

And what he was doing inside, he didn't even need to think about it.

Murong Lie was there again, torturing Ning Tong'er tirelessly.

Hey……

Qi Ruosang let out a long sigh.

Back on the wooden chair in the pavilion, she sighed twice again.

I remembered that Xiaocute was sitting with her in the pavilion chatting and laughing, Xiaocutie held her chin, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were full of surprise and admiration listening to her tell her "heroic deeds", and she has never been like that I was happy, my eyebrows were beaming.

The past is vivid, how long has it been?Things turned out to be like this.

Even her, the boss doesn't allow her to see Tong'er.

Thinking of Tong'er being tortured and cruelly treated by the boss in such a situation, Qi Ruosang didn't know how haggard she had become, and her heart tightened in a mess.

That innocent girl, that cute girl sitting in the pavilion with her chin in her hand and her big eyes open like many bright little stars, does she already feel that life is better than death?

At this moment, she really felt that the boss was unforgivable!

However, no one can understand the boss's difficulties better than her.

Ever since he was brought back to China by Uncle Lin, he has not woken up in a nightmare crying, even talking in his sleep: don't die, don't die, Mommy don't die...

She has known the boss for so many years, and she knows very well that the boss is the kind of person who will not fall in love with someone easily, but once he falls in love, he will be more persistent than anyone else.

Moreover, with his extreme personality, the deeper he loves, the deeper he sinks, the more persistent he becomes, unable to extricate himself.

To Ning Tonger, he is like this.

Hey……

Qi Ruosang could only sigh again.

Worry, worry, worry, worry, it will turn my sister's head white...

Qi Ruosang looked at the sky speechlessly, his heart was tangled up.

**Of course Qi Ruosang guessed right.

Murong Lie is of course torturing Ning Tong'er at this time.

However, he didn't know whether to feel funny or sad, but he, the tormentor, seemed even more angry and at a loss.

But the person who was tortured by him showed no reaction, as if he had put life and death outside of him.

I saw Ning Tong'er sitting on the head of the bed with her legs bent, and she looked completely uncooperative, ignored, didn't want to hear, didn't want to talk, just lowered her head, as if she didn't hear Murong Lie's words at all to go.

Her long black hair hangs down from her increasingly thin and slender shoulders, and hangs softly on the head of the bed and the white silk and satin sheets. The contrast between black and white makes her petite and tender face more and more white and transparent.

Her skin was originally very fair, these days, Murong had been tormented day and night by day and night, and she had been incessantly making love, plus she refused to eat, of course, her physique was getting worse and worse.

Her face now seemed to be getting paler and paler than snow, and her willpower was not bad if she didn't just faint.

Murong Lie was wearing a black shirt and trousers, no matter how simple the clothes were on his body, he looked like a top male model, looking extremely attractive.

However, at this moment, his eyes were full of anger, coupled with the scum of a blue beard that appeared at some point, he was really a handsome and mature man with anger.

He stood in front of the valuable antique dressing table, and his slender fingers tapped the table fiercely.

Beside him, on the dressing table was a white bone china plate, which contained rice and various dishes that Ning Tonger liked to eat.

However, the dishes had already cooled down completely, so they didn't take any action.

"Why are you still refusing to eat?" He asked angrily.

Ning Tong'er ignored him at all, and still lowered her head, her slender white and tender fingers touched the white satin sheet, like a child with autism, completely immersed in her own world Same.

When Murong Lie saw her like this, his jaw clenched.

He strode to the bed, stretched out his hand and grabbed Ning Tonger's slender wrist, and dragged her towards him, "Say, why are you still refusing to eat? Are you going to starve yourself to death? Hmm? "

Ning Tong'er raised her little head and glanced at him.

However, there was no emotion or emotion in those big clear eyes.

Just like a puppet that lost its soul.

She glanced at him blankly, then lowered her head again.

That fragile, innocent, and traumatized look shocked Murong Lie's whole body, and he couldn't help but let go of her hand, and raised her face instead: "Little thing?"

Ning Tonger glanced at him blankly again, then turned her head away, with a trace of hatred in her big clear eyes, she refused to look at him again.

Murong Lie suddenly breathed a sigh of relief - she still knew that she hated him and had emotions.

That's good, that's good.

At that moment just now, he was really afraid that she would completely lose her soul and become a doll without a soul.

His little thing, he wouldn't let her be like that.

He sat on the bed and tried to hold her shoulder, but she suddenly raised her hand and opened it hard.

However, Murong Lie didn't get hit by her at all, but Ning Tong'er was already weak, and this wave of her hand almost exhausted her strength.

Immediately, she jumped forward and almost fell on the bed sheet.