Doting on the Masked Wife

And she is like this now, with blood on her chest constantly in front of her, her breath is weak... no matter how strong a person is, no matter how old sister Yu is, she can't stand it.

Tonger, don't die!

All of a sudden, her whole body was trembling, and her mind was full of "rumbling", only this thought kept flashing in her mind.

Ning Tong'er raised her blood-stained hand with difficulty, and slowly pulled out a chain from the collar on her chest.

She looked at Qi Ruosang with her big clear eyes: "Sister Ruosang...this...return...return...Muronglie..."

She thought that perhaps people were right when they said that "a man speaks well even when he is about to die".

Because at this moment, she suddenly felt that her hatred for Murong Lie was not so strong and deep.

Instead, what came to my mind were all the sweet and happy moments when I was with him.

Murong Lie said that she lied to him.

No, it is not.

She didn't lie to him.

Her heart for him is true...

She loves him, and it's true...

The more it got to this time, the more she understood her heart - she hated him and didn't forgive him, but she really loved him.

Perhaps, she had fallen in love with him from the first time she saw him.

When Qi Ruosang saw Ning Tonger take out the chain, he immediately felt that the blood in his whole body was about to flow backwards.

Ning Tonger asked her to hand over the chain and return it to the boss?

what does that mean?

Last words?

Last wish?

Do not!

Qi Ruosang's fingers were trembling, she firmly grasped Ning Tong'er's slender fingers, wrapped the chain around her, and wouldn't let her loosen it, and wouldn't let her give it to herself.

"That is the token of love that the boss gave you. If you want to pay it back yourself... no, you can't pay it back..." Qi Ruosang has never been crying in such a state of embarrassment and image. Any strong image is gone.

Fortunately, although her subordinates all have stern faces, they are not stupid at all, and like her, they are especially good at watching the situation.

Seeing Qi Ruosang crying so embarrassingly and miserably, they all turned their eyes away, as if they hadn't seen anything - so that Qi Ruosang would become angry in the future and find an opportunity to deal with their "poor" subordinates!

Ning Tong'er's hand was tightly held by her, and the precious necklace that Murong Lie gave her as a relic of Murong Yu'er was wrapped in her hand, unable to move.

She pulled out a pale smile to Qi Ruosang.

On the beautiful and immature face, this pale smile is both helpless and grateful.

Then, she closed her eyes.

Qi Ruosang froze for a moment, and suddenly burst into tears.

Damn, why did Miss Yu cry when she cried?

Too imageless, too aesthetically pleasing!

Moreover, she was still crying and crying, "Tong'er, don't die! If you die, who will be my sister-in-law? If you die, the boss will not forgive me!"

It's miserable to cry.

That was earth-shattering.

There is no image to speak of.

I couldn't help but secretly rolled my eyes, these subordinates felt that they really couldn't bear it!

Subordinate A feels that even if Qi Ruo Sangqiu will settle accounts in the future, and be punished by her in various ways, he will admit it and forget it, and solve the immediate problem first——Qi Ruo Sang cried like a demon, your sister!

He whispered, "Miss Ruosang, please stop crying."

Qi Ruosang ignored him, and still cried loudly, crying so miserably.

The most important thing is - it's so ugly! ! !

How could she not cry!

Whoa whoa whoa whoa...

Her little sister-in-law...

Her little cutie...

Boss will never forgive her...

Don't die, don't die, Tonger...

All the subordinates turned their backs on her, digging their ears with their fingers, with painful expressions on their faces.

Unbearable!

"According to my subordinates, Miss Tong'er is not dead, but fainted."

This subordinate also had a painful expression on his face, and finally dared to say it again.

"Tong'er, don't die... eh?"

Qi Ruosang wailed loudly, and the terrifying sound of magic sounds entering her head suddenly stopped, and she looked back at her armour.

The lower armor bit the bullet and nodded.

Only then did Qi Ruosang remember to put his finger under Ning Tong'er's nose to test her breath, then let out a long breath, and then roared.

"Hurry up and rescue my sister-in-law! Why are you still standing there!"

The subordinates were yelled at by her, and they all felt extremely wronged: It's not that we didn't treat the president's beloved wife, it's your old man who has been crying wildly and stopping us!

But do they dare to say that?

dare! - That's weird!

hum.

**The back of the envoy in black clothes disappeared. This time he didn't climb over the wall when he came, but walked through the back door of the Korean-style villa.

After he left, Lan Ning looked at Han Qingyi and whispered, "Young Master Han, what do you think of what he just told you?"

Han Qingyi smiled coldly, Xiuya's face was cold and expressionless.

"Lan Ning, what do you think?"

"Lan Ning dare not presumptuously guess Han Shao's mind."

Lan Ning said respectfully.

Han Qingyi coldly raised his slender and beautiful fingers, brushed the strings of the guqin with his fingertips, the broken strings and the dried blood on the tip of his index finger, for some reason, there always seemed to be an ominous premonition there .

Although, this scene is as beautiful as a painting.

Han Qingyi didn't speak. Lan Ning was about to say something when his phone rang suddenly.

He turned around and answered the phone, "Oh? Good, good."

Putting down the phone, he said to Han Qingyi: "Young Master Han, there is good news, it may make you happy."

Han Qingyi's clear and cold eyes immediately warmed up, and a smile with a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Have you received Tonger?"

he asked with a smile.

Lan Ning shook his head: "No, there is no news there yet. However, the killers you sent out to hunt down the prey that escaped from the laboratory reported the news. They have successfully killed the prey, and they will be with the prey. Maybe they knew about it. One of the people was also silenced."

When Han Qingyi heard this, his mood suddenly faded.

The clear eye waves immediately became as cold as snow, without a trace of warmth.

"A group of trash, it takes so long and so much effort to catch a person who is about to die."

He said coldly, "I still have the face to show off."

If the person in front of him was the director of the laboratory, the deputy director of the research institute, or the director of the hospital...they would definitely be terrified when they saw Han Qingyi who was filled with bloodthirsty and murderous aura. Sweat profusely.

However, Lan Ning was not frightened by his murderous intent and cruelty.

On the contrary, he is so in awe, admiration, and obsessed with Han Qingyi like this - what an excellent, powerful, and amazing Young Master Han!

He is God!

Han Qingyi didn't think too much, just asked casually: "Does that person who deserved to die a long time ago still have relatives? Who is it?"

He was just asking casually.

If, at this time, he knew that the one who was silenced together was his most beloved Tonger, he would definitely not have such a cold attitude now.

Lan Ning thought for a while and said, "I don't know, it should be an insignificant person. They reported that it was a girl."

Because those killers had captured Zhang Ming's sister before and forced Zhang Ming to hand over the negatives of the photos, so Han Qingyi didn't think too much about it, thinking that it might be another relative of Zhang Ming.

Who would think of Ning Tong'er's head?

Ning Tong'er and Zhang Ming are people from two different worlds.

It's a person who can't beat this at all.

No one would have thought that the person who was with Zhang Ming was Ning Tong'er.

Han Qingyi nodded coldly, his elegant jaw was flawless.

He had nothing more to say.

For this matter, he can only be regarded as letting go of a heart disease, and he is not very happy at all.

Compared to Ning Tonger, nothing is a big deal...

Ning Tonger.

His pupils...

Lan Ning could see that Han Qingyi was absent-minded.

That's right, compared to Ning Tong'er, what could occupy Young Master Han's mind more?

Before he returned from the United States, Young Master Han had lost Miss Tong'er's whereabouts for a long time.He has never been able to bear Miss Tong'er leaving his sight for a moment, and Young Master Han has endured it for such a long time.

Now, there is nothing more important than looking forward to seeing Tonger return.

He didn't dare to say anything more to disturb Han Qingyi.

In the huge study room, it was suddenly quiet.

The antique mahogany furniture exudes a faint natural fragrance, luxurious and classic.

Han Qingyi in a white suit was sitting behind the mahogany desk, and he was as beautiful as a person in an ancient painting: flying eyebrows, clear eyes, straight nose, lips as light as jade, noble and elegant. temperament.

Suddenly, Lan Ning's phone rang again.

This time, he thought: It should be the good news that Young Master Han was waiting for.

However, he was wrong.

After he answered the call, he was also a little stunned.

Seeing his shocked expression, Han Qingyi couldn't help frowning Xiuya's eyebrows—Lan Ning was cultivated by him. Although he looks like a gentle and harmless lady with a comfortable temperament, in fact, he is better than anyone else in his heart. They are all firm, more decisive than anyone else, and more vicious than anyone else.

Not only did he study various state-of-the-art technologies in the United States and obtain a master's degree in medicine, but he also studied for a long time in the base camp where special forces were trained.

The people who came out from there were all hard-hearted and calm.

Now, he actually has a shocked expression?

"What's the matter?" Han Qingyi couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Lan Ning opened her pale red lips, but there was a bewildered expression on her gentle and lovely face, which was unbelievable to him.

You know, he injected air into the blood vessels of his biological parents without the slightest hesitation or softness.

"Young Master Han..." He didn't know what to say.

"What's the matter?" Han Qingyi frowned, he stood up immediately, his slender body burst out with terrible pressure, and his voice suddenly became severe, "Did something happen to Tong'er?"