Doting on the Masked Wife

Master Mark finally put down the hand on Han Qingyi's arm, but raised it to touch his cheek.

He turned his face sideways and touched the blood on his hand.

He looked down at the bright red blood on his finger, instead of being angry, he laughed instead.

"Young Master Han really has a personality."

Han Qingyi glanced at him coldly, just smiled and said nothing, but Lan Ning sneered, and laughed very loudly.He said, "Young Master Han, your hands are dirty, let me wipe them with a towel."

Master Mark laughed, and he didn't know if he was angry with Lan Ning's obviously targeted and disgusting words - but after all, whether he was angry or not, it was so scary.

"Well, I look forward to our reunion, I think it will be very soon..." He laughed, "Because I believe our plan will go smoothly this time, thanks to your ability to do it."

Han Qingyi just looked at him coldly.

"Well, I'll take my leave first. Anyway, we'll see you soon." Master Mark couldn't get any benefits if he stayed any longer. Lan Ning stared at him so hard that two holes almost burned out!

As soon as Master Mark and his confidants left, Han Qingyi didn't move, but just looked at the zither on his knee coldly.

Lan Ning walked over and was about to speak, but Han Qingyi said indifferently: "Lan Ning, don't be alone with Mark in the future."

Lan Ning was not convinced: "Why? Am I still afraid that he will fail?"

It is only necessary for this bold guy who dares to harass Young Master Han to learn a lesson!

I really wanted to break his hand just now!

Han Qingyi said indifferently: "He thought he knew everything about us, so didn't I investigate him? Maybe I cooperated with him because I didn't know anything about him..."

He continued to say lightly: "Based on what I know about him, I'm afraid he has already remembered you."

Lan Ning was still unconvinced, and was about to argue, when Han Qingyi said, "No matter how powerful you are, I'm afraid you won't be able to fight against him. Remember, don't be alone with him."

Then, he added lightly: "Yesterday, the most famous g lost a top card, and his body was found in the trash can this morning."

Lan Ning was not afraid, but frowned: "Young Master Han, what do you mean?"

Han Qingyi didn't answer his question, but just said: "Just remember what I said."

Even if Lan Ning was vicious in his methods, he was still just a childish child, while Master Mark was not human at all, so he couldn't use common sense to guess.

Lan Ning was still very dissatisfied with that young master Mark. He thought to himself that it was not certain who was afraid of who, but he just didn't dare to argue with Han Qingyi. He just listened to what Young Master Han said.

He just nodded in agreement, but Han Qingyi said calmly: "There is one more thing."

Lan Ning looked at him, but saw Han Qingyi flicking his sleeves, pushing away the beloved guzheng that had just been touched by Master Mark, and fell on the carpet.

"Throw it away for me."

he said coldly.

Now, Lan Ning was very happy, and quickly agreed.

only……

He glanced at the guzheng regretfully: Young Master Han likes it!

It's all that damned Master Mark.

** A group of people came out of London Airport.Because of their outstanding appearance, they have already attracted the attention of many people.

In this group of people, besides the tall and handsome Murong Lie in black clothes, the slender Ning Tong'er in a white gown, there is also the hot and energetic Yujie Qi Ruosang, and her enemy Song Ruqiao.

And Ananda, who continued to serve as a bodyguard with prosthetic limbs.

Of course, there were two people who were not liked by Murong Lie, but they were still indescribably happier than everyone present—the headmaster of Castle Edson and his entourage, the handsome and beautiful boy Noah.

These two people felt that they had completed half of the task, and they were extremely happy that they had lived up to their status as special envoys sent by the Earl.

Especially the manager, Ning Tong'er looked at him in tears, and handed him a clean handkerchief.

The group walked out of the airport, directly boarded the extended car that the manager had notified the people in the castle in advance, and drove straight to the castle.

Along the way, Murong Lie not only ignored the excited expression on the manager's face, but also refused to accept Gu Bao's coming and saluting each "young master" visitor.

His complexion was very ugly, to put it seriously, it was ugly.

A handsome face became the bottom of the pot, black and black.

If it wasn't for Ning Tong'er, he would never have set foot on this journey again!

And the closer he got to Edson Castle, the blue coastline he could see along the way, the more ugly Murong Lie's face became.

It's not that he wants to think about it, but those unbearable memories are like langoustine on the coastline, constantly surging up, he can't help but think about it!

Murong Lie tightly pursed his thin lips, and his dark eyes were full of worries.

At this moment, he felt his hand being held.

He turned his head and saw that Ning Tong'er, who was sitting beside him, stretched out his little hand and held his big hand tightly.

She raised her small face and gave herself a quiet and comforting smile.

Suddenly, Murong Lie's Adam's apple rolled, he held her hand tightly, and then pulled her over violently, tightly wrapped her arms around her slender shoulders, and hugged her in his arms.

This small and slender body seems to have many, many energies, passing all the care and encouragement to himself.

It's ridiculous, a big man who is arrogant and conceited, but always draws warmth and strength from such a slender little girl who can be crushed with one hand, but who can't win a grip.

Ning Tonger, his pupil.

his little things.

his woman.

She had no idea how lucky it was for him to meet her.

He just wanted to be with her like this for the rest of his life, and hold her in his hands for the rest of his life.

Never ever ever separate.

If Murong Lie never believed in God, he never felt that he should be grateful for anything.Well he is grateful now.

Being able to meet her was enough for him to be grateful!

When approaching Edson Castle, Murong Lie raised his dark eyes, glanced coldly at the towering castle spire, but said coldly: "Stop, turn around."

The manager hurriedly asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Murong Lie's face was still dark, if it wasn't for his hand holding Ning Tong'er's soft and slender hand, he might not even bother to talk to the manager.

"Go to another place first."

he said coldly.

The manager was stunned for a moment.

**It turned out that the place Murong Lie had to go first was Murong Yuer's cemetery.

When the manager heard this, it should be expected and reasonable, but for some reason, his expression suddenly became very hesitant.

"Master, why don't we go back to the castle first..."

That would give him an excuse to clean up the cemetery first.

Oh, damn it, why hadn't he thought of this beforehand?

He dared to say that the young master would be angry when he saw the weeds growing so high in his mother's cemetery, and he would even lose his temper. Maybe he didn't even return to Edson Castle, and turned back to China directly.

Then all his hard work and Miss Tonger's help were in vain.

He wanted to delay the time first, while hastening to send someone to clean up Murong Yu'er's cemetery.

However, the more he hesitated and hawed like this, obviously delaying time, the more angry Murong Lie's eyes were, immediately: "Now, immediately, immediately!"

As soon as Murong Lie lost his temper, the manager who was afraid that the young master would change his mind and leave would be shocked by fright, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.

God bless, bless the young master not to be angry when he sees that scene!

But, is it possible?

Obviously, it is impossible.

Because, when the group of them came to Murong Yu'er's cemetery, not to mention Murong Lie's livid face, his whole body was tense, his fists clenched tightly, and his whole body exuded surging anger.

Even Song Ruqiao and Qi Ruosang frowned.

Ning Tong'er frowned, and hugged the bouquet of white chrysanthemums she bought at the flower shop when they stopped halfway, she was speechless immediately.

I really don't know what to say.

The cemetery in front of me is so deserted. It has been more than ten or twenty years. Has no one ever visited it, cleaned it, or visited it?

The weeds are almost as tall as a man!

Ning Tong'er was very speechless, she frowned, pursed her mouth tightly, and glanced angrily at the manager who was stubborn and embarrassed.

Now she very much suspects that the manager was playing tricks to cheat her sympathy, deliberately making her believe that the Earl really loves Murong Yu'er, but he will not express such ridiculous words.

In fact, the Earl may have long forgotten that there was once a girl named Murong Yu'er who was snatched by him in the world, took away her innocence, ruined her life, and then died like this in his old Edison... Fort?

This scene in front of me is ironclad proof!Could this be called true love?If letting the cemetery of the woman I like be abandoned like this is true love...Damn it!

Ning Tonger cursed angrily.

She must have been tricked by the old fox, the manager!

Outrageous.

She cursed in a low voice, and suddenly thought that this was in the cemetery of Murong Yuer, who died early. Murong Yuer not only had a rough life, but also was the mother of her boyfriend, how could she curse in her cemetery?

Even swearing at her because of her injustice is not good.

So, she gave a low cough and glared at the manager several times.

The manager couldn't lift his head.

He has a lot of words in his heart, and there are many reasons he wants to explain to them.

However, the fool also knows that all this directly makes people not have a good impression of the people in their Castle Edson, and it is useless to explain.

Explanation is also cover-up, sophistry!

So, he could only bow his head in embarrassment and humility, and he only hoped that the young master could appease his anger a little.

But is it possible?

Murong Lie walked over, reached out and brushed away the weeds beside his mother's tombstone, because the weeds grew so long that they even covered the tombstone.