Doting on the Masked Wife

It can be said that he has worked hard for the Edson family and Earl Edson, but Earl Edson is still getting sicker and sicker. If possible, he would rather exchange his life for the life of the Earl. .

As soon as he walked into the gate of Edson Castle, he saw his attendant: the extremely handsome young man ran out of the gate from Noah's attendant, running very fast.

The manager stopped and frowned: "Noah, what's the matter with you."

However, before he finished speaking, his face changed.

Because he saw that Noah was crying and ran out, and he almost couldn't hold back his momentum, so he bumped into the manager's body. [

The manager reached out to support Noah, his voice trembling slightly: "Why are you crying?"

He clearly had the most ominous premonition in his heart, but until the last moment, he was not willing to face it at all.

"Boss..." Noah is still just a child, and he can't bear such an important matter at all. He is sad and nervous. ..."

He raised his head and wiped his tears, but he couldn't stop sobbing. The eyes of this 16-year-old boy were already swollen from crying.

"Lord Count, he..."

The manager's face finally turned pale, and he even forgot that the gentleman who had gone through so much trouble to come back was still standing at the door and no one was watching him. Letting Noah go, he ran to the castle as if he was dying. In his life, He cares most about the reputation of the Edson family. The servants and valets of Edson Castle were also trained by him and his wife. run.

It's also the last time, probably.

Noah was still wiping his tears and sobbing, hiccupping uncontrollably.

And the young man in a beige crisp coat stood at the gate of the castle, with a tall and straight figure. He slowly took his hand out of his pocket, looked at the gate of the castle thoughtfully, then raised his head, Looking at the extremely awe-inspiring sign of the castle, he sighed slightly.

The Earl is afraid that there is no way to recover, let alone him, it is useless for anyone to come.

**

At this moment, in Master Mark's villa.

Speaking of which, Master Mark should have left China a long time ago, but he is still in China until now. Of course, everyone knows why he is.

He didn't live in the Han family's villa, let alone attracting attention, Lan Ning would definitely poison their food first, I guess.

He bought a villa not too far away from Han's villa. If he took a telescope, he could still see that handsome man sitting under a lychee tree reading a book.

For example, right now, Master Mark is holding a pair of large flower scissors, standing in front of the flowerbed, and trimming the flower branches with a very contented expression.

He likes flowers, knows flowers very well, and likes to grow flowers by himself, no one will believe this.

But the so-called, he doesn't need people to understand him.

He cut off a bunch of lilies in his hand, and cut off the extra leaves on the branches with a click. Holding the white lilies, he took a deep breath of the elegant fragrance, and his handsome but mean face rarely showed A smile that reached the bottom of the eyes came. [

"Young master..." The confidants who came hurriedly in a black hunting suit had an indescribably flustered expression on their faces, as if they were relieved but also unable to speak.

Master Mark's blue eyes raised, and he was about to smile: "What are you doing?"

As if he remembered something, he said "Oh" again: "The one I asked you to dispose of last night was discovered."

Although he was trying his best to please Han Qingyi, he was not idle at all, and called several mbs in a row.

The one who was disabled by him last night will end up just like the previous ones. Anyway, no one will care about their shady identities. At most, they will be considered as one of the missing persons if they disappear.

This confidant shook his head: "No, young master."

He hesitated for a while, and looked at Master Mark with some timidity and lowered his head. Such a sturdy and refined person, even a little bit timid.

"What the hell is going on?"

Master Mark's face was a bit ugly, and he pinched the lily branch in his palm with his fingers, almost breaking the flower.

The confidant lowered his head and said in a low voice: "There is news from England."

Master Mark originally turned around with a half smile and continued to trim the flower branches, but after a second, he seemed to realize something.

Turning around suddenly, he narrowed his eyes and glared fiercely at his confidants.

The confidants didn't dare to look at him, lowered their heads, and said something in a low voice.

"Pa-ta", the big black flower scissors fell from the hands of Master Mark and fell into the green grass, along with a large handful of white lilies in his hands.

Master Mark looked at his confidants with expressions on his face, and took a step back, but he stepped on the lily.

Swish, a big shoe print was left behind.

Master Mark took two steps back until he met the neat flowers in the garden behind him.

He turned around sharply and looked at the flowers.

Today's sunshine is particularly bright, shining on these beautiful and fragrant flowers, some people can't keep their eyes open.

**

The night gradually darkened, and one or two birds with long black and white tails flew over outside. The afterglow of the setting sun passed through the clouds and left a golden shadow on the stage, with a regretful beauty.

Han Qingyi was sitting in the study, talking on the phone. [

His expression was very happy, the corners of his mouth even curled up into a gentle smile, with such an expression, one could tell without thinking that he was talking on the phone with Ning Tong'er.

"Okay, then it's settled, I'll pick you up on Sunday, um, um..." He smiled slightly: "I will definitely give Tonger a surprise... um, okay..."

Suddenly, Lan Ning's angry voice came from outside the door: "Crazy, what do you want to do?"

Then there was the sound of fighting, and there was a "bang", and a person almost stumbled into the study from outside the door.

The door slammed open and turned back, and the person who bumped in fell face down on the mahogany floor.

The conversation between Han Qingyi and Ning Tonger was interrupted. He glanced at the chaotic situation very angrily, then covered the microphone with his hand, and said to Ning Tonger very gently: "It's okay, we'll talk about it tomorrow, um, okay."

He bid farewell to Ning Tong'er very gently, and his clear eyes were even gentler, but as soon as he put down the phone, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

Standing up coldly, he opened the chair with one hand, looked coldly at the person who fell on the ground, Lan Ning who ran into the study with an angry face, and Master Mark's subordinates, and asked in a cold voice: "What's going on?" .”

The man who fell on the mahogany floor laughed hahaha, raised his head, and saw a handsome but chilling face, with a scar on half of his face, left by Han Qingyi.

Of course this person is Master Mark, but he has always been high above others, and others seem to be lowly and lowly pariahs in front of him. Unexpectedly, he would fall into the study in such a way to say hello to Han Qingyi.

Han Qingyi was so well-informed, he couldn't help but startled for a moment, then frowned slightly and looked at Master Mark's confidant, a sturdy and capable young man in a black hunting suit, who was a little embarrassed, and ran over to help Master Mark , but was kicked away by Master Mark.

"Master, he's drunk." Master Mark's confidant touched his nose in embarrassment and said, and then his voice became lower: "And he didn't take medicine today..."

Lan Ning immediately scolded: "X, so, the neuropathy needs to be cured, so don't come out to find trouble."

Of course, Master Mark's subordinates also knew that they were stepping on Han Qingyi's territory, but Lan Ning's cursing made him change color.

But Master Mark laughed hahaha, and then waved his hand: "That's enough, you all get out."

He got up from the ground, but stumbled towards Han Qingyi: "Heh, let them go, I don't want to see them..."

Han Qingyi frowned, and there was an unfathomable expression on Xiuya's face. Lan Ning saw that Master Mark was naturally a hundred dislikes. He was afraid that Master Mark would harass their young master Han, so he immediately ran over to block him. Standing in front of Han Qingyi, he said angrily, "Go away, what do you want?"

Master Mark's face was flushed and he smelled of alcohol, but his eyes were terribly dark, as if all the terrible things had been aroused. He sneered, and grabbed Lan Ning's collar at once. A slap in the face.

Others are afraid of Master Mark, but he is not.

Master Mark's face was flushed. He obviously drank a lot of wine. However, he didn't know if he had taken some wrong medicine or was stimulated by something. He was so different from before. His strength was astonishing. The hand holding Lan Ning was like iron pliers. of.

Although Lan Ning is vicious, compared with Master Mark, he is really a child. In fact, ignoring his thoughts, he is really just a child.

Master Mark slapped Lan Ning away with a backhand slap, like slapping a mosquito.

Lan Ning fell to the ground, her knee hurt.

However, it wasn't just a matter of bumping into pain. Ever since he followed Han Qingyi, he had never been angry or bullied. Now this is simply a shame and a great humiliation for him.

Immediately, both of his eyes became red, like an angry little beast, his black eyeballs were full of viciousness, his snow-white teeth were biting like that, and he was about to make a move.

Han Qingyi watched as Master Mark approached, glanced at Lan Ning on the ground, and frowned slightly.

"Lan Ning, you go out first."

Lan Ning got up from the ground, not only his eyes were red, but he was also panting, really like a little beast that fell into a trap.

"Young Master Han..." His eyes were red, and he looked at Master Mark relentlessly, as if he was going to pounce on Master Mark at any time and bite him at any time.