Chapter 222: If you dare to mess with my woman, I will kill you
Ning Tong'er raised her head in shock when she heard what the earl said in English. The doctor on the side quickly ran over and tried to pull the earl away: "Earl, please see clearly, she is the young master's girlfriend.
, you see clearly, you have recognized the wrong person."
Ning Tong'er was about to speak, but she only heard her body relax, and the strength that held her tightly disappeared.
With a "boom", the Earl who was caught off guard was violently thrown away, and his waist directly hit the desk. He bounced back a little before he stood still and did not fall down.
The doctor on the side quickly went up to support him: "My Lord Earl, are you okay?"
Ning Tong'er's heart was still beating wildly. Fortunately, the force that tightly restrained her finally left, as well as the strong smell of alcohol. It was replaced by a strong arm full of protectiveness, tightly holding her tightly.
He hugged her.
Murong Lie hugged the frightened Ning Tong'er tightly and patted her gently to comfort her. However, Murong Lie, who already hated his father who had caused trouble, was not so kind.
His handsome face was livid, and he glared at the count fiercely: "If you dare to mess with my woman, I will kill you."
When he found that Ning Tong'er was not in the bed or in his arms, he immediately got out of bed to look for her, and then heard a strange noise in the study.
When he heard Ning Tong'er's screams, he rushed in without even thinking and gave his father a hard blow.
Although half of his blood is flowing in his body, he doesn't want to admit it at all, and is even ashamed of it.
He hated Earl Edson.
Hating everything he brought to their mother and son, it was all his fault!
He doesn't forgive, he definitely won't forgive.
Unexpectedly, he dared to touch his own woman? Murong Lie had the intention to kill him. His fists were open and clenched, his knuckles were crackling, and he would step forward to take action at any time.
The Earl slowly stood up straight.
Father and son have not seen each other for more than 20 years, and the first meeting actually started with the son hitting me.
However, Murong Lie didn't regret it at all, and Count Edson didn't seem to take it to heart.
There was a special reason why all his attention was focused on a certain thing.
His noble and arrogant blue eyes did not even glance at the son whom he had not seen for more than twenty years, but looked closely at the slender figure who was hugged tightly by his son.
When Murong Lie saw his almost crazy look, he suddenly became furious.
He gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Damn it!"
Ning Tong'er hugged his arm hard because Murong Lie really wanted to go up and beat Count Murong Lie!
The doctor followed suit, held down the Earl with crazy eyes, and urged: "No, no, Earl, you see clearly, she is the young master's girlfriend, not the person you are waiting for."
These words made the furious Murong Lie stunned for a moment. He looked at the doctor suspiciously, and then looked at the earl with hatred and disgust. The earl's handsome face became more and more pale, and under the dim light in the study room
Bottom, it really looks like a vampire that didn't drink enough blood.
The earl's chest heaved violently, and his crazy eyes fell on Ning Tong'er's beautiful face, which was as pale as snow. Slowly, slowly, his eyes dimmed.
He finally saw it clearly.
This girl is not the one he wants to wait for.
His shoulders suddenly slumped.
He is so aloof, noble and arrogant.
Even though he was drunk and was severely beaten by his son in the chaos, he still maintained his noble status as an earl and his extraordinary arrogance.
But at this moment, he is not a count.
The doctor had never seen him so depressed.
It was like a man who... finally understood something, a man who had always been unwilling to admit or face facts, was so depressed that he couldn't help himself.
Turning his back, he said coldly and slowly in English: "You all get out."
Slowly pushing away the doctor who was supporting him, he said coldly: "Doctor, get out too."
So, Murong Lie, Ning Tong'er and the doctor were kicked out of the study by him.
** Murong Lie was still furious when he returned to the bedroom, and he began to pack his luggage.
Ning Tong'er pulled his clothes from behind and asked him in a low voice: "Murong Lie, what's wrong with you?"
Murong Lie said bitterly: "Am I still here?"
He turned back and hugged her tightly: "If I had arrived a little later, I don't know what would have happened!"
As he spoke, he gritted his teeth again: "If you dare to mess with my woman, even the King of Heaven will not let me go. Don't talk about this old man!"
The Earl is not an old man. Even if he is drunk, he is still like a famous sword unsheathed.
But Ning Tong'er wouldn't say it out loud. She just snuggled into Murong Lie's arms and comforted him softly: "Murong Lie, don't be angry."
After thinking about it, she sighed and said, "Actually, I was really scared just now, but suddenly, I felt that I could forgive your father."
She raised her little face and looked at him with her big clear eyes: "Do you know why?"
"That man is not my father. Let's take a plane back to China immediately!" Murong Lie was about to leave in three minutes and didn't want to stay here at all.
He bullied his mother, and she passed away without any remorse. He never even visited her, and the cemetery was in such a state of desolation.
Now you dare to touch Ning Tong'er.
That old man is simply looking for death!
Ning Tong'er tugged on his sleeve: "Murong Lie?"
Murong Lie was so angry that it was difficult to calm down, but when he saw Ning Tong'er's soft and pitiful look, he softened his anger slightly and calmed down his anger a little.
"Okay, you say."
"Don't you want to know what he said to me when he saw me for the first time?"
Murong Lie was furious, his handsome face was still livid: "Does he need any more reason for harassing you?"
Tong'er shook her head.
"Murong Lie, you guessed wrong."
She said slowly: "He said you came back and you forgive me."
Murong Lie put his arm around her shoulders, but his hand stopped there and became stiff.
**The night is deep, and Edson Castle is quiet. The splendid buildings stand silently in the night. Only the outline of a pale yellow moon in the distance rises from the dark blue night, exuding a silvery white color.
of bright brilliance.
Not far away, at the foot of the mountain where Edson Castle is located, there is a white sea lang that rolled up heavily. It made the sound of turbulent waves lapping on the shore, then quickly retreated, then surged up again, over and over again, never stopping.
.
In the study room of Edson Castle, the dim light emanated from the Baroque crystal lamp, and shone dimly on the tall figure behind the desk, casting his shadow on the wall, dragging it very long and very long.
long.
In the study, it's very quiet, very quiet.
The figure sitting behind the desk remained motionless.
In the distance, some bird returning home late at night made a chirp or two.
Finally, amidst the chirping of birds, the figure was startled.
He supported the desk with his hands and stood up.
The shadow of the tall figure casts a deeper and longer shadow on the wall.
He slowly walked to the bookcase, reached out to the innermost row of the cabinet, touched a certain protrusion with his hand, and then pressed it.
The secret door in the bookcase was opened, and a delicate mezzanine popped out. He took out a long scroll-like object from the mezzanine and slowly opened it.
As the scroll unfolded inch by inch, the appearance of the person in the painting was also revealed.
His slender hands held the scroll tightly, so hard that his fingers trembled slightly and his joints turned white and bulged.
The dim light shone on his handsome and profound face, and those eyes full of arrogance and nobility revealed only boundless loneliness.
He lowered his eyes, looked deeply at the person in the painting with his jewel-like blue eyes, and said slowly: "I saw a person today."
His thin lips were exactly like Murong Lie's, and as he opened and closed them, he was making a hoarse voice.
"She looks so much like you."
"If you had given birth to a daughter for me at that time, she would probably look like her when she grows up now."
However, after he said these words, he suddenly closed the scroll in his hand with a loud "snap" sound.
He closed his eyes, the veins on his forehead were bulging, and the veins on his hands were also bulging.
"I don't regret it, I never regret it, and I never will regret it."
He spoke harshly and through gritted teeth.
He suddenly opened his eyes, an almost ferocious look shot out from his sapphire-like eyes, and he tightly grasped the scroll in his hand.
"Hate me? I know you hate me."
He gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't you come to me if you hate me? Why don't you come to me after so many years?"
His fingers tightened.
Putting the scroll back into the mezzanine, he turned and looked out the window.
There was a strong wind outside the window, blowing the curtains and blowing his hair, making a whistling sound.
The count strode to the window, seized the curtain with all his strength, and tore it down.
"Is it you? Murong Yao'er, it's you, isn't it?"
His eyes were bloodshot, and he yelled out the window: "I know it's you, you hate me, you want me dead, right? Why don't you show up in front of me? Why?"
He shouted repeatedly, his voice was shrill and ferocious.
However, it was so quiet everywhere.
No one answered except his furious and ferocious voice.
Even the whistling wind gradually died down. Gradually, the curtains that he grabbed and tore into pieces became still because there was no wind.
Under the dim yellow light, it was clear that he was the only one standing alone, a tall figure, full of arrogance and coldness, but - he was the only one.
He slowly sat back in the chair behind the desk.
He held his forehead with his hand, and his voice was vague as if he could not recognize it.
"Why, you never come to me..."
He said in a low voice: "I've been waiting for you to come to me for a long time..."