In a seemingly ordinary villa, an elegant man wearing a white coat and a mask hurriedly walked out of a hidden elevator. He took off his mask as he walked, and was greeted by a young boy in blue casual clothes who had been waiting there.
Go up.
"Master Han, how is the progress?"
Han Qingyi didn't look at Lan Ning, but put his hands into the pockets of his white coat and said softly: "It's almost done."
Lan Ning murmured, and a look of disdain appeared on the round and lovely face: "I don't know what the old men at the top are thinking, what kind of medicine is not good, they actually want some aging medicine, and I don't know what they want these things for."
use."
Han Qingyi said coldly: "I don't care about those. As long as they continue to provide a steady stream of funds and protection, I will find a way to make whatever medicine they want."
Lan Ning nodded and said, "Yes."
"It was thanks to Murong Lie's special physique that our new drug was successfully developed, and I have to thank him even more!" Han Qingyi sneered.
"Master, you are talking about that bastard Murong Lie. He has not relaxed for a day in hunting us. Although we are in the United States, their people have already found their way here, especially the commander of the damn special forces. Who is his name?"
Ariel's, he has been training special forces in Africa all year round, and he actually helped Murong Lie to track our whereabouts. It's so full that he has nothing to do." Lan Ning has always spoken very childishly. Of course, he is also a child.
, "If these people fall into my hands one day, hum!"
Han Qingyi said coldly: "He is Murong Lie's best friend, and it is normal to help him do things. As you said, if they fall into our hands, they will suffer the same fate, so there is the same result between us and them.
Either you die or I die."
Lan Ning snorted angrily: "So what if we have the support of these people? The big boss behind us is not a small character who can just let them touch the hems of his pants. Humph."
After scolding angrily, he raised his head and looked at Han Qingyi's eyes looking into the distance, and said in confusion: "Master, what are you thinking about? I will try my best to follow up on the new medicine, so you don't have to worry."
Han Qingyi's elegant eyes looked into the distance like clear spring water, and she did not look back for a long time.
He didn't speak until a long time passed.
And his number one loyal fan: Lan Ning has been standing loyally behind him, looking at him silently and admiringly, without saying a word.
Suddenly, Han Qingyi smiled faintly, causing his shoulders to shake slightly.
Lan Ning looked at him with some confusion, but Han Qingyi said calmly: "The development of new drugs, Murong Lie's pursuit... What are these worth bothering me about?"
Lan Ning was even more puzzled, and then heard Han Qingyi's voice slowly grow low.
"I just...miss someone, just miss someone..."
Lan Ning was stunned and didn't know what to think. He opened his mouth slightly, not knowing what to say yet. Whether he was disgusted, jealous or annoyed by Ning Tong'er, he suddenly looked up and saw the villa's doorman hugging Ning Tong'er.
A bouquet of white lilies came over.
Lan Ning's attention was immediately diverted, and his dislike for Ning Tong'er and his feeling of worthlessness towards Master Han suddenly turned into annoyance.
It’s really annoying!
Before the doorman came over, he rushed over and snatched the bouquet of lilies from the hand of the bearded American doorman, and then said angrily: "It doesn't mean that we, Mr. Han, are not allowed to get this kind of flowers anymore."
Are you in front of me?!"
The doorman is new here, although I don’t know why people always send flowers to the owner of this villa, Master Han - although he is indeed prettier than most girls! But the flowers they bring are like this
It's a shame to lose it, isn't it?
He scratched his head: "I'm new here, why can't I get this bouquet of flowers?"
"You!" Lan Ning looked at his bearded but stupid look. He was so angry and helpless. He must not understand what he was scolding and why he was scolding him, right? "
Okay, okay, don’t bring flowers like this in the future. If someone from the florist comes again, just tell them to take the flowers and go back!"
The guard glanced regretfully at the large bouquet of fragrant lilies in Lan Ning's arms and scratched his head: "Oh, okay, sir."
Lan Ning rolled his eyes, turned around and walked to the trash can with the lilies, muttering curses as he walked: "Damn Mark, let's just forget it was killed by Murong Lie for nothing. He deserved it. He actually ordered it before he died.
He bought so many flowers and had people keep sending them to him, shameless! I look at these flowers, no, he should have left more white chrysanthemums for himself, huh, shameless! Even after he died, he wanted to harass our young master.
It's really annoying to want our young master to have no peace of mind! Extremely annoying!"
He muttered curses angrily and threw a large bunch of lilies and their packaging into the trash can.
Han Qingyi walked past him in a pure white white coat, with her hands in her pockets. There was no expression on Xiuya's face, not even a glance at the bouquet of flowers.
**In front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, Ning Tong'er stood there with her hands pressed against the glass window. She looked at her masked appearance reflected on the foggy glass and the deep sadness in her eyes, slowly
He let out a bitter self-deprecating laugh.
Outside the window, raindrops continued to fall, and the whole world seemed to be immersed in a cold breath.
Ning Tong'er stood there motionless, with her hands pressed against the glass window. Although the luxurious bedroom behind her was extremely gorgeous, there was an icy chill, perhaps because of its lack of popularity.
Murong Lie returned to the castle in the evening sunset. When he entered Ning Tong'er's room, he didn't see her. He frowned. He walked towards the balcony, and then he saw Ning Tong'er.
Lonely back.
Her white dress was hanging on the floor, and her bare white feet were so pale from the cold that they looked green - Murong Lie's brows furrowed deeper, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
Is she going to freeze herself to death?
However, when he was about to walk over and pull her back, he involuntarily slowed down.
Ning Tong'er stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, her slender hands pressed against the foggy glass window, her long black hair hanging down from her shoulders. This scene looked sad and deserted.
However, every time Murong Lie took a step in her direction, the shocked look in his eyes deepened.
When he walked behind her, his breathing was even a little disordered - the scene in front of him brought back too many memories.
When he forcibly took her away from the scene of the car accident and she stayed in the private hospital of Murong Group, she also lay like this in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
He still remembered her little figure breathing out on the floor-to-ceiling window, and then she drew three little figures.
She said those were her daddy, Han Qingyi, and her.
Murong Lie's face became unpredictable due to the influx of memories. In each scene of the past, she was still her, but she was no longer her.
He is no longer the Murong Lie he used to be.
Things are different and people are different.
Back then, he stretched out his hand to erase all the paintings she had drawn, but now...
Murong Lie's face was stern, and he almost didn't understand why he was still thinking about this now!
As if in response to his inappropriate emotions, he suddenly grabbed Ning Tong'er's shoulders and pulled her towards him.
"What are you thinking about? Still thinking about your old lover?"
Ning Tong'er almost fell down, but she raised her hand and gave Murong Lie a slap in the face with her backhand.
Murong Lie grabbed her hand forcefully: "Ning Tong'er, you still don't know who you are, right?"
He shook her hard, and Ning Tong'er was caught and thrown to the bed in the bedroom.
Murong Lie's eyes fell on the cold-white toes exposed under her skirt, and there was a hint of anger in his eyes.
He stepped forward, grabbed her collar, and pulled her in front of him: "Ning Tong'er, do you want me to remind you one more time?"
Ever since Ning Tong'er was brought back from the secret tunnel and Murong Lie did what he did to her, she has hated him beyond measure.
That videotape is still in Murong Lie's hands. It is an eternal shame, reminding him of everything that happened.
She bit her lip and looked at her like a knife: "Murong Lie, you devil, you should be cut into pieces with a thousand knives!"
Murong Lie's eyes darkened, not because of her hatred and anger, but because... from the moment he snatched her away from her on the eve of her wedding to Han Qingyi until he brought her to the castle, he didn't listen.
Ever since she called his name.
It’s been a long time…
Murong Lie didn't know that Ning Tong'er really didn't remember him. There were many misunderstandings between the two, and there was no chance to resolve them in the first place.
Until now, he didn't realize that Ning Tong'er actually didn't call him by his name because she hated him, but because she really didn't remember his name.
Ning Tong'er blurted out his name after seeing Murong Lie's signature, and Murong Lie didn't even think about her sealed memory.
"Death by a thousand cuts?" Murong Lie smiled evilly. He lowered his head and kissed her lips fiercely, "I'm afraid you will be the first one to be pierced!"
Ning Tong'er was pressed under him, and her white dress was easily torn by him. When he spread her legs, strong hatred hit her. She looked at Murong Lie and said in a hiss:
"Murong Lie, I hate you!"
Just after she said these words, things suddenly changed - Murong Lie didn't care at all about her reaction and words. He had long been accustomed to it. He just sneered evilly and continued to pull her clothes.
However, something unexpected happened.
Murong Lie only felt that Ning Tong'er underneath him seemed to have been pierced by something, and suddenly let out a sharp scream, and then he suddenly held his head and rolled on the bed in pain.