Ji Mianmian's voice is clear, loud, polite, neither humble nor overbearing.
After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Murong Zhihong, his eyes were bright and magnanimous, without the slightest hint of dodge or timidity.
Murong Zhihong looked at Ji Mianmian, his expression... was indescribably complicated, and in his cloudy eyes
At his age, he has already met countless people. Now when he meets a stranger, he only needs to take a quick glance to get a general idea.
The girl in front of him, to be honest, is indeed good. At least she is a very open-minded girl with a bright and simple heart and no dark thoughts. His son's vision is indeed good.
If in the past, when his health was still good, if his son found a girl like this, he would be very happy and sincerely hope that his son can be happy.
But now, he may not even be able to see the sun tomorrow, and he has to think about his son's future.
How could a shrewd person like Murong Zhihong not know that the Murong family is now surrounded by a pack of wolves, and everyone is waiting for him to die and then divide up the huge inheritance he left behind.
He had to admit that he had left a mess for his son.
Now, he deeply regrets his soft-heartedness back then.
If he had been crueler and tougher on his relatives, his son would not be in this situation now.
At first, Murong Zhihong just thought that although his son was smart, he had a pure heart and there were too many intrigues in the business world. He was worried that his son would not be able to handle it alone, so he thought of being more tolerant to those relatives, hoping that they could After you die, help your son more.
It's a pity that he doesn't know people well, so he raises them again and again, and raises a bunch of wolves.
It’s true that when everyone comes to promote their kindness, they will fight against their hatred. If you help a person when he is in poverty, he will be grateful to you. But if you keep helping him and supporting him, if things go on like this, Once he develops a habit, he will feel that what you give is what he deserves, and he will even despise you for giving less.
The human heart can sometimes be such a vicious thing.
Murong Mian glanced at Murong Zhihong and saw that he was looking at Ji Mianmian in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Looking at Ji Mianmian again, even though she was looked at like that, there was no cowardly and petty look on her face.
Murong Mian sighed, after that incident, his girl really grew up.
After a long time, Murong Zhihong finally calmed down and said, "Your name is... Ji Mianmian?"
Ji Mianmian raised the corners of her lips and said with a smile: "Yes, my name is Ji Mianmian, the season of the season, the cotton of the cotton. Dad, I'm sorry that I just came to see you now. I hope you won't be offended. Don't worry, I will meet you in the future. I respect you as my biological father."
Her smile was bright, like a ray of sunshine, instantly illuminating the room filled with the air of death and decay.
Murong Zhihong sighed in his heart, this is indeed a good girl.
However, there was nothing she could do to help her son!
Before he died, he had to arrange a good marriage for his son and find someone who could help his son. Otherwise, he would not feel at ease even after he died.
Murong Zhihong rested for a while and said: "First... don't be anxious, call me... dad, I... think... it's too early, you can't... be with Randy."
Ji Mianmian smiled and was not surprised at all by what Murong Zhihong said. She spoke directly and said, "I know you don't like me, but it doesn't matter. This is not important."