Mrs. Jones smiled and shook her head: "Unfortunately, no."
Jessica rolled her eyes and said, "It was obviously Uncle Murong who asked us to come over. He said he hoped to join us once, but Murong Mian stopped him outside."
"Hmph, I knew... this little bastard." Murong Cuiting cursed in a low voice, and she looked at the two of them: "Give up, that little... Murong Mian will not marry your daughter."
Mrs. Jones sighed: "Murong originally contacted us about this matter. He hoped that I could help him once, but... Randy, it is still too simple and too childish. I think he will understand it gradually."
Of course Murong Cuiting could imagine that his brother's hope for Murong Mian and Jessica Jones' marriage at this time was probably to curb their relatives. The old man wanted to help his son secure this position.
She naturally didn't want them to succeed. Compared with Jessica who had a congressman, Ji Mianmian who could only use her fists and kicks would be easier to handle.
Mrs. Jones smiled, but was not angry. Instead, she said, "Maybe I can help you see your brother."
Murong Cuiting snorted coldly: "You can't even see me yourself, but you still have the nerve to say help me. I really thought that your face in front of my brother now is the same as that of thirty years ago."
After finishing her sarcasm, she was ready to go in.
Mrs. Jones said calmly: "Murong Mian and that woman are inside. Even if you go over now, you may not be able to see them. We haven't seen each other for several years. Why don't we find a place to sit down and chat."
Murong Cuiting's feet stopped instantly, that woman? Ji Mianmian
She felt her face suddenly hurt so much.
So, she turned around: "Okay..."
…
Murong Cuiting got into Mrs. Jones' car and left. As soon as they left, someone ran to tell Murong Mian.
When Ji Mianmian heard this, she frowned and said, "This lady who seems quite noble seems to be not a good person either."
Murong Mian scratched her nose: "The more perfect a person looks, the more hypocritical they are. Such people often have shady secrets. Let's go back first."
If Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones really colluded, it would be normal.
After returning home, Murong Mian told Mrs. Murong about meeting Mrs. Jones in the hospital.
What was unexpected was that her face turned very ugly at that time. She instantly turned pale and her lips trembled. Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself: "Okay, I... Got it. I'll go upstairs first, and you guys should take a rest."
After saying that, he hurried upstairs. Ji Mianmian always felt that her back was shaking when he looked at her.
She raised her head, "What's wrong?"
Murong Mian was silent for a moment and said, "Who knows, if she wants to say something, she will naturally tell us."
The next day, Murong Mian still took Ji Mianmian to see Murong Zhihong.
On the third day, report in on time.
Until, on the fifth day, bad news came from the company.
Mrs. Murong hurriedly came to Murong Mian and said anxiously: "I know these blood-sucking bloodsuckers will not rest peacefully. Some relatives arranged by your father within the group are currently leading their subordinate departments to go on strike collectively, demanding a salary increase. , and also invited some reporters to report that the company’s stock has been affected.”
Murong Mian's eyes lit up when he heard this: "After waiting for so many days, it finally came. It's just right. I've rested for a few days, and it's time to take action."
He stretched out his hand to Ji Mianmian: "Honey, let's go and fight."