Mrs. Jones watched the two of them leave arm in arm, and the calm expression on her face could no longer be maintained and became ferocious and terrifying.
She said coldly: "If you don't cherish this last opportunity, then don't blame me."
…
On the way home, Ji Mianmian thought of Mrs. Jones's expression and said with a smile: "You have made Mrs. Jones so angry that she has almost revealed her true colors. If you say a few more words, I think she might really break the law on the spot."
Murong Mian sneered: "She is a ghost in the first place. She wears human skin and pretends not to be human. Don't pay attention to that kind of person. Next time you meet her, just give her a punch."
Ji Mianmian shook her head: "Well, it's not good. It's true. Her husband is still a congressman. If he hits her, I will be in trouble."
Murong Mian poked her forehead: "Silly, you have forgotten how to put on a sack from Yan Qingsi."
Far away in China, she had just accepted a movie. Yan Qingsi, who had joined the set the day before, sneezed heavily. She rubbed her nose and thought, who must be talking bad things about her behind her back.
"Sister Qingsi..."
Yan Qingsi's face darkened. She looked up and saw Helan Xiuse standing in front of her. She rolled her eyes.
…
The next day, Mrs. Murong said she would take Ji Mianmian shopping and teach her what real shopping is.
Ji Mianmian really didn't want to go. Madam Murong was a very strict person, and she was unsmiling. Being with her, Ji Mianmian's nerves always felt tense.
However, Madam Murong didn't give her a chance to refuse and insisted on dragging her over.
Murong Mian wanted to go, but Madam Murong didn't let him follow.
He also told him that he would not lose his wife as it would be too disappointing for a man to go shopping with her.
After arriving at a shopping mall and entering a bag shop, Ji Mianmian saw her mother-in-law pointing at a few bags domineeringly, "This, this, this... Except for the ones I pointed at just now, pick up all the rest."
Ji Mian Mian…
She licked the corner of her mouth. If it was this form of shopping, she would probably never learn it!
In order to avoid embarrassment, Ji Mianmian told her that she met Mrs. Jones in the hospital when she was shopping in a clothing store.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she saw Mrs. Murong's expression change.
Pale, angry, sad, his eyes were red as if they were bleeding.
Ji Mianmian was startled, and she quickly asked: "Mom, what happened to...that Mrs. Jones? Your face turned very bad after you heard about him last time."
Madam Murong turned her head away from her: "It's nothing."
Ji Mianmian said carefully: "You...if you have something on your mind, you can tell me. I'm not a talkative person and I won't tell anyone."
After being silent for a long time, Madam Murong suddenly gave a wry smile, turned around and said, "Ask the driver to take you back, I suddenly have something to do."
"Where are you going?"
Madam Murong didn't answer, turned around and walked away quickly.
Ji Mianmian scratched her head. She must have said the wrong thing again. No, she might as well follow her.
Ji Mianmian ran up quickly: "Mom, where are you going? I'll be with you."
Mrs. Murong let her get in the car without stopping.
When they got there, Ji Mianmian discovered that she had gone to the hospital.
She followed Mrs. Murong, who was walking in the wind, to the outside of Murong Zhihong's ward. She was surprised when she saw Mrs. Murong push open the door and walk in.
Murong Zhihong looked at her: "You are here."
Ji Mianmian only heard Mrs. Murong say: "Yes, I'm here to see you for the last time."
Ji Mianmian was so scared that she almost fell down. Could it be that the fake mother-in-law wanted to kill the fake father-in-law? What should she do? Is she helping, or... stopping