Murong Cuiting sat opposite her and sneered: "Wenshan, I went to the hospital and had a big fight with Murong Zhong. Now... it's almost impossible for your daughter to marry Randy."
Mrs. Jones smiled and took a sip of coffee gracefully: "It doesn't matter. I believe Zhihong. He will never be easily influenced. Besides, he knows very well what to do in order to treat Randy best."
Murong Cuiting twitched the corner of her mouth, curled her lips secretly, and cursed in her heart: Look at that arrogant look, she still refuses to be content despite her age.
Although she despises Madam Murong, she hates the woman in front of her even more.
Murong Zhong liked Mrs. Jones at first, but the two elders in the family disagreed. Chinese people are too particular about blood purity, and they did not want the Murong family to mix with foreigners.
As a result, Mrs. Jones married her current husband.
For this reason, Murong Zhihong had trouble with his family for several years before marrying Mrs. Murong.
However, Murong Cuiting knew in her heart that although Mrs. Jones seemed to have no choice but to pass on to others, in fact, it was not the case at all. It was because she did not know how rich Murong Zhihong was at the time and thought he was An ordinary Chinese working hard in England. Such a person has no money, has no future, and cannot give her a prosperous life.
She wished that she could use the hands of the two elders of Murong's family to cut off her contact with Murong Zhihong.
To put it bluntly, he is a bitch who dislikes poverty and loves wealth.
Although Murong Cui looked down on Mrs. Jones, now she had no choice but to cooperate with her.
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After following Mrs. Murong to the hospital, Ji Mianmian found that Mrs. Murong had obviously changed her mind and seemed to really begin to accept her and treat her as one of her own.
Although Mrs. Murong usually treats others, her expression is still cold and her words are still harsh.
However, he no longer deliberately targets Ji Mianmian. Moreover, people send her some new clothing accessories, cosmetics, and almost everything women need all day long.
This made Ji Mianmian feel deeply flattered.
When going to bed at night, Ji Mianmian said, "Has Madam Murong been too kind to me lately? I'm a little worried."
Murong Mian smiled and said, "There's nothing to worry about. If she gives it to you, you just keep it and treat it as our salary for helping her. Don't forget, if we help her cover the Murong family, what will she get?" But thousands of times more.”
"That's right, eh..." She sighed: "I was really frightened when I went to the hospital that day. I didn't expect that she would be so pitiful."
Murong Mian did not finish speaking, looking at the ceiling above her head.
Two days later, news came from the hospital that Murong Zhihong was in bad condition and had been sent to the emergency room for rescue. A critical illness notice was issued, requiring the patient's family members to be present and sign an agreement.
Murong Mian brought Murong's wife Ji Mianmian to the hospital, but when they went there, they found that Murong Cuiting was there, not only her, but also Mrs. Jones.
Seeing her face, Madam Murong's face turned pale at that moment.
"Why are you here?"
"Of course it's my brother who came here with us." Murong Cuiting curled her lips and said: "Tsk, how pitiful you are. You will be married to my brother for the rest of your life, and you will be a joke."
Ji Mianmian rolled up her sleeves and said fiercely: "Mom, tell me if you want to throw it out."