Ji Mianmian suddenly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. He looked up at the two people and felt a little strange. There seemed to be something wrong with these two people. The atmosphere was very subtle and he couldn't tell why.
but…
Murong Mian looked at the eyes of the two of them. Madam Murong seemed a little sad.
Suddenly his face was pinched, "What are you thinking about?"
Ji Mianmian raised his head, rubbed his face, and said, "No, I just wanted to...will the old gentleman really die this time?"
Murong Mian said sarcastically: "No, he is still willing to die."
Murong Zhihong's critical illness today was just a play to force him to agree, but he didn't follow through with the play.
However, he must have been hit hard today, and maybe it will be over in a few days.
Murong Mian didn't care at all about Murong Zhihong's life or death.
…
Mrs. Jones walked out of the intensive care unit with a smile on her face and pride in her eyes. It seemed that everything was already in her hands and she had a plan in mind.
Murong Cuiting immediately gathered around and asked, "What did my brother say to you?"
While waiting outside, she greeted Murong Zhihong countless times.
She is her biological sister, okay? But he refused to let her in, and instead let Mrs. Jones in.
Who is this woman
Mrs. Jones' red and swollen face was full of smiles, looking a little horrified. She said proudly: "Of course, if it satisfies me."
Murong Cuiting cursed in her heart: Bitch!
Mrs. Jones said: "Do you want to get the Murong family's money? If you want, just listen to me."
Murong Cuiting said disdainfully: "How do I know if what you said is true? What if you made it up yourself?"
"Making it up? What do you think your brother means when he lets me in but doesn't let you in? I am the person he trusts the most."
Murong Cui gritted her teeth angrily but said nothing. She was really wondering, what did her brother like about this bitch? It's been decades, why can't you still see the virtues of this woman
However, she has no other choice now, she cannot be without money.
"Okay, tell me."
Mrs. Jones lowered her head and whispered in her ear. Murong Cuiting's face immediately changed: "What do you want to do?"
Mrs. Jones put her hair back and said, "I just did what he said."
Murong Cuiting shook her head repeatedly: "It's impossible. I don't know about my own brother yet. He will never allow you to do this."
"But, how can you get the money from Murong Mian without doing anything?"
After Murong Cuiting was silent, she shook her head, no, Murong Mian would not give it to them.
Mrs. Jones smiled and said: "Then do as I say. This method will definitely make them lose everything. Don't you have an old saying that those who achieve great things don't stick to trivial matters? What are you afraid of?"
Murong Cuiting gritted her teeth, "He wouldn't give it to me even if he took it, so I... had no choice but to do this."
Mrs. Jones smiled and said, "Yes, only in this way can you get the Murong family's money."
Over the years, she has gotten everything she wanted.
Now, if she wants the Murong family's money, she will get it sooner or later.
Murong Mian didn't matter. Since he didn't want to marry her daughter, then fine, there was no need for her to show any mercy.
Mrs. Jones turned and left, and the smile on her face suddenly turned cold and ferocious: "Randy, I gave you a chance, but since you don't cherish it, I can only make you... lose everything."