Murong Mian glanced at Mrs. Jones, and the sarcasm in her eyes made her feel slightly uneasy.
Mrs. Jones had been planning today's scene for several days. She felt that there were no flaws, so she asked Murong Cuiting to bring people over.
She glanced at Murong Cuiting and immediately scolded her: "Murong Mian, please stop denying it. The evidence from my side is conclusive. You, a bastard, have been the eldest son of the Murong family for so many years. This is a shame to our family." .”
Compared with Murong Cuiting who was filled with indignation, Murong Mian was very downplayed, as if he didn't take the matter seriously at all. He sarcastically said: "A paternity test? It's a piece of paper. It's easy to fake this thing, right? If my sister-in-law wants to I can get as many copies of it as proof that you are not my father’s biological sister.”
Murong Cuiting was so angry that her teeth were almost broken: "Stop quibbling, the facts are clear. I will not let you deceive everyone again, let alone let our Murong family hand over a bastard like you."
Murong Cuiting pulled the boy beside her and said, "Don't be afraid, raise your head and tell them who you are?"
The boy seemed a little timid and whispered: "I am... O'Neal."
Murong Cuiting said loudly: "He is O'Neill, and he has the blood of my brother. Although Murong Mian is not my brother's biological son, this young man is the real young master of the Murong family."
Mrs. Murong was shaking with anger. She wanted to speak, but her throat could no longer make a sound.
Ji Mianmian held her arm and she whispered: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."
"In the early years, my brother had an affair with his secretary. Later, the secretary left the company and became pregnant. She gave birth to O'Neal and died not long after. My poor nephew grew up in an orphanage. Yes, but Murong Mian, who had taken over his identity, had been the pampered young master of the Murong family for so many years. Fortunately, God blessed me, and after a lot of hard work, I finally found this child. Now, the two of them are misplaced. It’s time for a reset in life.”
Murong Mian nodded. He said quite seriously: "My sister-in-law is right, what else should I continue?"
He was indeed not Murong Zhihong's son. He was too lazy to refute. Anyway, the winner in the end was predetermined. Since they wanted to act, give them a stage to perform to their fullest.
A rational person among the shareholders said: "If it is true, then the matter of the successor must be carefully considered, but... I don't think we can draw conclusions so easily."
Murong Cuiting shouted: "I am my brother's biological sister. If O'Neal was not my brother's child, would I recognize him? Would I let an outsider with no blood relationship inherit the family business? Is there anything that cannot be concluded about this? of."
Murong Mian said calmly: "Whether I am the son of the Murong family or not, let's not mention it for now. Even if I am not, as long as my father agrees to let me inherit, then I can sit on the position of president."
"Don't have such wishful thinking, my brother already knows everything."
Murong Mian smiled: "That means my father knows what you did today."
"of course I know."
Mrs. Jones thought something was wrong.
I only heard Murong Mian say: "But... why, the answer I got is not like this?" He said to a computer on the conference table: "After watching it for so long, what do you think of today's drama?"