Murong Zhihong said: "Actually, I can't blame you. It's me. I'm really too confused. I still thought about finding a reliable wife for my son. I thought I knew you well after I've known you for many years, but I didn't expect that I haven't seen you in all these years. There is a poisonous snake coiled around him.”
Mrs. Jones still refused to admit it, "Zhihong, please don't accuse me wrongly. If you hadn't come to find me, how could I have gone into this muddy water in your house..."
Before she finished speaking, Murong Cuiting suddenly shouted, "Brother, brother, I have evidence, I have evidence... I have evidence to prove that I was wronged. This bitch asked me to do it. I have evidence..."
Mrs. Jones turned her head suddenly: "Murong Cuiting, do you and I have any grudges? You asked me to help you and I helped you. Why do you want to harm me now?"
Murong Cuiting spat at her: "Bah, bitch, why did I hurt you? You still have the nerve to say that I am stupid, but there is no rule in this world that says stupid people cannot be smart even once."
"Brother, I really have evidence, and I will show it to you right now."
Murong Cuiting trembled and took out her mobile phone and opened a recording inside. In it, Mrs. Jones told her to find a mixed-race boy and then forge a paternity certificate to contact the major shareholders privately, convene an extraordinary shareholders' meeting, and teach The recording of her saying those words was very clear.
Murong Cuiting is indeed not smart, but she is not mentally retarded at all. As early as when Mrs. Jones asked her to cooperate, she had some drums in her heart. She didn't believe this woman, so she became smart for once, and asked Mrs. Jones to find her. At that time, the conversation between the two was recorded.
As soon as this recording came out, there was no need to say anything else. All of Mrs. Jones's masks were revealed at once, and everything she just said became a slap in the face.
Murong Mian said calmly: "Mrs. Jones is so thoughtful and ruthless, I really admire her."
Murong Cuiting said proudly: "What else do you have to say?"
Mrs. Jones lowered her head: "Even if... the voices are similar, that doesn't prove... it's me."
"Damn it, you stinking bitch, you are still making excuses, I will beat you to death..." Murong Cuiting screamed, and she rushed forward and struggled with Jonesfu again.
Murong Zhihong coughed a few more times and said, "Come here, pull them apart. I... still have something to say."
His voice was weaker than before, probably due to lack of energy. The security guard pulled the two fighting people away, and he changed his words: "After experiencing these things, I really saw clearly that I have indeed made a lot of mistakes over the years. Yes, I don’t know how much time I have left to make up for it, so I can only do a little bit.”
He took two breaths and said: "Randy, they... let you handle them. As a father, I don't have... more energy to take care of this matter. You just do it, no... you don't need to show any mercy."
He wanted to handle it personally, but... her body could hardly hold it anymore.
Murong Cuiting and Mrs. Jones exclaimed when they heard this.
"Brother..."
"Zhihong..."
Murong Mian raised the corners of her lips: "Yes, father, don't worry, I will definitely take this matter seriously."
Murong Zhihong rested for a moment and continued: "Today, the most important thing is to announce my will. From now on, Murong Mian will officially take over my position as the president of the group, inheriting... inheriting the Murong Group... He , he is the group's only heir, my only son... "