He also threw her into the public, causing her to run naked in public, and was photographed and posted on the Internet, which caused another shock to her husband's participation in the election.
Mrs. Jones was so angry at home that she could only live a cautious life without daring to stand out.
More than half a month later, the limelight faded a little, so she came over to do what she wanted to do together.
Mrs. Jones already hated Murong Mian and the others with a passion. When Ji Mianmian said these words, she was so angry that she wanted to smash her head and chew her bones.
Mrs. Jones always felt that her good life was all changed beyond recognition by them, and she must avenge this.
Ji Mianmian said provocatively: "Yes, yes, it's not me. Who else do you think it could be?"
She hoped to irritate Mrs. Jones, otherwise, she was really afraid that she would be tricked by her at some point.
Sure enough, these words greatly stimulated Mrs. Jones: "Okay, okay... That's really good. Ji Mianmian, I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid. I think you should know that Murong Mian had a heart transplant." Bar."
Ji Mianmian was stunned, heart transplant
She immediately remembered the scar on Murong Mian's chest. Li Nanke once said that it must have been a result of major surgery. She actually touched that scar. She had never thought about the scar left by a heart transplant.
However, Murong Mian didn't say anything. If it was an operation, why didn't he tell her
So what if it's a heart transplant? As long as he lives, nothing else matters.
But why didn't he say it? Are you afraid that she will be worried
Ji Mianmian's brief silence allowed Mrs. Jones to finally catch the loophole, "It seems that he doesn't know, tsk, he kept it a secret. He didn't even tell you that his heart belongs to someone else and that the surgery on his chest You’ve seen scars before, right?”
Mrs. Jones's words made Ji Mianmian's heart tremble. This old bitch was unkind. Maybe she was lying to her. She couldn't be controlled by her.
No matter what she said, he couldn't accept her words.
So, Ji Mianmian smiled coldly and said disdainfully: "Who knows what you are talking about? My husband is very good. Even if you want to make it up, you can make up a decent lie. Although I don't have as many tricks as you, I You’re not a fool. It’s no use what you’re saying to me. If you have the ability, go and tell my husband and I’ll see what he does to you.”
Mrs. Jones chuckled and continued: "His heart and body are actually still in the running-in period. Sometimes he has to endure rejection, cannot be stimulated, and cannot do strenuous activities. He has been taking medicine, but you don't seem to know this. I want to know what else your wife knows how to do when I get there?"
Ji Mianmian clenched her fists, "What the hell, if you have time, you might as well think about it and hook up with two more wealthy businessmen, otherwise, your good life will come to an end."
Ji Mianmian only heard Mrs. Jones smile and say: "Of course it's my business, because I know that the Murong Mian of today is not the Murong Mian of the past."
Ji Mianmian immediately scolded: "Stop talking nonsense, my husband is not Murong Mian, you are. You really tried your best to get the Murong family's money."
Mrs. Jones's laughter came: "Don't worry, or maybe he is just someone who has some ulterior relationship with the real Murong Mian. Don't you want to know?"