In the eyes of outsiders, Murong Mian was a young president who had just inherited the Murong family. At this time, he was leaving the group without stabilizing the internal affairs of the group. There were always some discordant voices. His reasons for the outside world were very simple. He wanted to return to China and accompany his wife to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law. .
No matter what others say, he just wants to go home to be with his wife. As for others, he doesn't bother to care.
Moreover, he made up his mind to slowly move the headquarters to China after completing all the procedures after returning to China.
He will not stay in England for the rest of his life, he still prefers his country.
The day to go home soon came, and Murong Mian dismissed all the maids in the old house who should be dismissed. Only the housekeeper and some old people who had worked for many years were left to clean and tidy up the house.
It was finally time to go home, but before leaving for the airport, four people from the local police station suddenly showed up.
Ji Mianmian felt uneasy when she saw it. Her first thought was that they must be here because of the death of Mrs. Jones.
Murong Mian asked her to pack her things without letting her be present. He sat down alone and chatted with the four policemen in the living room for fifteen minutes.
When Ji Mianmian came down, he happened to see Murong Mian stand up and send them off.
She looked at the expressions of the policemen. They were all smiling. Although she didn't know what they talked about, they seemed to have a very pleasant conversation with Murong Mian. She felt a little reassured. Maybe the situation was not what she thought. So bad.
After everyone left, Murong Mian waved to her.
"Have you packed it up?"
Ji Mianmian nodded: "Well, okay, what are they here to do, right..."
"Maybe they suspect that I have something to do with the death of Mrs. Jones and his wife."
"Then they..."
Murong Mian rubbed the top of her head: "Don't worry, it's just suspicion at most. Without any evidence, what can they do to me? Let's go to the airport."
Ji Mianmian felt a little uneasy: "Will they let us go?"
"We are still legal citizens, what can they do to me."
It's just a little bit suspicious. The few policemen who came here today just wanted to make excuses. One of the four policemen was an expert in micro-expressions. They just wanted to see if he was lying and if he was a suspect.
But they won't have evidence, and their observations are only valid for ordinary people.
The driver drove them to the airport. Ji Mianmian felt anxious all the way, fearing that she would be stopped.
It wasn't until she boarded the plane and took off that Ji Mianmian's heart fell to the ground.
She looked at the city farther and farther away and breathed a sigh of relief: "This trip to England is really like a dream."
Murong Mian covered her with a small blanket: "After waking up from the dream, we will go home and live a real life."
"Um… "
The plane dived into the clouds, and the city below was no longer visible. Faces flashed through Ji Mianmian's mind.
Those people eventually became a thing of the past, just passers-by in their lives.
Suddenly her hand was held by Murong Mian, she turned her head and met his eyes.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
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After a long flight, we finally landed at the Capital Airport in the evening.
It was winter when they left, and spring was coming to an end when they came back.
After picking up the luggage, Murong Mian pushed the two large suitcases with one hand and held Ji Mianmian's hand with the other.