Ji Mianmian hugged Murong Mian's waist tightly: "I'm with you, you owe her, I'll help you return it together, no matter what you want to do, as long as you don't leave me, we'll face it together."

Murong Mian comforted her: "things, in fact It's no trouble. Mrs. Murong is just afraid that after her husband's death, her status in the Murong family will be unstable, and her husband's relatives will persecute her in order to seize the family property. What I have to do is to help her stabilize her status. "

Although Ji Mian's brain is a bit stupid, she still wants to know how many disputes of interest there are.

If the Murong family is easy to get, Murong's wife definitely won't give her son's face to Murong.

It must be very troublesome and dangerous. Therefore, Murong Mian's identity must exist. No one can know that he is dead.

She turns Ye Shaoguang into Murong Mian in the hope that he can help her to get Murong's home, and will not be robbed by those relatives who have been waiting for a long time.

But what's going on over there? Ji Mian doesn't know. The only thing he can think of is that it will never be peaceful.

Ji Mian raised his head and asked, "what do we need to do when we get there?"

"I don't need to do anything. I just need to be a good son in front of Murong Zhihong, let him die at ease, and trust me with Murong's family." Murong Mian's words are very light.

Ji Mianmian said suspiciously: "just Is it that simple? "

Murong Mian said with a smile: "of course, it's so simple. Everyone knows that Murong Zhihong loves his only son very much. As long as Murong Mian's name is alive, he is the only heir of the Murong family. If it's legal, no one can disagree."

After the death of Murong Zhihong, all the inheritance rights belong to Murong Mian, then, it is equal to falling into the hands of Mrs. Murong.

After everything is stable, he will privately transfer all his property to Mrs. Murong.

Murong Mian thought in his heart, this is almost enough.

I hope there won't be any more trouble.

Murong Mian's words reassured Ji Mian: "that Will Murong Zhihong recognize you as Murong Mian? "

Murong Mian shook his head: "don't worry, it won't be My face is as like as two peas. How can he recognize it? "

In the past year, Mrs. Murong took a lot of video materials before Murong Mian, let him watch and imitate, and told him a lot about Murong Mian. She was more afraid of revealing flaws than he.

If Murong Zhihong knew that Murong Mian was a fake and his son had died, he was just a substitute for his wife. He would have lost his life in anger. Maybe he would not give them any inheritance.

According to his cleverness, it is enough to learn to imitate one person in one year.

Ji Mianmian grasped his arm anxiously: "I'm a little uneasy..."

People are always afraid of the unknown. England is a place where Ji Mianmian has never been. What will be in Murong's family? She doesn't know anything about it.

Murong Mian sees Ji Mianmian's uneasiness and uneasiness. She blames herself in her heart. If it wasn't for him, she doesn't have to face these. It was him who pulled her into this vortex.

"Don't be afraid. It's not so dangerous. Just think I'm going to play a play."

Ji Mianmian nodded: "now you Has your face grown up? "

Murong Mian lowered her head and let her see: "it's all right. You see, even the scar is hard to see."

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