Murong Fu's eyes are burning. It's outside. There are Murong family drivers and bodyguards around. She can only suppress it and yell in a low voice in Chinese: "Murong Mian, do you know what you are doing?"

Murongmian still had a smile on his face: "of course I know. I don't need you to remind me."

Mrs. Murong took a deep breath and held back her anger: "immediately If you send her back, I don't think you don't know what you are going to face when you come back, and what you are going to do when you bring her back, you will only say that the situation is getting worse. "

Ji Mianmian wants to speak. Murong Mian presses her shoulder and says: "you don't have to remind me again. I don't want to argue with you about this issue. Today, I can tell you clearly that since I've brought my wife back, I've made all my decisions. If you have to let her go, OK, I'll go back with her. I'll go back with her I bought the return ticket. "

Murongfu's forehead was full of vitality, and his veins were dancing: "you Good, good You've learned to threaten me. "

Those bodyguards have looked at them in doubt. Murong Mian said to Mrs. Murong coldly, "it's not a threat. I just don't want to be controlled by you. What should I do? I have my own plan. Besides If you insist on this issue, I don't think it's necessary for me to go back with you. "

Murong's wife also realized that she had gone too far. She said, "get in the car."

Murong Mian gets on the bus with Ji Mianmian. The atmosphere in the car keeps falling. Her hand is held by Murong Mian.

Although the heart and uneasy, but, with him, she did not feel too afraid.

When she drove on the road, Ji Mianmian watched the houses on both sides receding quickly. The foreigners of different shapes and colors on the street and the unknown words on the road signs made her feel strange.

Murong finally didn't recognize her and said, "Murong Mian, if you really like her, you shouldn't bring her here. Do you think the water in Murong's house is so shallow?"

She tried to keep her tone as smooth as she could. It sounded like a normal conversation.

Murong Mian's thumb slowly rubbed on the back of Ji Mianmian's hand. His eyes were cold, disdainful and sarcastic. After a moment's silence, he said, "Mrs. Murong, do you know what I hate most about you?"

Mrs. Murong was shocked: "what did you say?"

Murong Mian gently comforts Ji Mianmian, but his voice is chilling: "self righteous, always trying to control everything, always thinking that he is right, always thinking that others should listen to you..."

Mrs. Murong's anger rose again: "you..."

Murong Mian didn't give her a chance to speak, disdaining to say: "why? Why should others listen to you? My life has the final say, you are saved, that's right. I owe you what I owe you, but I will take the measure to repay it.

"I'll say it again for the last time. Please don't tell me what to do. I really hate it. And At the beginning, I won't tell you what dirty purpose you had in mind to save people. We know each other well. There's no need to separate this matter. Therefore, don't always put on the posture of a life-saving benefactor in front of me. I won't owe you. "

Ji Mianmian looks at Murong Mian in surprise. It's the first time for him to show his dislike to a person.

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