"At present, I need to understand the specific situation of Murong family, including the internal situation of the group, to find out whether he has left a specific inheritance"

Mrs. Murong has no other way now, saying: "I know, I will find out this."

So, they have no more words, silence, silence

Murong Mian turned to look at the broad street outside, full of British style buildings. It's a beautiful city, but he doesn't like it. He doesn't like it at all.

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On the other hand, Ji Mianmian's room was arranged in Murong's house. She didn't take out the clothes in her luggage. She always felt that she might not stay long in this place.

Room decoration is very beautiful, European retro palace style, even if only a guest room, furnishings are very delicate.

Murong Mian opened the curtain and looked out. The manor covers a large area. Just from the manor where the Murong family lives, we can imagine how rich the Murong family is. No wonder Mrs. Murong wants to seize the huge property after her husband's death.

Ji Mianmian sighed, turned around the room and went downstairs.

Downstairs, a young man of mixed blood came in. When he came in, he yelled, "where are all the people dead?"

Murong's maid came forward and said, "master Claude."

Claude is the son of Murong Zhihong's younger sister. Her younger sister married a local man in England. She was usually spoiled and not too old, but she did not fall behind in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.

Murong's maids are most afraid of the young master's coming, because he is never willing to let go of any pretty maids.

Claude gave the maid a dirty touch and asked, "where's my cousin who ran away from home?"

The maid bowed her head and said, "the young master has gone to see you."

Claude's face with some acne was full of disdain: "cut, I'm really willing to delay for a second, so I went to flatter If you are so filial, why do you disappear for months without any reason? "

The maid didn't speak. Is it flattering for her father to kiss her son? It's his watch. Since my husband was hospitalized, no one at home has come here every so often. He almost regards it as his own home.

Do you really think that this Murong family can become his family in the end?

The young master is still alive. They all want him to die.

Claude walked around the spacious and luxurious living room and said, "go and get me a bottle of wine. I want the '82 bottle."

The maid was very embarrassed: "master Claude, then The wine belongs to Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang said that no one else should move. Even the young master, if he wants to drink it on weekdays, he must get permission from Mr. Zhang

Murong Hong has a hobby, that is, he likes wine. He has two wine estates. However, his favorite is 82 years old. He bought some at a price and put them in the wine cellar, which is very precious.

Claude's face suddenly changed. "Say it again?"

The maid trembled with fear: "I I That's We don't dare to move it in private... "

Pop

With a crisp sound, the maid almost fell down. She covered her face and didn't dare to cry or shout cold.

Claude kicked in: "is Lao Tzu someone else? Am I? I'm his nephew. I want a bottle of wine. What's the matter? Get it for me. Get it right away... "

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