Ji Mianmian suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit wrong. Looking up at them, he felt a little strange. It seemed that there was something wrong with them. The atmosphere was very delicate. He couldn't tell why.

But

Murong Mian looked into their eyes. Mrs. Murong seemed sad.

Suddenly his face was pinched, "what do you think?"

Ji Mianmian looked up, rubbed his face and said, "no, I just want to Will the old man really die this time? "

Murong Mian said sarcastically: "no, he is willing to die."

Murong Zhihong's critical illness today is a play. He just wants to force him to agree, but he doesn't follow his play road.

However, he should be hit hard today. Maybe he will be gone in a few days.

For Murong Zhihong's life and death, Murong Mian doesn't care at all.

……

Mrs. Jones came out of the intensive care unit with a smile on her face and complacency in her eyes. It seemed that everything was in her hands and that she was ready.

Murong Cuiting immediately surrounded and asked, "what did my brother tell you?"

While waiting outside, she asked Murong Zhihong how many times.

She's the sister, okay? But instead of letting her in, he let Mrs. Jones in.

What is this woman?

Mrs. Jones, with a smile all over her red and swollen face, looked a little bit creepy. She said triumphantly, "of course, if it satisfies me."

Murong Cuiting heart scolded a: cheap B!

Mrs. Jones said, "do you want the money from the Murong family? If you want, just listen to me. "

Murong Cuiting disdains to say: "how do I know if what you say is true? In case it's all made up by you?"

"Make up? What do you think your brother let me in and didn't let you in? I'm the one he believes in the most. "

Murong cuiqi's teeth, did not speak, she really wondered, her brother in the end like this bitch what? For decades, can't you see the virtue of this woman?

However, she has no other way now. She can't live without money.

"Well, go ahead."

Mrs. Jones lowered her head and whispered in her ear. Murong Cuiting's face immediately changed: "what do you want to do?"

Mrs. Jones folded her hair. "I just did what he said."

Murong Cuiting shook her head again and again: "impossible, my own brother, I don't know, he will never allow you to do so."

"But if you don't do anything, can you get the money from murongmian?"

Murong Cuiting after silence, shake her head, can't, Murong sleep won't give them.

Mrs. Jones said with a smile: "then do as I said. This method will definitely make them lose everything. You don't have an old saying that those who achieve great things don't care about small things. What are you afraid of?"

Murong Cuiting gritted her teeth. "He won't give it to me, so I We have to do that. "

Mrs. Jones said with a smile, "yes, only in this way can you get the money from the Murong family."

All these years, she got what she wanted.

Now, she wants the Murong family's money, and sooner or later she can get it as well.

Murong Mian is nothing. Since he doesn't want to marry her daughter, well, she doesn't have to leave any more affection.

Mrs. Jones turned to leave, and the smile on her face suddenly turned cold and ferocious: "Randy, I gave you the chance. Since you don't cherish it, I can only let you Lose everything. "

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