Murong Cuiting looks at Mrs. Jones's back, feeling up and down.

Although she was not in a good state of mind, sometimes she was not really too confused. She knew that she couldn't get rid of Mrs. Jones.

It's just that she's worried about one thing.

If she did as Mrs. Jones said, would she be able to get her share after success?

Will this woman give it to her?

Murong Cuiting looks at the door of the nursing ward. There is a bodyguard standing at the door. She is fierce and angry.

Her elder brother is really a fool. He didn't even see her when he saw an outsider.

She thought about it, now, there is no other way.

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Back at home, the housekeeper told them the news from the hospital that old Murong really survived and did not die.

It's just, the doctor said, it's really not going to take a few days.

Maybe it's one day of the month.

Murong Mian and Ji Mian didn't feel anything about the news.

After listening, Mrs. Murong went upstairs without saying anything.

Ji Mianmian hesitates and makes a gesture for Murong Mian. She follows up to have a look.

She carefully followed Mrs. Murong. After she went upstairs, she stood outside a bedroom door. After a long time, she pushed the door open and went in.

That room is the master bedroom where she and Murong Zhihong have lived for many years. However, she has moved out of it for nearly a year and never went in again.

Ji Mianmian wants to go in, but Mrs. Murong closes the door.

She wanted to knock on the door, but her hand was suddenly held. Ji Mianmian looked up and saw Murong Mian standing behind her. He said, "she'll be fine. She's stronger than you think."

He took Ji Mianmian's hand and went downstairs.

Ji Mianmian sighed: "I think Mrs. Murong is really miserable. If I were her, I would not be able to bear the blow."

In her old age, what one wants most is a happy life, but on the contrary, it seems that all the sufferings break out in her old age.

Murong Mian rubs her fiercely: "don't think too much, everyone's life is different, we can help her, is to help her get all the Murong family property, so that she will not be desolate, nowhere to live."

Ji Mianmian nodded: "well, you're right. I really wonder how the old man tolerated so many excellent relatives of the Murong family for so many years. It's reasonable to say that he's not a lethargic person. How can he be on this one?"

"Everyone has his own weakness. He probably wants to have a good reputation. He wants everyone to praise him. Unfortunately..."

Unfortunately, he had a good reputation when he was alive, but he only wronged his wife and son.

The real cause of Murong Mian's death can never be an accidental horse fall. He told Murong Zhihong that day that it was Murong Cuiting's hand and foot. In fact, he just speculated, and there was exact evidence. However, he felt that the real Murong Mian's death might be attributed to those relatives.

It's a pity that he's a good young man.

Two people chatted for a while, Ji Mianmian took his hand and said: "after solving this matter, let's go home, I still want to continue to be sister Qingsi's make-up artist, OK?"

"Yes, but Are you willing to be separated from me for so long every month? "

Ji Mian looks embarrassed: "well I'm not willing to, but for the sake of sister Qingsi, why don't I bear it? "

Murong Mian

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