Chapter 1829

Murong Mian glanced at Mrs. Jones. The irony in her eyes made her feel a little uneasy.

Today's scene, Mrs. Jones had been planning for quite a few days. She felt that there was really no flaw, so she asked Murong Cuiting to bring someone over.

She took a look at Murong Cuiting, and immediately began to scold her: "Murong Mian, don't deny it any more. The evidence here is solid. You, a wild breed, have been the young master of Murong family for so many years. It's a shame for our family."

Compared with Murong Cuiting's indignation, Murong Mian is very understated, as if he didn't take it seriously at all. He sarcastically said: "paternity test? A piece of paper, it's easy to fake, isn't it? If my sister-in-law wants to see the evidence that you are not my father's sister, I can get as many copies as possible. "

Murong Cuiting's angry teeth are almost broken: "you are less sophistry, the fact is clear, I will not let you cheat everyone again, let alone let us Murong family give you such a wild seed."

Murong Cuiting pulled the boy beside her and said, "don't be afraid. Raise your head and tell them who you are."

The boy seemed a little timid and whispered, "I am O'Neill

Murong Cuiting said in a high voice: "he's O'Neill. He's my brother's blood. Although Murong Mian is not my brother's own son, this young man is the real Murong master."

Murong Fu was trembling. She wanted to speak, but her throat was silent.

Ji Mianmian held her arm, she whispered: "don't worry, it will be OK."

"In the early years, my brother had a relationship with his secretary. Later, the secretary left the company, but she was pregnant. She gave birth to O'Neill and died soon after. My poor nephew grew up in an orphanage, but Murong Mian, who occupied his position, worked as a young master in Murong's family for so many years. Fortunately, God bless him, he worked hard Xin wanku, finally let me find this child, now, their two misplaced life should also reset

Murong Mian nodded. Quite serious way: "my sister-in-law said well, what else to continue."

He is not the son of Murong Zhihong. He is too lazy to refute. Anyway, the winner is determined by himself. Since they want to act, give them a stage and let them play enough.

A rational person among the shareholders said, "if it's true, it's really necessary to consider the matter of successors, but I don't think we can come to a conclusion so easily. "

Murong Cuiting yelled: "I am my brother's sister. If O'Neill is not my brother's child, will I recognize him? Will I let an unrelated outsider inherit the family property? What else can't be concluded. "

Murong Mian said faintly: "if I'm the son of Murong family, I won't mention it for the moment. Even if I'm not, as long as my father agrees to let me inherit, then I can be the president."

"Don't be paranoid. My brother already knows everything."

Murongmian said with a smile: "that is to say, my father knows what you are doing today."

"of course he knows."

Mrs. Jones was in a bad mood.

Murong Mian said: "but Why, the answer I get is not like this? " He said to a computer on the conference table, "after watching it for so long, how does my father like the play today?"

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