1796 Wifey, let's go fight
"I'm sorry," said Mrs. Jones, smiling and shaking her head."No."
"It was uncle Murong who asked us to come over. He said that he wanted to add us, but we were stopped by Murong Mian outside," Jessica said, her eyes darting around.
"Hmph, I knew it ... That little bastard." Murong cuiting cursed in a low voice. She looked at the two of them,"Just give up. That little ... Murong Mian will never marry your daughter."
Mrs. Jones sighed."Murong was the one who contacted us about this. He wanted me to help him once, but ... Randy, it's still too simple. He's too childish. I think he'll slowly understand."
Of course Murong cuiting could guess that his brother wanted Murong Mian and Jessica Jones to be United by marriage at this time. His purpose was probably to stop his relatives. The old man was trying to help his son secure his position.
She naturally did not want them to succeed. Compared to Jessica who had a Senator as her father, Ji Mianmian, who only knew how to use her fists and legs, would be easier to deal with.
Mrs. Jones smiled. She was not angry. Instead, she said,""Maybe I can help you meet your brother."
Murong cui ting snorted coldly,"you can't even see it yourself, and you still have the face to say you're going to help me. Do you really think that in front of my brother, you're still as good as you were thirty years ago?."
After she was done mocking him, she prepared to go in.
"Murong Mian and that woman are inside," Mrs. Jones said."Even if you go there now, you might not be able to see them. We haven't seen each other for years. Why don't we find a place to sit down and have a chat?"
Murong cuiting stopped in her tracks. That woman? Ji Mianmian?
She only felt that her face suddenly hurt badly.
"Alright ..." She turned around.
……
Murong cuiting got into Mrs. Jones 'car and left. As soon as they left, someone ran over to tell Murong Mian.
Ji Mianmian frowned."This lady looks rather noble," she said,"looks like she's not a good person either."
Murong Mian flicked her nose,"The more perfect a person looks, the more hypocritical he is. This kind of person often has a secret that can not be revealed. Let's go back first."
If Murong cuiting and Mrs. Jones were really in cahoots, then it would be normal.
When they got home, Murong Mian told Mrs. Murong about her encounter with Mrs. Jones at the hospital.
To everyone's surprise, her face turned pale and her lips trembled. Fortunately, she managed to restrain herself."Okay, I ... Got it. I'll go upstairs first. You guys rest for a while."
After she finished speaking, she rushed upstairs. Ji Mianmian felt that her back was shaking.
She raised her head."What's wrong?"
"Who knows? if she wanted to tell us, she would have told us," Murong Mian said after a moment of silence.
The next day, Murong Mian brought Ji Mianmian to meet Murong Zhihong again.
On the third day, he reported in on time.
It was not until the fifth day that bad news came from the company.
Madam Murong hurried over to Murong Mian and said anxiously,""I knew these blood-sucking bugs wouldn't stay still. Some of your father's relatives in the group are now on strike with their subordinates, asking for a raise. They even found some reporters to report about it. The company's stock has been affected."
Murong Mian's eyes lit up when she heard this. "It's finally here after waiting for a few days. It's just in time. I've rested for a few days and it's time to make a move."
He extended his hand to Ji Mianmian."Wifey, let's go. Let's fight."
