1827 We don't owe anyone

Ji Mianmian's smile was pure and innocent. She leaned into Murong Mian's arms, her eyes full of dependence and trust.

She could choose not to trust anyone in this world, but this man in front of her was the only one she could trust.

It could be said that this was the support for her to live on.

If nothing in this world could stop them from being together, then what was the point of anything else?

She believed in her own judgment, and even more so, she believed in the man she had taken a fancy to.

He would definitely protect her for the rest of her life.

Looking at the smile on Ji Mianmian's face, Madam Murong was reminded of herself. She said in a daze,""There's nothing in a man that's worth trusting. I was like you back then, or even more than you. I believed that the person I liked would never betray me. But in the end ..."

The result was that she naively had a dream for decades, and then she was suddenly woken up by someone who told her that she was a fool who enjoyed herself and was fooled by those people in the past.

When she saw Mrs. Jones and Murong Zhihong today, she felt disgusted.

Her life's dream had been shattered in her later years.

Murong Mian gently caressed Ji Mianmian's cheek and lowered her head to plant a deep kiss on her forehead. "It's not that all men in this world are untrustworthy. It's just that you've never met the right person."

No one knew how much he cherished the time he had with Ji Mianmian.

To be able to survive was simply an unimaginable miracle.

To be able to walk in front of Ji Mianmian again, he had nothing more to ask for in this life.

When he first put on Murong Mian's face and stood in front of Ji Mianmian for the first time, he was so nervous and uneasy that he did not even dare to look into Ji Mianmian's eyes.

At that time, he had thought that even if he had to use another person's face and identity to stay around her and silently protect her, that would be enough.

However, she did not expect Ji Mianmian to be so capable that she could guess his identity so quickly.

She did not care that he had changed his face. She did not care what he had experienced. She believed in him with all her heart.

One's identity and appearance could be changed, but one's heart would never change.

Ji Mianmian was his faith. No one could change the genes that were deeply engraved in his bones and blood.

Madam Murong opened her mouth and looked at them, but she didn't say anything. She had asked someone to change his face into Murong han 's. She had witnessed it with her own eyes. She had thought that they would never be able to return to their original love.

Perhaps, there really was a love in this world that would never betray one's heart, but it was a pity ... She didn't encounter it.

Madam Murong's heart ached faintly. The person she had loved for so many years could never enter his heart.

Ji Mianmian quietly tugged at Murong Mian's arm to get him to look at Madam Murong.

He didn't move and continued to look at her with a smile. His eyes were so gentle that they could melt a person.

Ji Mianmian's face turned red for no reason and she wrinkled her nose at him.

"Even though your husband is gone, I won't let you lose both your wealth and body. At the very least, I'll make sure that the Murong Corporation falls into your hands," Murong Mian said calmly.

It was impossible for him to help her find a husband. All he could do was to make sure that she would not lose her husband and money.

Madam Murong's heart ached and she felt terrible. She opened her mouth,"Okay, then I'll ... Thank you in advance."

"You saved my life, so I'm returning the favor. We don't owe each other anything," Murong Mian said calmly.

"That's right, no one owes anyone anything ..."Madam Murong muttered.

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