Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Mrs. Murong's eyes were spitting fire. This was outside. There were drivers and bodyguards from Murong's house around her. She could only suppress it and whispered in Chinese: "Murong Mian, do you know what you are doing?"

Mu Rongmian still had a smile on his face: "Of course I know that you don't need to remind me."

Mrs. Murong took a deep breath and held back the anger: "Immediately ... send her back immediately, I don't think you will know what you are going to face, what you bring her, but it will only make the situation more chaotic. "

Ji Mianmian wanted to speak, and Mu Rongmian held her shoulder, very impatiently: "You don't have to remind me again and again, I don't want to argue with you back and forth on this issue. Today I can tell you clearly, I Now that you have brought my wife back, you have already made all your decisions. If you have to let her go, well, I'll go back with her, and I would have bought a return ticket. "

Mrs. Murong's forehead blushed stupidly: "You ... OK, OK ... You have learned to threaten me."

The bodyguards already looked at them in confusion, and Murong Mian murmured to Mrs. Murong coldly: "It's not a threat, I just don't want to be controlled by you, what to do, what to do, I have my own plan, and ... if you insist on I'm so entangled in this issue, I don't think I need to go back with you. "

Mrs. Murong also realized that she had done too much. She said, "Get in the car."

Mu Rongmian took Ji Mianmian to the car. The atmosphere inside the car continued to drop, and her hand was held by Mu Rongmian.

Although she was uneasy in her heart, she didn't feel too scared with him.

The car drove up the street, Ji Mianmian watched the houses on both sides quickly retreat, and those foreigners of all shapes and shapes on the street didn't recognize the words on the street signs.

Mrs. Murong finally did not recognize, and said, "Murong Mian, if you really like her, you shouldn't bring her here. Do you think Murong's water is so shallow?"

She tried to keep her tone steady, which sounded like a normal chat tone.

Mu Rongmian's thumb rubbed slowly on the back of Ji Mianmian's hands. His eyes were cold, disdainful, sarcastic, and after hearing only a moment of silence, he said, "Mrs. Murong, do you know what I hate you the most?"

Mrs. Murong was shocked: "What did you say?"

Mu Rongmian gently soothed Ji Mianmian, but his voice was cold and bitter: "I think he always tries to control everything, always thinks he is right, and always feel that others should listen to you ..."

Madam Murong finally managed to suppress the anger again: "You ..."

Mu Rongmian didn't give her a chance to talk, and said: "Why? Why should others listen to you? My life is saved by you. That's right, I owe you what I will pay back, but in what way? Come back, I have the final say. "

"I said one last time, please do n’t bother pointing at me again. I am really very annoying. And ... I did n’t say what the purpose of saving people was at the beginning. We know each other well, no It is necessary to tear this apart, so don't always pose in front of me as a salvation benefactor, I won't owe you. "

Ji Mianmian looked at Mu Rongmian in surprise. It was the first time that he could not hide his dislike to a person.