Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Visually, it may die tomorrow, or it may not die next year.

Mu Rongmian said: "No matter how to use the best medicine, what is the requirement?"

"Okay, rest assured."

Murong Zhihong's life and death, Mu Rongmian naturally did not care, but in a short time, he was better than dead.

At present, he is not familiar with it. Once Murong Zhihong dies, the whole Murong family will be messy, and it is difficult to control it.

......

Out of the inpatient building, Murong Mian saw Madam Murong sitting on a bench under the Indus tree and smoking.

With a thin cigarette between her fingers, she was lonely, and her black clothes made her look more depressed.

She is no longer young, even if she can still discern the beauty of her youth, but she is very old.

At this moment she seemed to be hanging on the tree with half of the yellow leaves, and after a few days, she would still fall from the tree.

Murong's family is in Sheffield, England. The weather here is much warmer than in the country. Today, the weather is gloomy and the cold wind makes him feel that it is colder than it is in the country. It is the kind of cold from the bone.

Mu Rongmian walked for a while, sat down, and had a long distance from her.

Mrs. Murong froze for a moment, turned her head to look at him, silently extinguished the smoke, and said lightly: "He will not agree with you to marry Ji Mianmian."

Mu Rongmian nodded: "I know, but what he said is useless to me."

It's no use for anyone to say anything. He has married Ji Mianmian, and he will definitely be thinking about her future. No one should try to interfere in his own way.

Mrs. Murong smiled bitterly: "Yeah, it's useless to you."

Holding a half-extinguished cigarette, she said, "Although he has been lying there, he can't move, but it is almost impossible for you to take Ji Mianmian to stand in Murong's house. He has already found a good one for you. In his opinion, perfection is best for your wife. "

Murong Mian's face remained unchanged: "So what, what he likes is not what I like. I don't need to stand firmly in Murong's house. This is just a place to stay temporarily. Sooner or later we want to go back, but you ... When I came here, I did n’t even want to see him. It really struck me. Is n’t it true that the feelings of your husband and wife have always been good? ”

Mrs. Murong stood up, as if she hadn't heard him, and threw her cigarette **** in the trash can. "Let's go ... it's time to go back."

Mu Rongmian stood up, and it appeared that Mrs. Murong and Murong Zhihong, their feelings were not as legendary.

Also, if it is true, love is stronger than Zhenjian, and would you worry that your husband would not leave the inheritance to yourself after death?

Murong Mian's heart was turning quickly. He came here only to ensure that the property of Murong's family could finally fall into the hands of Mrs. Murong. If he did this, he could retire.

After getting in the car, Mrs. Murong asked him, "What are you going to do?"

Mu Rongmian indifferently said, "I naturally have my intention. Now don't ask too much. If you want me to work hard to help you hold your legacy in your hands, all you have to do is help me take care of her and protect her. So that I have no worries. "

After a while, Mrs. Murong asked, "Do you really have a way?"

She didn't know his ability, she had been doubting him.

Mu Rongmian sneered: "As long as I think, there is nothing I can't get in this world."